One Hundred Years Of Solitude Novels & Stories

Back in my run-down apartment complex, thinking about everything that had happened recently felt almost unreal. I had stayed with the Cooper family for over a month and had grown used to that soft, luxurious bed. Now that I was back here, I could not sleep at all. I tossed and turned deep into the night. Then suddenly, I spotted a shadowy figure sneaking toward me. I shot out of bed and ran for the door, but the moment he noticed, he grabbed me by the collar and slammed me onto the ground. Pain exploded through my body. I could not even get back up.

He was very still. She has been trying to get this land for thirty years, Sloane said. She used the cartel when it was convenient. She used Doyle when it was convenient. She used her own son's firm when it was convenient. And the one thing that has stood in the way, every time, for thirty years, has been this club. And your father, Colt said quietly. And my father. She stood up. She walked to the window. The Denver morning was grey and cold and ordinary in the way that mornings were ordinary even when extraordinary things were happening inside them.

"Maisie wanted something exciting, so she teased you a bit. What, are you mad?" Anger surged wildly in my chest, but I forced myself to suppress it. "Lucius, don't you think you've gone too far?" He curled his lips. "Too far? I thought after a hundred times, you'd be used to it by now." He said it so lightly, as if it were nothing at all. Yet it had been a nightmare that wrapped around me for three full years. I let out a self-mocking laugh. Then I slammed the door and left.

Kimberly smiled as she reminisced, speaking leisurely. "That boy started pursuing me when he was seven. It's been almost 20 years now. When he was around ten, he gave me his family's heirloom, something that's only supposed to go to the family's daughter-in-law. He said he'd only ever love me in this lifetime. "Every time he found out I was dating someone, he'd drink himself into a stupor for days on end. He even developed stomach problems from it. "Oh, and these past few years while I was studying abroad, he flew over every week to bring me my favorite pastries and snacks, keeping me company no matter the cost."

I brought out my phone to book a ride, but half way through the process, the signal disappeared completely. "Fuck no!" I cursed underneath my breath, trying the same process again, and then it just occurred to me that I could have booked the ride in Rowland's house even before leaving, but my emotions got ahead of me. And now, I had a far walk from his house, going back was another journey I couldn't take. I walked alone, my eyes fixed on my phone as I desperately searched for a signal. The isolation of my surroundings made me feel vulnerable, and a shiver ran down my spine as I hugged myself tighter.

I'm not alone anymore, and goodness does it feel fantastic. So this is the final part of "Alone" and I can't believe it's over. It's the longest book I've written but it's also been so fun to write. I'm sorry to keep waiting for the updates. And thank you all for the patience, love and support!

Distraught, pained and distressed, I cried, I finally let the dams open. I wailed, the deep anguish in my chest, came out through the howling sound. Laila hugged me, but I could barely feel it, I was in another place entirely. I was stuck in my head, picturing the events that occurred all those years ago. The door came open and everyone present in the house came in. Surely, they had heard all the commotion and came running to check it out. "What is going on here?" "What is the meaning of this?"

They bathed together, ate together, and went shopping together, just like what a couple deeply in love would do. I didn't make a scene as I simply watched them show off their affection in silence. With five more days left in the divorce's waiting period, Julian suddenly suggested climbing a snow-covered mountain. He insisted that I come, too. Halfway up, Evelyn had left to get something, leaving Julian and me alone. The gentleness on his face vanished at once, replaced by a cold stare. "Why are you still hanging around here? Do you really think Evelyn will fall for you eventually?"

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