Overgeared Novel 182 Novels & Stories

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

Adrien Cross’s hand wouldn’t stop shaking. The phone lit up his palm, the screen too bright in the dim office, and was stabbing at his eyes. The words stuck, twisting in his gut like glass he couldn’t spit out: Look closer, Adrien. The traitor’s already in your bed. He read it again, like maybe he had gotten it wrong. He hadn’t. His stomach twisted, heat crawled up his throat, his breath coming out rough like his chest had closed shut. He just stood there in the office.

I couldn't help but feel embarrassed as his intense gaze continued to explore my body. After a moment, he tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his piercing blue eyes. I felt heat coursing through my veins, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. Unable to hold his gaze, I lowered my eyes, struggling to understand the strange sensations he ignited within me. I was supposed to despise this man who had kidnapped and threatened me into marriage. I shouldn't allow him to touch me or enjoy his caresses. And yet, here I was, my body responding to his in ways I couldn't control. This ruthless man had not only imprisoned me, but he had also caged my heart, my desires, and my very being.

The sound is cathartic but not nearly enough to calm the rage burning through my veins. He’s still obsessed with her. After everything I’ve done, after all my planning and scheming, after pushing that bitch down the stairs and making her lose her baby—he’s STILL obsessed with her. I can see it in the photos. The way he’s looking at her, even with his expression twisted in anger. There’s something underneath that fury. Something that looks suspiciously like longing. And that’s not even the worst part. No, the worst part is Georgia standing there in what’s clearly an expensive designer dress—probably worn for her date with Enzo earlier that evening—looking confident and unbothered while the Ly

Catrina explained, then immediately turned around and walked away quickly. "Hurry up and let's get out of here," said Catrina while pulling John's hand, who still looked plonga plongo. "What's wrong, Cat?" asked John as he kept glancing back, as the person who had spoken to Catrina earlier was pointing at the two guards who had prevented him from entering. "Let's not be so lyrical; hurry up, John." Catrina invited John again while continuing to pull up, half-displacing him. Arriving at the elevator, Catrina immediately entered it and was still pulling John's hand, who kept glancing at Yosef, who was scolding the guards.

"Jezza is gone, and that removes the biggest obstacle to my plans. Harold is incapacitated and may never fully recover. Marcus and Gina are too emotional and unfocused to pose any real threat." Alex nodded approvingly. "Jezza's death cleared the path for everything we've been planning. The company is yours now, Nessa. All you have to do is lock it down completely." "If anyone tries to take this from me," Nessa said, her voice cold and calculating, "they'll end up buried right alongside her." Viktor smiled. "I like your attitude. My associates will be very pleased with this partnership." --- Meanwhile, Margret sat across from a private banker in an upscale office downtown, her hands trembling

Taret shouted as they bounded towards the backyard, The sky was moonless giving us the perfect cover, we came out on the streets, bodies of men and women filled the streets, blood leaking from parts of their bodies, We moved quickly through the streets and stood before a building, it looked old, "There's a hidden passage here, it will lead you to the outskirts of the village" Taret said as something whizzed pass jasons face, Taret fell to the ground, his throat had an arrow imbedded in it, terra screamed and moved back, in the distance was the fey prince with a bow, a smirk on his face,

There was no way she would ever take over. Over my dead body. End of Book Two # # #

"Grandpa has a superstition believed.. when a woman inherits the thing she keeps.. it won't disappear and it will grow over time. Because when a man is said the result is not good," "As a result.. maybe before the end of the year they are gone.. they have been lost somewhere," Her head shook when suddenly someone ran behind them. A car with thick glass in its black. "Hold on!" He was very attached to the strength of their speed. Her butt could no longer apply to the nerves. "We're going to crash!!" I shouted. When we encounter another car. Fortunately, Nathan escaped. They were almost there. Her trepidation reached heaven. "I hope it's gone.." I whispered, but they chased the road again beca

It was as if they existed in their own little world, oblivious to the absolutevdiscomfort they are causing me. With a clenched jaw, I watch as she invites him in. My heart pounds crazily in my chest and the sting of jealousy gnaws even more at me from within. Where is this brotha going? Must be selling cookies or some shit... =================================== This book takes a lot to write... I would appreciate it if you could show me some love :-) ... Please remember to vote, comment, share and follow! Kellisa Kelly