Plot Armour Meaning Novels & Stories

Sunday, the 10th of July 2030, will be the day everything, life as we know it, will change forever. For now, let's bring it back to the day it started heading in that direction. Jebidiah is just a guy, wanted by all the girls and resented by all the jealous guys, except, he is not your typical heartthrob. It may seem like Jebidiah is the epitome of perfection, but he would go through something not everyone would have to go through. Will he be able to come out of it alive, or would it have all been for nothing?

Opening my eyes in an unfamiliar place with unknown faces surrounding me, everything started there. I have to start from the beginning again, because I am no longer Ayla Navarez and the world I am currently in, was completely different from the world of my past life. Rumi Penelope Lee. The cannon fodder of this world inside the novel I read as Ayla, in the past. The character who only have her beautiful face as the only ' plus ' point in the novel, and the one who died instead of the female lead of the said novel. She fell inlove with the male lead and created troubles on the way. Because she started loving the male lead, her pitiful life led to met her end. Death. Because she's stupid. Literally, stupid. A fool in everything. Love, studies, and all. The only thing she knew of, was to eat and sleep, then love the male lead while creating troubles the next day. Even if she's rich and beautiful, her halo as a cannon fodder won't be able to win against the halo of the heroine. That's why I've decided. Let's ruin the plot. Because who cares about following it, when I, Ayla Navarez, who became Rumi Penelope Lee overnight, would die in the end without even reaching the end of the story? Inside this cliché novel, let's continue living without falling inlove, shall we?

Golden eyes, a handsome face and a mysterious personality....Miranda Worthington might be in for a sexy and risky whirlwind romance with a perfect stranger. *** Miranda thought her marriage to Michael Whittaker was what she wanted, that is, until she finds out he has been cheating on her with his immediate boss's wife! Disgusted by his infidelity, Miranda threatens to expose him but when things get a little too much for her to handle, she didn't expect to end up seeking help from the mysterious man she met on one fateful night. With a divorce underway, and an undeniable chemistry between her and the mystery man soon to be boss, Davien Huxley, Miranda's life is about to take a twist in fate that she never would have expected. Will she find true love, or rather, a death wish?

Pretty Layla, an ordinary employee burdened and haunted by a dark past, meets Ambert, a handsome billionaire whose image is pristine. When he starts showing interest on her, she promptly avoids her as she doesn't believe that a man like Ambert, rich, powerful and with an unsullied reputation, would truly fall for a woman like her. But Ambert perseveres and pursues her, exerting all efforts to show that he truly loves her. Layla's heart eventually surrenders. But soon, she discovers the painful truth that Ambert isn't really innocent and is actually a major part of her dark past.

Emma Baker is a 22 year old hopeless romantic and an aspiring author. She has lived all her life believing that love could solve all problems and life didn't have to be so hard. Eric Winston is a young billionaire, whose father owns the biggest shoe brand in the city. He doesn't believe in love, he thinks love is just a made up thing and how it only causes more damage. What happens when this two people cross paths and their lives become intertwined between romance, drama, mystery, heartbreak and sadness. Will love win at the end of the day?

"My husband is missing. Some say he is dead; others say he ran away. I do not know which to believe, but his absence has left me with big shoes to fill. I have to be the Alpha and Luna of a dying pack with debts to pay and little or no security. To survive, I must turn to my husband's enemy for help. Nothing really matters anymore; all I think of now is survival." Luna Emily Ashbrid. Luna Emily's husband, Alpha Jake of the Howler Pack, is missing. He was last seen at Jo's Bar and did not come home. While some think he is dead, others believe he ran away because of his failures as Alpha. He ran the pack into serious debt and destroyed everything leaving them vulnerable. He also made enemies with all who would have come to their aid, and now he has gone missing. No one knows where he is. Emily has to take over and fill shoes that are bigger than hers. She has to pay for her husband's failure and ensure they survive. Having no choice, she turns to her husband's enemy, Alpha Kane of the Shadow Moon pack, to survive.

My husband, Garrett Kachmar, vanished overseas with his ex, Linda Sharpe. They left me with one thing—an illegitimate, screaming baby. Twenty years later, I posted that my "son" had passed his exams. He was joining the police force. That's when Garrett came back. With Linda. And a lawsuit. At the plaintiff's table, Linda looked polished—soft makeup, perfect posture. Her voice? Pure control. "After Garrett divorced, we got married and had a big, healthy boy. Jemma couldn't stand seeing us happy, so she stole our son. We searched for twenty years. She refuses to give him back. We're his biological parents. We have the right to take him." Garrett shot me a glare. "Jemma, just because you can't have kids doesn't mean you get to steal mine." The trial was livestreamed. The comments exploded. [Can't have your own kid so you steal one?] [You destroyed a family. Sick.] [Give him back to his real parents!] Then my "son" was called into the courtroom. And the whole room went dead quiet.

He's the man I shouldn't want. A good-looking and powerful man like him shouldn't make me feel this way. He is rude, selfish, and is fucking incapable of reciprocating my feelings. Gray Westmore...that's his name. And I couldn't fucking unlove him now that I know he's trying to save his family from his psychotic twin.

I'm reading a book about a boy who bullies a girl, but they end up in love? Screw that; if it were me, I'd ruin the plot.

On our Christmas break road trip, my cousin Felix Lloyd spotted some high-powered speakers at a highway rest stop. He had to have them—said he wanted to "blast it." "It's Christmas. We finally get to see everyone! We need some vibe!" My wife, Lana Ramsey, smiled and helped him pay. "Young people have energy. They know how to enjoy life." I yanked the power cord out. "Those aren't for regular cars. This is an EV. Overload it, and the whole system fries. Then what—just stuck in the middle of nowhere?" Lana's parents, Vincent and Donelia, booed me, calling me a buzzkill. Felix cranked the volume all the way up. Lana glared at me. "Say one more word and get out. I'll drive." Later, the speakers fried the battery system. We were stranded in total darkness on a rough mountain road. They finished the last of the food, then shoved me out to "go find help." I slipped, rolled down the slope, and died. When I opened my eyes, I was back—right when Felix jammed the speaker plug into the charging port. I grabbed a few more subwoofers and handed them over. "One isn't enough. Add more. That's how you really crank it."