Plot Holes In Pretty Little Liars Novels & Stories

Sandra May is a struggling sculptor and owner of 'De Art' studio, facing financial difficulties after being conned by her ex-boyfriend and co-owner, Ali Andre. Caesar James, a powerful business mogul, proposes a contract marriage to Sandra, offering her two million dollars for one year. As she agrees, Sandra finds herself falling for Caesar's younger brother, Williams James. However, she soon discovers that Williams and Ali were behind her financial downfall. Caesar reveals a clause in their contract, stating that anyone who engages in extramarital affairs will have to satisfy the other sexually every day until the contract's end. Confronted with the decision to stay or leave, Sandra discovers Caesar's true feelings for her. Meanwhile, Caesar punishes Ali and Williams for their actions, leaving Sandra vulnerable. After the marriage contrac

Her father went missing when she was still young, and her mother eventually remarried. She lived in the countryside with her grandmother, where she was skilled in the art of truancy, fighting, and drinking. In others’ eyes, she was a mere ruffian.When she turned nineteen, her mother returned and took her to her stepfather’s home.“Eden, being able to marry Alain on behalf of your half-sister is a blessing to you, so you better seize this opportunity.”In her mother’s eyes, she was disposable in the name of wealth. She was nothing but a sacrificial lamb.It was already well-known that after having survived a serious illness, not only did his personality change, but he was also disfigured, with only two years left to live.But after they got married, he suddenly recovered from his illness, and great changes took the world by storm. It was not until someone started investigating a case from a few years ago that they accidentally revealed who his sorry excuse of a wife really was…Everyone was so shocked that they couldn’t keep their gaping mouths shut.She was an iron lady.

I'm admitted to the hospital for gastritis, but my boyfriend shoots to his feet after receiving a call. "Chelsea has a fever. I'll go check on her; I'll be right back!" He runs off without waiting for me to say anything and doesn't return for the rest of the night. That night, I see a short clip that Chelsea Calloway has shared. "I'm not afraid of any illness with you by my side." I comment, "He is pretty good at caring for others."

At Ryder Quinn’s kindergarten parent-child sports day, I expected my husband, Michael Quinn, to be away on a business trip. Instead, I found Michael on stage, dressed in a ballet tutu, dancing as one of the "little swans" in the fathers’ performance. I had barely taken a step forward when a little girl in a floral dress darted into his arms, calling out to him in the sweetest voice, "Daddy!" There they stood: Michael, his assistant, Janine Carter, and her daughter—all in matching family outfits. The moment our eyes met, Michael quickly pulled away from her, fumbling for an excuse. "Janine’s a single mom. It isn’t easy for her. I was just helping out." I smiled, cold and steady, and handed him the divorce papers. "Then, do me a favor too, Michael. Stop wasting my youth."

The day my husband's first love, who was my sister, died, he sent me into the wilderness, all because I was not a match for the kidney transplant she needed. "Make sure Lisa can’t leave. For pretending to be Emma’s little sister, it’s time she learns her lesson," he ordered. I was abandoned in the dense forest, trapped, and left to fend for myself. Desperate, I sought shelter in a cave, trying to survive. However, wild animals soon picked up my scent and surrounded the cave. In the end, they tore me apart, and I died a brutal, painful death, with my body left exposed and torn in the wilderness. When Benjamin finally saw what was left of me, he lost his mind.

Framed by her husband's mistress and abandoned in a prison cell, Bella is left to die—stabbed in the dark, betrayed by everyone she once loved. But a mysterious man saves her, pulling her from the brink of death. Three years later, she returns as a cold, calculative woman, determined to destroy the man who cast her aside. But when he traps her against the wall, his breath hot against her skin, her carefully built walls begin to crack. "I will never let you go again. You’ll forever be mine, Bella."

From the time I was small, my mother told me I was my little brother's second mother. Hence, from age four, every mistake Danny Hartley made became mine to bear. When Danny dirtied the floor, I scrubbed it clean with a rag, inch by inch. When Danny stole, I wrote the apology letters. Then, I turned seven, and Danny accidentally hurt the convenience store owner's son. When the heavyset Hugo Osborn came to our door, Danny pointed at me without hesitation. "Sienna did it!" Mom did not hesitate either. She shoved me toward him. "Mr. Osborn, I didn't raise her right. That's on me. Take my daughter. Beat her, scold her, do whatever you want." What she had not known was that once Mr. Osborn took me away, I would never come back.

Winner of The People Choice Awards (Fiction) 2019 for Best Diverse Books When "Gossip " meets "Pretty Little Liars" and had a kid with "Sherlock Holmes". That kid is "The Bad Nerd Boy". "You know my secret now. That's really bad, Summers." He smirked. That nerd smirked! And call me crazy but at this moment, he looked goddamn hot.      "I won't tell others." I blurted the words out, hoping it gave the assurance he needed so he would let me go because even though he looked damn hot, he also looked dangerous. Trying to stop myself from trembling, I bit my lips.  His eyes caught the movement and he bent forward, filling my nostrils with the smell of dope he smoked earlier. Tilting his head, he clicked his tongue and smiled. "Wrong move." With that, he slammed his lips against mine, knocking all the air from my lungs. He kissed me with no mercy. His tongue slipped at the seam of my mouth, and my mind went blank when I felt the tip of his tongue caressing mine. Pulling away he watched me with a mischievous look on his face as he said, "now I'm going to be yours." * * * Professionally edited by Fernanda Lemos. All Rights Reserved 2018 © agatharoza

“Come back here, Olivia”, Christian roared behind her, while Olivia kept walking forward. This angered him so much, he rushed to her and pulled her back. “You’re hurting me, Christian!”, Olivia grimaced as she struggled to pull herself back from him. “I’m your wife, not your housemaid, Mr. Mason”. Framed and discarded by her former employers, Olivia is trying to start set up a new beginning. She soon finds herself in a fort of power and ambition after she gets hired to be the live-in nanny and personal maid of four-year-old Eunice Mason. Her path crosses with that of Christian Mason, Eunice’s mysterious guardian, a man heavily guarded in the heart. As they forge a strangely strong, and almost impossible alliance to protect Eunice, they uncover a hidden world of corporate greed and family secrets. Amidst the commotion, a forbidden attraction ignites between them, a spark that could consume them both. Can love conquer the darkness that threatens to destroy their fragile world?

I'm notoriously known for being a vile heiress in this city's elite circle. I do whatever I want just because my family is rich and powerful. If I don't like someone, I won't hesitate to slap them on the spot. If any family dares to offend me, I'll have my family terminate all contracts with that family's business. Everyone is terrified whenever they bring me up. But everything changes when my dad brings Gwen Herman, the low-income student he's been sponsoring, home with him. Suddenly, I can hear her inner thoughts. Gwen tells me that this world is actually a novel with a plot where everyone adores and dotes on the main character. Apparently, Gwen is the kind-hearted female lead loved by everyone, whereas I'm the evil side character who's destined to be humiliated at every turn. What a coincidence. I already found out about this fact ten years ago. I watch as Gwen cowers at the side delicately like some wounded angel who looks eerily similar to my dad. Meanwhile, my dad is awfully protective of her and goes as far as to be extremely mean to me to my face. That's when I begin chortling loudly. "Just because I call you 'Dad' doesn't mean you're really my father, my dear stepdad."