Reverse World Novel Novels & Stories

The whole Lloyd family survived on the allowance that Noah sent home every month. And if that wasn't enough, there was still me, the fool that I was, emptying my wedding gifts to help support them. My heart sank as I stood outside the door, listening to Jonah's scheme. I didn't know whether Adele could survive without her husband, but I knew I would die without my husband. In my previous life, I was deceived by the news of his death. I was so stricken with grief that I passed out. When I woke up again, I found the house completely emptied by thieves.

"I’m just a stupid, spoiled brat. I thought I could play their game. I thought I was strong." ​She curled tighter, the agony in her womb a constant reminder of what she had lost. She had wanted to be the hero of her own story, the writer who scripted her escape. But as the shadows of the skyscrapers grew longer across the room, Vivienne Blackwood realized she had written a tragedy. ​She was a mother without a child, a bride without a groom, and a prisoner in a castle made of glass. And somewhere beneath the city, the man she loved was walking into a trap she had helped build with her own silence.

Selena had begged in tears, oblivious to seven-year-old Violet eavesdropping. "Why shouldn’t I, when this family has done nothing but ruin my life? The only reason I accepted this stupid charm of a wedding was to have an heir, but what do I have? A mentally disabled child and a daughter. What the hell can I do with that?" Lucas had pushed Selena aside as he exited the room. Violet blinked, snapping out of the flashback. "He came back after some weeks with another woman," she muttered. Wiping the tears that threatened to fall, she reprimanded herself. "No, Violet. No more crying over those evil people. No more."

“We move forward. Victor is desperate, which makes him reckless. We stick to the plan, but now we watch for the unseen hand.” The man nodded approvingly. “And when the real enemy reveals themselves?” Adrian’s lips curled into a dark, knowing smirk. “We make them regret ever stepping into my world.” Elena shivered, not just from fear, but from the quiet storm brewing inside Adrian. If Victor thought he was the one orchestrating the game, he was about to realize that Adrian had just rewritten the entire rulebook. And again, the hunt had officially begun. It's going to be a game of being smart.

They were misfits. Misfits healing misfits. Would you like to continue this tone into Chapter 6, where Johnny and Minnie’s past begins to subtly surface?

The sharp crash of glass against marble shattered the silence. Deep red wine splattered across the pristine floor, seeping into the cracks like spilled blood. Sarah Winters stood frozen at the doorway, the taste of bile rising in her throat. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, drowning out the sounds of the city beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. James, the man she had spent six years loving, was in bed with her best friend. Chloe. Together. The scene was like something out of a twisted nightmare, one she couldn't wake up from. The silk sheets tangled around their bodies, Chloe’s hair spilling across the pillows, James’s bare torso exposed as he turned toward her, an unreadable expression o

“We will use the service elevator that goes straight to the roof. There are no cameras.” The stock room door creaks open, and a flashlight spreads outside the hallway. “Go!” she shoves me toward the fire exit. And Nova, don't trust Vaughn. He helped plan this whole thing,” she whispers. The service elevator smells like Audra's heavy rose perfume mixed with old cigarette smoke. I press my forehead against the cold metal wall, and a vision of the past slams into my senses. My scenes are now filled with scenes from the past. In A Flash Back—

Thumbing through it idly, North’s confusion about the world deepened as she read. There was trouble in Korea, sanctions against Russia, and an investigation probing the United States government, but nothing that mentioned the collapse of civilization and the subsequent rebuild. Perhaps she shouldn’t have expected it to be mentioned in a magazine that was twenty years past the date it had happened, but there was no mention of it even in the political stories, and one involving the relationship between the United States and China alluded to events that had happened after World War II. A grim possibility occurred to her, though she didn’t want to believe it. Had her father lied to her all her l

"Well yesterday he came to ask me about your book. And it was weird because it was the 3rd one in the series. He didn't even know it was yours or your name. He just wanted a background check on it so I told him it was yours. He then Alpha commanded me to tell him everything about you. He said it was a clue. What's going on there?" "He wants to go on a date with me and I said only if he could tell me what my name was. He couldn't, so I gave him the book as a ‘clue’. I didn't realise he would come to you about it." I say with a mouthful of ice cream. "Giving him a book that was written by Day Dreamer is a nasty hint." "I didn't really want him to figure it out. He gave me these sad puppy dog e

I completed silently in my head. "Why are you suddenly smiling, it's creepy," Maya chimed, not believing me but I ignored her. "I have a crazy plan girls," I informed them and they shared a glance before facing me, looking totally interested in whatever crazy plan I had. "What's the plan?" Maya asked curiously and I grinned. "I'm going to have a rebel group." "A rebel group?" Naya repeated, unsure of what I meant. "Yes, a rebel group," I affirmed "With ladies ready rebel against the unjust traditions of the werewolf community that makes the females inferior to men and the unfair treatment being imposed on us."