Ride The Storm Novels & Stories

Jazmine's POV I sat on the steps placing my crutches to the side patiently waiting on her, Aria had fallen asleep earlier despite saying she would wait up with me to surprise her mother, luckily we were in her room when she did since I now lacked the ability to carry her up the stairs. My gaze moved over to the car the red bow complementing the all-black exterior, it had taken me some time to decide on what car to actually get her since I knew if I went with something too expensive there was a high chance she wouldn't take it, in the end, I decided to go with the 2021 Kia Telluride. I reached into my pocket grabbing my phone deciding to call her to find out how far away she was, I quickly di

He didn't even spare me the tape I got to seal the windows. "Lottie's in trouble. I have to go and save her." I grabbed his sleeve. "There's a hurricane raging outside. No public transport will be available right now. Are you planning to walk over? Also, you've taken everything—what about me?" I was only saying these out of concern for his safety. Yet, Calvin only viewed me as a selfish, self-centered woman.

The cops had to zap him with a stun gun to get him to calm down. It sounded like poetic justice to me, but that was all in the past. My break had wrapped up, and I dove headfirst back into work. A month later, the 'Heart of True Love', my latest design, was the talk of the town, and my star was on the rise again. Carol called me her lucky charm and, beaming with pride, she bought me a fleet of sports cars. I could not help but laugh. "I'd need eight lifetimes to drive all these."

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Mr. Coleman." Wesley chuckled. "Play dumb all you want. I'll only count to three. If I don't hear anything useful by then, you can say goodbye to your son." He started counting, watching every twitch on Thomas' frightened face. "Three! Two!" As the stroller tipped toward the river, Thomas couldn't take it anymore and yelled, "I'll talk! I'll tell you everything. Jamie and Sandra staged everything—the video at the farewell gathering, the plunge off the cliff, and the art exhibition burning down.

She staggered out of the hall. Outside, heavy rain poured. She walked into it without noticing it. The cold raindrops hit her face and ran down like tears. But she could not shed a single one. She did not know where she was going. She wandered through the streets without direction. A car stopped beside her. The window rolled down. Marcus’ cold, sharp face appeared. “Get in.” Yara did not answer. She dragged her heavy body through the rain. Marcus frowned and said more firmly, “Get in.”

Yet, she seemed to have forgotten all about it. She didn't just forget about it. She even let another man ride my prized and most beloved horse without telling me. Could it be that even she didn't belong to me anymore as well? I clenched my fists tightly and suppressed the violent urge in my chest. Cecil strode over and moved in front of Hazel to apologize to me. "Mr. Blanchard, one of the company's potential clients is a huge fan of horseback riding, and Hazel only brought me here to train my riding skills. You won't get mad at me for that, will you?"

On the third day after the typhoon passed, Joyce Lane finally contacted me. The text read, "Come pick me up at Fin's place. He's busy—can't drive me back." In the past, whenever she called, I would drop everything and go. This time, I replied while waiting for my oatmeal to finish cooking. "Just take a cab." Half an hour later, Joyce dragged her suitcase through the door, her face dark with irritation. "I just got home, and you're already eating?"

"Remi, you'd curse our own child for the sake of Ella's baby? "You have no idea what kind of person she is! She threw her baby from a height to frame me. What's throwing a medal compared to that?" "Enough! Shut up!" Remi raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face. The blow caught her off guard. She lost her balance and fell into the pond. The moment her body hit the water, the moment the water rose over her ears and nose, Ariel thought she was going to die. Remi didn't move. His voice was cold and hard. "Stop pretending, Ariel. You can swim. Since you threw the medal in, you can dive down and get it."

I would just sit back and see how her story ended. … After we arrived in Norvira, everyone was busy making final preparations for the next day’s meeting… Everyone except Ash, who was still stirring up trouble. “Wynnie, I’ve never been to Norvira before. Can you show me around?” He wrapped an arm around Wynnie’s slim waist in front of me. “There’s a suit that’s only available in Norvira. Come with me to get it. You always say I look my best in a suit.”

He has the hottest groan in the world and I hope to the moon that I never hear it again. I honestly can’t wait for you guys to come back because I can’t face Miss. Weathers alone. All the love and please don’t judge to hardly (Killer). Hailstorm _______________________________________________________________ RESPONSE TO FROM: Lacy.Lace.Graham@Tomlinson.com