Scorned Novels & Stories

“Whoever it is… he's not stupid enough to be caught. Thank you, you can go.” She nodded and hurried off. I almost laughed at that. Before I could even exhale, my phone buzzed in my hand, vibrating with a familiar insistence that made my pulse jump. I lifted it, already expecting the worst that came in the form of Enoch. The name glared at me like a fresh slap. The audacity! The absolute effrontery! My grip tightened around the dead rose, just as my eyes caught sight of the horrifying words written on the tag:

someone asked, frowning. I held up my phone and showed them the post about falling in love with someone who already belongs to another. "She meddled in my life, lied to everyone, and even deleted messages from Alexander's phone, ruining the birthday surprise I had planned. There's more proof right here. "My professional conduct doesn't apply to people like her. "I suggest all you respected ladies keep away from someone like this." Camila's face turned pale as she saw the cold and even scornful looks around her.

I wanted to say it out loud, but the words didn’t escape my lips. Then he said, “Nice way to get my attention, but I know girls like you all too well.” His words hit me like a slap across the face. He had just called me a gold digger and an attention seeker, and I understood his indirect insult all too clearly. How could it get any worse? You really are a scoundrel, Howard Carter.

Embarrassment rippled through me like electricity, my body went still, frozen beyond description. At that moment, I wished the ground would open and swallow me whole. My vision started to blur again, this time, in the pool of heavy tears that hung shamefully against my eyes. "Pathetic" Pain tore through me, clutching at my chest and knotting at every single joint in my body. Can Eddy not just speak? He had said just one word, and it has been a couple seconds since he did, but his voice - sharp, merciless, resounded in my head like a punishment I could not escape.

“You’re mad and frustrated because you were fired from Scar-Bias Holdings. I understand. But that’s your problem with Tobias, not me. Don’t take your anger out on me, because you’ll only get even angrier when you realize I don’t care about you. And a word of advice… stay out of my way. Or don’t be surprised when things turn not good.” She didn’t need to raise her voice or snap at Vernice. The tone of her voice alone was enough to make the warning clear. After that, she gave Vernice a gentle but firm push. Vernice lost her balance and stumbled backward before falling. Her heel clattered against the floor, immediately drawing the attention of the people nearby. Whispers spread as they glanced

They looked past the scar on my face and appreciated or hated me for the person I was. Even Camilla wasn't exactly as scornful about my scar as she was about the fact that I was sharing Dravin with her. I had gotten used to being normal. What do I do when I'm back to being the exception? What do I do when the first thing people know about me is my scar and not me? What do I do when I'm the subject of scorn and disgust again?

“Cluiche críochnaithe. Miss Dunn, you’re worthless now.” She was giving up her pride for him... She was finally submitting to him… “The most valuable thing on your body is the scar that you forbid people from touching. The most charming thing is that as well. Now, you’re using it in exchange for money. You’re unable to attract me now. Miss Dunn, I thought that you were an interesting woman, but it looks like you’re just like everyone else.” There was a flash of sarcasm on Callen’s beautiful face. “You’re intolerably vulgar.”

The scarred man had kept his words to a minimum all this time and now when opened his ominous mouth he did not speak something good either. “Thélete na diaskedásete me aftó” (Want to have fun with it) His friend frowned and then raised an eyebrow. Then suddenly he caught something scarred man had thrown his way. Only when they lighted it I came to know what the thing was. The possibility of what they could actually do with it and how much harm they could bring on him with him made my heart skip a breath. “no,” I said. “Min tou to káneis aftó” (Don’t do this to him)

"Because you're worth nothing!" Aazim, already full of rage lifted the sword high above his head, he held the gaze of Omar for a little longer before bringing the blade down on him.

Erick growled while I squirmed trying to get up but trust me their weight was too much, please remind me not to prank them first thing in the morning "I'm sorry, I'm sorry please get off I'm losing my breath" I gasped pleadingly "We won't get up,well not until you agree to our request" Jace said "I'll do anything just get off" they got up while I stood gasping for air "Okay,for your punishment you'll treat us out to lunch and dinner" Jace said licking his lip "What a glutton" I mumbled "Did you say something" Jace asked