Shoshanna Weber From Restart Novels & Stories

Do I have dementia? “Oh dear, you look confused.” She says as she laughs a little, “Come with me, I feel like I should introduce you to some people.” She says and I blindly follow her. Too confused to know what’s going on. “This is Gwen, Harry, Marie, Penelope, Daphne, Kyle, Daryl, Juliette, Sarah, Seb, Ron, Terry and of course Dave.” My eyes widen when I realize what is happening. Oh. My. God.

“I will treat you with mom’s best.” “Deal.” Rebecca gave Sheira a fist bump. Gavin was just chuckling in one corner looking at the two best friends. He noticed that it was Rebecca’s segway for Sheira not to ask more about what she’s thinking. He knew that Rebecca’s best friend will really have her way between the two of them if she will know that they are starting a conversation again. Sheira and Rebecca decided to go home ten minutes before the party officially came to an end. They bid farewell to Marvin and some of their colleagues. As they entered the car, Sheira noticed the unusual silence of Rebecca.

He looked back at Leah and continued vehemently, "You have no idea what it took for me to finally get over her death and start living again. I can't go through that again. I won't!" Leah blinked away the tears that sprang to her eyes. "Yeah, I remember. You weren't yourself for a long time." She took a deep breath, then released it. She smiled at Gabriel, though it did not reach her eyes. "Don't mind me. I'm being selfish. This is what is best for our clan. I will just do what I have to do. Like you said, it will all work out." Gabriel gave Leah a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry. You know I would do anything for you, but-"

Waverly announced, making Reysell stopped in his happy dancing. His eyes are furrowed. “You're kidding me, Alaia. You would not.” “I just said it, Rey. Let's watch news together.” she replied while smiling widely. “For real!?” She nodded and motioned them to follow her to her office, which they obliged. She sat on her chair and opened the television. Dwayne and Reysell set themselves in her couch and relaxed their bodies after all the tiring work they just did. The news is about an actress named Shaira Delgado.

Seb continued, his voice softer, imbued with a sincerity that disarmed me. Seb turned his attention to the gathered packs, conviction lending weight to his words. “We’re not killing Luna,” he declared, his declaration met with murmurs of disbelief. “We can’t give up on her. She would never give up on any of us.” He paused, letting his words settle over us like a healing balm. Turning back to me, he said, “There is a way to stop this madness, but you're not going to like it." I felt the room grow silent, breaths held in anticipation. The tension was a living thing, coiling around us as we waited for his next words. My mind raced with possibilities—none of them comforting.

Friendzone her. "Rita, why are you sitting at the last?" Suddenly two females come in our line, eyeing between me and Rita. "Shelly, this is Ethan. Today is his first day and session in our office.” Her friends sit beside her while passing their flirtatious smiles to me. Oh, no... I am already allergic to bitches. Not today Satan. I'll do your rituals every weekend, but not today, please. "Hi Ethan, I am-" Her petite voice sinks below the loud noise coming from the crowd, all reporters rush towards the gate like an orgasm. I try to get up from the chair to see who entered.

My husband, Jared Casey, and I decide to host another wedding ceremony on our 20th wedding anniversary. Just before the ceremony begins, my best friend, Noelle Stark, and Jared are suddenly nowhere to be found. They don't pick up their phones when I call them. I search every nook and cranny and finally hear them arguing inside a private room. "I'm going to come clean to Lilian after the ceremony is over. The children need their father," Jared says. "Don't you dare!" Noelle hisses. "You already secretly tampered with her university application form all those years ago for my sake. I even gave birth to your children. We've already wronged her too many times. We can't hurt her again." The b

Why could they not just let her sleep? She needed this rest more than even the medications. If she was going to get back to the business of finding solid allies, she needed to be healthy to do that. “No.” She heard Steffan’s voice more loudly now. Racheal cursed under her breath, and stood up to see what all the commotion was about. She had just gotten to the hallway when she heard Danna Sherrod say, “She has to resume tomorrow. We will not be the laughing stock of the entire eastern continent. Have you seen the freaking news? Dirty commoners are laughing at us on the internet.”