Something Borrowed Book Series Novels & Stories

Here's your passage with a smoother flow, sharper wit, and a bit more punch: My phone rang for the third time, Tara again. "Penny, I know you're in a meeting, but—" she started, her voice edged with nerves. I pressed the elevator button, silently praying the call wouldn't drop. "Penny, I know, we haven't paid the office rent, the vendors are breathing down our necks, and they've been patient only because they respect you. But now they need the money, and they're only giving us one more month." I exhaled, my grip tightening around my phone. "Don't stress. I'll handle it—like I always do." Even as I said it, doubt gnawed at me. "You don't need to worry about this. You're too young for all this

I just made it for you. Elias knocked the thermos out of her hands. Scalding soup splattered across the floor. "Where's the money? I told you to borrow money! Did you get any?" he screamed hysterically. Claire stumbled back a step, tears streaming down her face. "I tried everywhere. Nobody would lend us anything." "Useless! All of you are useless!" Elias grabbed his pillow and hurled it to the floor. "What am I supposed to do now? Just wait to die? Is that it?"

“Don’t say it. Don’t you dare say what I think you’re about to say.” “I have to,” he whispered. “If it’s this much money, maybe it’s time to stop pretending. I don’t want you selling your soul for me.” “Stop.” She sat on the edge of the bed, voice dropping low. “You’re my little brother. The only family I’ve got left. I’m not letting you slip away because I can’t scrape together some stupid number. I’ll find it. I’ll work double shifts, sell everything I own, whatever it takes.”

During my three-year-old son's preschool physical, his blood type didn't match mine or my wife's. I had just printed the divorce papers when I suddenly heard my son's voice. [This disgusting man is so stupid. He's raised me, his own little brother, as his son for years and still has no idea!] [Lol, hurry up and get divorced. Once they divorce, I can cling openly to my real mom!] [And divorced men are unwanted anyway. From now on, every dollar he earns will be mine!] My wife was still anxiously explaining, "Honey! I really never betrayed you! Do you really want a divorce?" I looked at my son's tightly closed lips and excited eyes, then tore up the divorce papers instead. "No divorce. S

He must know for sure now that she was lying. “It has your name in it. It is yours, right?” She nodded, surveying it. It was all there. She had forgotten about it. “There were some loose pages. I gathered them all up and put them back in. I hope I got them all,” he said. “You did,” she said softly, touched, embarrassed. “I followed the trail of pages, and the funny thing is….they lead me down the alley.” She continued to look down at the book, refusing to make eye contact.

Please! “Where’s the book?” she said then remove her gaze on mine and focus on organizing the books on her desk. “I forgot it.” I simply said and look at her apologizing even though she can’t see it. I forgot to give back the five books I borrowed last week. I’ve been so busy with this incoming deadline and because of….Skylar.

Midnight Neko and I softly stepped towards the entrance of the cave entrance – my second hide away spot that is now occupied by four special individuals. I hear the silent snores of them – poor things must be so tired from all that running. “Neko…fetch…” I whisper to my trusted friend , and he instantly agrees. He enters the cave , a place that I can not see in as their once burning fire is now dim and soon to go off. I hope he is able to retrieve her with out making a drama – and just as I thought it , I hear a loud growl.

I could feel that she's trying to catch me if I'm not telling the truth to them. "It's in my bag," I said. "The book I borrowed is in my bag.'' They both exchanged looks. "Can we see that book you borrowed at the library?" she said. I breathe in deeply. "Why do you want to see that book, huh? Is that important to show you the book I borrowed? It's just a book and you shouldn't see it," I said. They both nodded at me. Our professor has arrived so we became silent inside the classroom. I breathed deeply again and whispered, "Thank God for saving me today. They didn't see that there's no book I borrowed at the library."

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

Max Girard — Harold's stepbrother, slung one of his three bags round his neck, making it from behind him like an hunch. He bent and picked up one of the two bags left in his hands and with his free hand, wheeled the third bag behind him. He wasn't oblivious to the fact that Harold didn't have as much clothes as he did meaning they had all fit in one bag, but he didn't care. They both lived different lives. He lived the life of a to-be-alpha while Harold lived that of a nobody.