Star-crossed Drama Novels & Stories

Jenny said, massaging my hand. “It's OK we got this." "If you say so,” she nodded. We managed to drive closer to the entrance and I'm glad the security was able to stop the crowd from getting too close. "Scarlett, what are you doing at the Cross gala?” " Are you and Daniel planning a reunion?” " What's the true story behind you and Daniel not getting married?” "Is it true that you cheated and ran away?” "Did the Cross have something to do with your Empire's building?”

Luna does that I have no idea how she manages to keep her head on straight. I know Martin I tell him harshly, I am Luna back bone but I am at a loss. We all need Luna but Luna needs us! You know the dirty crew is gonna take whatever they can and step all over Luna! Carmen cant help her, Carmen has a tour shes doing and shes crying she might cry every damn night because of this! So how do we help Luna, wouldn't it be the good team verses the dirty grimy ones! Martin states as he slammed his coffee down on the patio glass table and hot coffee spills all over burning Martin!

she shrieked before falling to the floor, groveling in tears, her dowdy appearance long forgotten. Sterling’s eyes were red with tears. He would have dived for her if it were not for the muscular bodyguards in his way. “Don’t do this, Dee!” he cried. “Don’t debase yourself like this before this Devil’s spawn! He’s below you!” Brendan watched the histrionics unfold with cool, uncaring eyes. God, these two almost deserved a standing ovation! “Ngawww, would you look at these star-crossed lovers! I have got to be the villain for trying to separate Romeo and Juliet like this!”

He pursed his lips and loosen his grip on her hair before walking back and leaving a big distance between the two of them. Agnes' body went mushy and she sat on the ground, gasping. He stared at his wife on the ground before sneering and walking away. "What an unlucky day." He muttered on the wind. Agnes didn't move until he completely disappear from her sight. She gasped again and the sound of cries that she held back for too long resonated against the still wind. It might be an unlucky day for him but she was in her luck. The song that was meant for the children was still there, singing along with her cry. That song, was the mark that means the end of the game.

Jess says, leaning forward, “you gonna survive this Christmas thing? New stepdad, stepbrothers, your mom acting all lovey-dovey?” I sigh, sipping my coffee. “I don’t know. It’s weird. Mom’s never moved this fast with a guy. And these stepbrothers? They are probably jerks.” Jess laughs. “You’re so dramatic. Maybe they’re hot jerks.” I roll my eyes, but my mind flicks to ShadowWolf, his words, that photo. I push it away, focusing on Jess, who’s rambling about her new coworker’s bad haircut. We eat, joke, and for a moment, I forget the stress of the trip, Adrian’s texts, and that creepy shadow last night.

Finally she speaks. "Drake, please, I need to cum again. Untie me so we can fuck properly." You look down at your poor, overused cock. It's going to be a while before you're ready for round three. "Claudia, have you ever heard of Chekhov's gun?" you ask. "No. Is that some kind of Star Trek thing, you lame geek?" "Silly girl. It's a dramatic principle, named after Anton Chekhov, the famous playwright. He said that if you show a loaded gun in the first act, you should use it in the second."

, I breathed out, and she showed no expression on her face, instead she took another bite of the sandwich and did not bother to look at me "Layla, look at me", I pleaded, but she chose to ignore me and look the other way instead, and wiped the tears off her face with her wrist "It's just that...", she paused to think for a second before shrugging her shoulders a little and sniffed. "I don't need any more drama in my life Damon" "What are you talking about?" "I can't do this", she turned to look at me and tears continued to fall from her eyes. "I can't carry on living like this"

“You really need to see the Moon Goddess. We need a Luna to lead this path with you, Alessio. You're strong, but you're not doing it right. Not anymore.” I turned to him slowly. My eyes met his. “Ever since these fools started breaching Silvercrest, have they ever succeeded?” “No,” Diego answered without hesitation. “But it’s getting worse. And one day, they will. You need someone beside you. Someone who can help you calm the storm you carry.” I laughed, but there was no joy in it. “The Moon Goddess has tried, Diego. Maybe my Luna is dead. Or maybe she’s lost. So tell me, why keep wasting time? What now? Have you joined my father in his little fantasy?”

She wanted revenge. "Okay," she said quietly. "I'll help you." Charlie's eyes widened. "Really?" "Really." She extended her hand. "But I have conditions. We do this my way. We don't rush. We don't take unnecessary risks. And when it's over—" she paused, her voice hardening, "—when Arthur is destroyed, you walk away. No power plays. No backstabbing. We're done." Charlie took her hand. His grip was firm. "Agreed." They shook on it. And somewhere in the darkness of the warehouse, the first domino of Arthur Vance's empire began to fall.

I can’t deny that this murdered has a beautiful voice. “To… to my pack” I say, the words barely audible. “I don’t think so” I hear him say, “You crossed the territory” “She didn’t mean to” Felix says, stepping forward to try and get me. “One more step and you’ll belong here too boy” the man says. Felix retracts his step. “I’m hardly in your territory” I try but know it’s no use. The grip on my wrist tightens and I know I’ll bruise.