Story Check Novels & Stories

“He has no reason to. You're so careful about what you say that sometimes I think you're more afraid of him than I am. The black eyes gleamed. — What do you think of my brother? I bet you're scared to death of him too. — Enough, Nizea . Fleur remembered it was the teacher and rose with authority . “You're getting too sassy. I better go. His voice shook. “I didn't mean to be bold. It's just that when we're away from school, it's hard to think of you as my teacher. I consider her one of my friends. Fleur couldn't resist the praise and the sincerity with which it was said: “If you want me to stay with you, we need to do something. — I wrote a story last night. My leg was hurting and I couldn't

"Ishh, I want to tell you. Listen!" "What story? About your ex again? Haven't moved on from him yet?" Evi had guessed first. Lately, Dita had been talking about her ex, whom she had dumped for cheating on her while she was still dating him. Dita was the one who decided, she was also the one who was gamon. "No, I've moved on," Dita lied. In fact, she still loves and hopes that her ex will return to her. "Good. So, what's the story?" Evi asked, adjusting her sitting position comfortably.

This is my first English novel and has a grammar mistake and two Pov's in a single chapter. Read at your own will but I gurantee you if you ignore the mistake then you will love the plot and how the story will go. This novel is full of suspense, Romance, Thrill and amazing twist. You all will loved it. Again I'm repeating please ignore grammatical mistakes and this story has many Pov's. Its not a long story. You all will loved it.

Det stood frozen for a second before the receiver slipped from his fingers and clattered onto the desk. 'Who was that?' "Who was that?" Pol echoed, his voice sharp with suspicion. Det forced his face into a mask of calm, bringing a hand to his chin. "No one. A business-related issue," he lied... Elsewhere: ( Krit's POV) His eyes slowly fluttered open to pure darkness. His head throbbing really hard. Aching like none before. And his veins pulsing like hell. " Argh." He groaned. Grabbing his head slightly.

appears at the very bottom of the void. NOTE 1,000,000: THE STORY OF THE OUTCAST IS OVER. THE STORY OF THE DAUGHTER IS... [LOADING].

Layla seemed to understand and tried to comfort her, “Honestly, they’re all the same. While I was abroad for a while, my husband found someone else, too. “But the funny thing is, he pretended to be poor the whole time. He was terrified that the woman would only want him for his money. “He’s actually a CEO, yet he ate cheap takeout with her every day. I actually felt sorry for him.” My mother forced a smile and asked, “Really? What ended up happening to that woman?” Layla shrugged. “I think she had a daughter. He had fake wedding papers made for her. She’s probably stuck in some rundown place now. “She’s quite pitiful, too, honestly. My husband even told her he was some kind of undercover age

Elena's POV I checked myself out of the hospital, then went to the police station to report on my injury and Vito's crimes. After doing all that, I was exhausted, so I dragged my tired body home. However, after entering the passcode several times, I kept getting an error message. I had no choice but to knock and call out. The next second, a bucket of ice water poured down from above, drenching me completely. I cried out from the cold, and my body was trembling uncontrollably.

I found myself sitting in the passenger seat of his SUV while he drove us towards the city. The silence between us was thick enough to choke on. I kept my eyes fixed on the passing buildings outside the window and pretended he wasn't there. Unfortunately, pretending Jace Calloway didn't exist had never worked particularly well for me. "We need a story," he said, and I looked over at him. "A story?" "A relationship timeline," I laughed humourlessly. "Right. Because that's the logical next step after blackmail." His jaw tightened, but he ignored the comment. "People are going to ask questions. We need answers that sound believable. "I looked back out the window. "Fine. Tell me how our great lo

I tried to be empathic. "What happened?" I asked. Celie came and placed some ice in our drink. "Good news," she said. "If you're fired, here have some ice for the burn." "Leave her alone!" I exploded. Karmen slumped down again, resting her head on top of her folded arms like grade-school girls do during detention. From down there, she narrated what had happened.

His hand on my face is gentle, his eyes are filled with love, and yet my sex is throbbing from the beating it is taking. This is love… Stace style. “So, you know the plan?” Stace asks me for the tenth time as he sits on the end of the bed watching me. “Yes,” I reply as I stuff my shoes into the overnight bag. “Tell me what it is.” “I already told you.” “Tell me again.” I roll my eyes in frustration. “I walk into the bank, withdraw all of our money, and then I get into the waiting cab.” He nods. “Then what?”