Story Driven Novels & Stories

Blake. Blake didn’t like being late. Not because he cared about rules—Maverick High’s staff wouldn’t dare punish him considering how much money his father pumped into the school every year—but because he preferred to arrive on his own time, under his own terms. Today, however, he had decided to drive himself to school instead of letting one of the drivers take him. His father had just added another luxury car to their collection, sleek and powerful, and Blake needed to show it off.

My heart both ached and burned with resentment. Once upon a time, she'd been my whole world—the happiness I'd chased for five years before finally winning her over. But now, everything felt like a dream that was completely shattered. She sobbed, looking ever so fragile and pitiful. "Babe, don't be mad. This really was just to repay my mentor's kindness. Once I deliver these babies, I'll give you as many children as you want, okay?" I wanted to say no. I wanted to storm out and leave everything behind. But in the end, all those impulses collapsed into a single, inward sigh.

I then noticed a comment in the comment section. "In the original story, Waylon's insistence on marrying Zoe led to a fallout with his parents. Zoe eventually drove the Sorenson family into bankruptcy, causing his parents to age decades in one night and commit suicide by jumping from a building. Their current situation just makes me want to burst into tears."

"Big brother doings, huh?" "Whatever. So how did mum and dad meet?" Aiden asked, looking a bit interested in his parent's 'love' story. 'More like a fuck story.' Jules thought within her. She let out a small giggle then cleared her throat. "Don't worry about that. Uhm, look we're in front of your school." Jules said just as the car pulled up in front of the school gate. Aiden and Maha picked up their bags and jumped out of the car.

I opened my eyes, dylan stopped punching noah, he looked at me in disbelief. He then held my hand the blood of noah touching my skin making it look all read and said, “ come with me.” with that he harshiky pulled me up on my feets and dragged me towards his car and threw me towards the passenger seat and reached towards the dirver seat and started the engine and Crowe the car in full speed.

By hook or crook. ---

“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

She said walking in Jade and I had been friends for along time and she is always here for me. We both love fashion design and so she work at the store with me. She has cream complexion with straight black hair and really nice body structure. She knows me very well and know when something is up with me. "It's Carlos again, he came back yesterday and he's gone today again for three days, he hired a new driver without telling me and he gave him order to only take me to work and straight home" I said frustrated.

“Wala, Doc. Walang wallet o kahit ano pa man na dala.” “Paano na natin ngayon malalaman ang pagkatao niya? By the way, kailangan natin ‘tong i-report sa pulis na nakabangga ka.” “Doc, I can't report this. Sabi mo, wala namang damage sa utak niya base sa CT scan results. Besides, malaking intriga ito kapag nagkataon. Ayokong maging dahilan pa ‘to ng pagkabulilyaso ng upcoming movie ko. Alam mo naman ang media. Ayaw n’yo naman sigurong dumugin din kayo ng media rito.”

"While others have gotten a bit more...visceral with their rivalry epithets. One thing's for certain, though - when these two alphas share the same stretch of tarmac, lightning is guaranteed to strike!" The screen flares with a rapid-fire sequence of still images - snapshots capturing our most intense moments of physical and psychological confrontation. Every salacious angle and compromising visual dissected for maximum discomforting impact. I squirm anew as I take in the entire incendiary tapestry of our escalating blood feud on full salacious display.