Story Script Novels & Stories

I would like to know why he suddenly asked me to create a story! He didn't even orient me! I close my eyes, and then suddenly, some idea pops up in my mind. I smile brightly and start to type the story. Our first meeting inspires the story that I will present to him. I'll make it a very angsty one, and he will be the leading guy then dies in the end. It's a story about the hero and heroine falling in love together when they first meet inside the elevator after an accidental kiss. But, unfortunately, the guy didn't know that the girl he met was a part of a mafia clan and one of the candidates to be the mafia boss's mate.

Rosie laughed until her sides hurt and her eyes teared up. "You? The sole heir to Langley Group? I'll have you know that the sole heir to Langley Group is the owner of Cascadia Hotel and the fiancee of my brother, Adrian Shaw!" she declared imperiously. "You know what? You don't even have to get your so-called billionaire father over. "Go on and call your fiance over, if you can. Have him teach us a lesson, why don't you? Look at you spinning such ridiculous lies at the drop of a hat. You're nothing but a joke!"

Now, finally, her friend is free from all humiliation and suffer. Kylie Brown smirk, "You think I don't know, you dare to stay out at night and don't come back so I already guessed it, you must get some help for your so-called lover to cancel your adoption. That's why you become this bold. But don't worry I make you in my foot again." Hahaha!!

I picked up the script and started reading it. ***

The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes. The movie ended in two hours , nafisa and fawaz were already sleeping. Khadija sigh before joining them. They woke up around four in the evening, prayed and they sat talking. "Naffy, it is getting late. Let me get going " Khadija said to nafisa . "Okay"She replied and run off to her room. She got chocolate cake, and chocolate biscuits for fawaz, then Khadija's favorite square veil. The house felt empty, just like her an empty soul when her husband left her. she flipped through the cartoon channel , sighing heavily. She missed her husband.

There was no way she'd cry over a bastard like Connor. … Sylvie was the type to get over things quickly. The next morning, in a bid to finish her mission as soon as possible, she couldn't wait to text Connor, asking, "Are we doing it tonight?" "Are you that much of a shameless woman?" Connor replied within seconds. Sylvie waited for a few minutes. She could see that he was typing a message. Eventually, she got a response. "Wash up and wait for me." Sylvie smirked. After just two more times, she could leave Connor at last. Thrilled at the thought of finally reuniting with Damian, she wanted to celebrate by opening a bottle of red wine.

Mithran asked in amusement. "You really want to know? Great!" Drishti took a chair next to Mithran and started narrating a story about how some goons kidnapped her for ransom, and how Shravan came to rescue her as her knight in shining armor, and how he swept her off her feet and how they fell in love. Shravan closed his eyes in disbelief. "Was drama in your life not enough that you made the story too dramatic?" Shravan asked, and Drishti pouted.

"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.

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Beside her, Sion was furiously scrubbing his neck with a wet wipe, looking less like a shark and more like a man who had survived a battle with a condiment factory. "The narrative is simple," Sion said, his voice clipped as he ignored the fact that he was currently shirtless, waiting for Marcus to meet them with a fresh suit. "We met months ago. You’re an aspiring entrepreneur—which isn't a lie, considering the restaurant—and we’ve been keeping it private because I’m... well, me. Today was supposed to be our 'public debut,' but we had a clumsy accident in the parking lot. It shows I’m not perfect. It shows I’m human."