Swing Time Novels & Stories

She was with him the first time she came here, and now she was alone. However, she wasn’t sad or disappointed. Her body and soul were ruined beyond repair… She was still calm; Silje realized that if a person was in too much pain, it could make that person tranquil. It was a gloomy winter day and too early for the park to be crowded with people. Oddly enough though, the lake was swarming with white swans. Staring at them, Silje suddenly felt something. The white swans… “…” The whiteness of them reminded her of ashes, bringing back the devastation to her heart.

Stay strong stay strong stay strong. I chanted in my head to myself. I felt myself losing my grip of reality, sliding in and out of consciousness. One moment it was just Rose and Emmett standing there, the next it was a paramedic with his pen flashlight blinding me, the next was talking calmly. Then finally when I came to the final time it was Officer Swan sitting in a chair, his deputy badge sitting on the table next to him and his phone pressed to his ear. "Ope, she just woke up, I'll call you back Bells." "Was that Bella?" I asked curiously, grinning as I pushed myself upright.

I blinked, all wide-eyed and innocent. "What are you talking about? I'm not Evelyn Everton. My name's Evelina Everton." Their faces froze as I laid it out. "What, planning to swap my score? Too late. I legally changed my name before the SATs—eighteen, remember? The one who tested was Evelina Everton. "As for Evelyn Everton, the one you messed with? Her family doesn't play nice. Hope you're ready for the fallout."

Hello everyone :)... I want to kindly apologise for delayed update. I was supposed to update in every 2 days but something came up so I am uploading today... Sorry💛💙 ★———————————————★ Sam's POV* It is so cold here? Where I am? I feel I am drowning deep…. I can’t see anything. It is so dark here… I want to get out from here but I can’t move my hand and lags feels like I am paralyzed…

“ I don't know….. I’ve many questions…..what if it doesn't work out between us and we end up breaking up again ? What if he or I felt disinterested in each other after a few months of patching up ? what if something happens and he ends up thinking that he was better alone without me ? what if…. “ “ hold on…… hold on with your ifs “ “ These are minor things, every relationship faces these kinds of phases….and it depends on you guys how you both handle it….” Anbu’s eyes turned softer as she spoke in concern. “ look at me “ Swati looked up at her, “ Have you moved on ?” “ i don’t know, “

Lucy read the highlighted sections: "The key to a successful acquisition is timing. Strike when the target is vulnerable but before they can mount an effective defense. Use leverage points. Family. Health. Financial pressure. Make them want to sell before they realize they're losing." "Brad's telling us their strategy," William said slowly. "They've been weakening us for a year. Every attack, every threat, it's been about making us vulnerable." "So when they finally make their offer, we're desperate enough to accept." Lucy felt sick. "The pregnancy isn't a complication for them. It's the final pressure point." William's phone rang. Rachel Stone. "We found something. The shell company in Swit

As far as I was aware, there would never be a point where I would be allowed past that door. “What happened to keeping a low profile?” Time shrugs, before he stretches. “I’ve had the night to regain a lot of my power back from dragging us around throughout time, so now, I figured I would put a glamour upon myself, and take you out to brunch.” I can’t help but eye him suspiciously. Brunch? It seems so civilised, I almost want to giggle. Having something as simple as brunch with a powerful immortal over a million years before my birthdate, seems like such an odd concept. Yet as I look at Time, he seems unfazed by his own idea. I suppose in the long life he’s lived, he’s come across stranger in

Then, she smiled politely at Angela before turning to leave. But Angela called out from behind them. "Ms. Swanson, I have something else I'd like to say to you." "What could you possibly have to say to her?" Seline was the first to turn around. "Who do you think you are? What gives you the right to talk to us!" "Ms. Swift, I was addressing Ms. Swanson, not you." "You!" Seline was thoroughly enraged and itching to charge up to Angela and grab her by the hair.