Tangled Plot Novels & Stories

I then did my skin care routine and lay back on the bed, connecting my N*****x account to the 65" television in my room. I specifically played the movie purple hearts on my screen. Since I was a child, I had been fascinated by the concept of love. Unfortunately, my first serious romantic relationship ended tragically. I intended to keep a safe distance from Andrew once we returned to Oklahoma. I had given him the privilege to know and spend time with his children and it was time to put an end to it. However, in order to clear my conscience and maintain my peace of mind, I needed to expose Elena. I couldn't possibly allow her to get her way with Andrew. Over a few minutes, I had come up with

Four Years Later “Madam, we’re sorry, but you can’t have this site,” the lady at the counter said sadly. This was the fourth time this was happening to me, and for a brief moment, I wondered who could be behind it all. Had I wronged anyone in my past that I was unaware of? Because it was glaringly obvious that something was wrong. It couldn’t be a mere coincidence that every site I booked to start my small fashion school was taken from me at the last moment.

he said so calmly and I couldn't even bring myself to respond, not wanting to blurt out anything stupid. "Okay, you know what, let's just watch a movie and eat some popcorn like we usually do," I nodded my head, I felt so stupid to be tense at such a moment. And Justin noticed it. When he proposed a movie and I said, "anything you want is fine with me," I didn't know he would be picking fifty shades of grey. He did that shit intentionally to stimulate me, we were only halfway through the movie when he paused it and turned to face me, his eyes burning in desire as much as mine were for him, we were both seated side by side on the sofa bed and without hesitating, he moved forward to kiss me, t

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The moral dilemma had been simmering beneath the surface for weeks, but it finally broke into the open two days after the gala. Elena and Cassian sat in the study with the full detective report spread across the table between them. The documents were damning clear evidence of Richard’s direct involvement in the accident cover-up, the payments to Mara, and the contingency plans to silence Elena if she ever became a threat.

he explained. I shook my head in disbelief, finding it hard to believe what I just heard. What the fuck was really happening? What sort of conspiracy was all this? "Turn around, and take me back home now," I ordered. As he resumed driving, I turned on my phone to the CCTV in my living room but it was disconnected. The only CCTV working were the rooms upstairs. Something was definitely going on in the house, I could feel it. My hands wanted to squeeze someone's neck so tight. After everything I had done for Lead. He still had the efforntery to betray me.

Pain flickered across Connor's face, and the fight finally ended. Jamie brushed himself off, pulled a folder out of the car, and tossed it at Connor. "Mr. Grayson, I dug up something pretty interesting. Wanna take a look?" Connor opened the folder. As he flipped through it, a look of disbelief appeared on his face. "This can't be true. This is bullshit!" he exclaimed. "You think I'd fall for this crap?" Jamie scoffed. "Do you think I'm lying? Go check it yourself. For someone who talks so much about getting revenge for his mom, you sure didn't care much about her when she was alive."

the three musketeers’ ‘I won’t believe you’, I said, not wanting to see the image she is projecting. ‘Whatever! Believe it or not. Just because you closed your eyes doesn’t mean it’s dark outside. However, I agree she was not part of the plan in the beginning. It all started four years ago. My mother’s bedtime story on her deathbed, made us realize what we are missing. Money. The power that comes with money. But we couldn’t just barge in and take their money. We needed a plan...a well-organized plan. I started working in the company. To get intel. And from there, we acquired the knowledge of Raphael Sinclair’s Achilles heel, Charlotte. So, I befriended her. It wasn’t easy, let me tell you...

I'm currently hungover, laying flat on her bed while she's on top of me, straddling my hips as she explains the events of the movie. "What the fuck?" I respond, my throat feeling dry. "Literally the words that popped up on my screen when they drove two knives into an innocent guy's head." She laughs. "Okay, sold, I'll watch it." I give up my protests. "Many people don't like it, they say it's bad." She trails her index finger along the tattoo on my torso, it's barely a touch, she's just ghosting her finger along the ink but it still makes my skin feel fuzzy, my stomach tightens and my dick twitches.