Novel & Cerita The Big Story

"You must be a long-time fan of this novel. You're late to the party, though—the plot has already completely derailed!" "In any case, we're fully on board with the supporting male lead and the big shot being a couple! Zoe and Jaiden can do whatever they want!"

Suhani left the phone and stormed toward her sister with a pillow. Far away in A Big Mansion Two men were sitting together and having breakfast. “Doesn’t the newspaper have any other news than this bullshit wedding?” One young man of age 29 almost spoke to his father. “It's big news indeed. Two major groups are getting involved here. The son of the biggest industrialist is getting married with the daughter of the biggest businessman.” In his mind, the young man thought, “What bullshit.” But he replied by saying, “Yeah. Indeed, good news. The lawyer is getting his judge.”

"A misunderstanding, huh?" I smirked coldly. "Fine. Since it's supposed to be a surprise for me, let's enjoy it properly." I pulled out my phone and connected it via Bluetooth to the 75-inch TV in the living room. "It just so happens that I have a video of how you two were busy 'decorating the apartment for a romantic surprise' for me. Let's all take a look." The very next second, the massive TV screen displayed a scene too salacious for public viewing.

“You know, I heard the biggest news today.” Despite myself, a sweet smile broke across my face, trying my best to look and sound intrigued. “What’s that?” “Millicent and the big boss are an item.” “The big boss?” As far as I was concerned, there were a ton of big bosses in this behemoth. Could he be more specific? I arched an eyebrow, a crease forming on my forehead. I gazed at him, urging him to let the big news out already. “Mr McCullen.”

×××× [CHANNEL 37B2 — AJAX NEWS REPORT] This was an entrance and I had to make sure everyone felt it. Natasha had practically yelled at me in the car, telling me to go big, to milk every second of this, to make sure the world knew I was alive and that Conrad Basquire’s empire of lies was crumbling. The headlines had been insane already “The Heiress Rises From the Dead,” “Deal With the Devil? She is Back,”people were already spinning stories and I intended to make good use of this social media heat.

Wow , so we want to know more about this ,I mean how long it lasted ,why you broke up,stuffs like that,I mean that's if you don't mind" she pointed out "Well um , I don't mind" a sigh excaped my lips. I guess I'm actually doing this " but I must warn you the details are long,ours was a very long one,I'm not sure we have the time for it" "Oh,that's okay sweetie.today's show is a very special one and since it's you, we can even spend all the time in the world, listening to your story,cus we love you and want to know you better.plus you are a a great story teller .am I right guys?" She said out loud facing the audience

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

My name was Lola Sinclair, a young wife from a small farming town. My husband, Dominic DeLuca, used to work at a construction site. He was honest, hardworking, and willing to take any job as long as it could keep our family fed. We had two children, a modest home, and a life that was never rich but still peaceful. Then everything changed. Dominic fell from a height at the construction site and badly injured his leg. The contractor responsible disappeared soon afterward, leaving us without compensation. Instead of receiving help, we were forced to cover nearly one hundred thousand dollars in medical expenses ourselves.

"I said stop. No matter what happens to Selena, I'll still love her. She has to take Vera's place and finish this part of the storyline. If she doesn't, fate will put Vera through it instead." His voice never wavered. To me, it sounded like a devil's whisper. Soon after, someone brought in over a dozen silver nails. Even as far gone as I was, the sight of them sent me scrambling backward in blind terror. I was three months pregnant when the hunters took me. I'd planned to tell Rex the good news as soon as the mission was over. He'd always talked about wanting a pup and building a real family together. I thought we had a future.

At this point, you're still blaming a woman? He fell silent, his face turning ashen. After a long pause, he seemed to have made up his mind. "I want to merge everything I have left into the Costa family. From now on, there will only be the Costas. "We could… start over." I looked at him for a long time. Then I smiled. "Antonio." "Yes?" "You've come here with that little collection of assets that's practically bankrupt..." Leaning forward, I rested my chin on one hand and looked at him with interest.