The Do Over Book Novels & Stories

I stated, making sure not to reveal any care about what I did. Even this time when everything was changing, Dave never changed. He had always reminded me of the fact I am an Omega at every slightest chance he got, and the fool that I used to be would think he was doing me a favour. That was all the reason I endured everything for five years, only to meet my demise. “If there is nothing left to discuss, I would take my wife back inside,” Azriel's voice echoed before anyone could raise concern. He stretched his hand to me, a faint smile on his face. “Wifey, let's go.”

To repay Victor for saving my life, I gave up a brilliant career as one of America's finest neurosurgeons and willingly became his trophy wife. For seven years, Victor lavished money on me and treated me with bone-deep tenderness. Yet his obsessive rules suffocated me. Every other week, I had to subject my scalp to agonizing bleach treatments to keep my hair icy platinum. I had to bathe in a discontinued Venetian white iris perfume. And I had to wear a fake beauty mark at the corner of my right eye. I once mistook it all for the obsessive devotion of a Mafia Don. Then, on the eve of our wedding of the century, I found a wall covered with portraits of another woman. The measurements of my gow

The pages were filled with my old foolish words. [Helped him sort his ledgers today, and he said my handwriting was clear. I was happy all night.] [He wore the shirt I gave him. Maybe he feels differently about me?] By contrast, his actions were despicable. “I know I was wrong.” Vincenzo’s voice was raw and hoarse. “I know. I just want to make it right and start over. Can I?” “No.” Leonardo’s refusal was absolute. “Some harm, once done, can never be undone. Your regret is just a burden to Ella.”

It was too exhausting to hate someone, and I didn't want to waste my energy on him anymore. I was just thankful I had left. I was grateful for my new life, my new business, and the new people around me. One night, Carlos and I were sitting on the balcony looking at the stars when he suddenly asked me, "Do you have any regrets? About what happened?" I thought for a moment, then shook my head. "I have no regrets," I said. "If those things hadn't happened, I wouldn't know how strong I am, and I wouldn't know how I deserve to be treated."

A scalding drop of wax splattered onto the back of my hand, causing me to yelp in pain. My parents turned their heads, their eyes brimming with undisguised disgust. "Why are you so clumsy all the time?" barked my dad. I remained silent, but inside, I was bubbling with excitement. That was because I had been reborn, flung back to my birthday. In Doreraford, everyone had heard about Andrea Jordan, the delicate darling of the city.

Did she indirectly ask me to give it a chance again? "It'll hurt you, Karan. You can't move on in life with Meera's memories. She is gone. She never tried to know how you passed the days without her. Her illustrations will keep hurting you until you get over her", she holds my neck and pulls my face close to her as our noses bump into each other. "I don't wanna get over her", I whisper, witnessing the notion into her eyes. "And I don't wanna get over you", she replies as her lips touch mine like a gentle breeze. I can't react to it as it was too fast. She just touched her lips with mine.

Emma later went upstairs to her brother's room. James' room was filled with things that he had insisted on carrying from Mina's place. He adores his things and wishes to take them with him wherever he goes. Emma faked a gasp seeing the room. On the bed, the blankets were covered by plushies and coloring books while color packs were laid on the nightstand unevenly. Mina had spoiled him a lot. Emma began to organize her brother's belongings. She placed the plushies on the bed, and neatly stacked the coloring books and packs on the nightstand. When she finished, she stood back and felt a warm wave of nostalgia wash over her.

Once again, Rossi stayed out all night with Bianca Moretti. When I confronted him, he had me confined to my room. That was when I learned to be good. When I caught him on a date with Bianca, I no longer demanded answers like a madwoman. When Bianca stole the spotlight at a banquet, I willingly poured her wine and faded into the background. I would even hand over the Donna position I had dreamed of to her. All because I had been reborn. In my previous life, once his first love returned, the Don I loved had eyes for no one but Bianca. I fought with him again and again, wearing down what little affection he had left, and all it earned me was his disgust. In the end, to secure the Family's inter

BOOK 2----THE SEX DOCTOR (HIS SUBMISSIVE)18+ (Prologue) I was used by the person I loved so much, I was murdered by my ex boyfriend that I never wanted back, I was raped and humiliated by two men...whom never got punished for their crimes. Everything I wanted in life never came true and do you know why? Because I can never have everything in life but nobody says that I can't have my revenge on people who used me.

The memories of being humiliated and abused by that sleazy rich woman and her thugs in my previous life resurfaced in my mind. My body started to shake. I watched Elaine take the check the man handed her and walk away without looking back once. The messages exploded across my vision. [You should've listened and run when you had the chance. At least getting auctioned off by Yvette would've been better than this. You're done for! These people have a blood feud with Yvette. Honestly? You'd be better off ending it yourself than waiting for what comes next.] My chest was heaving, but I forced myself to hold the scarred man's gaze.