The Girl Who Left The Script Novels & Stories

I would have never left her alone in the office, I would have taken her with me and dropped her at the apartment. She seems fine and told me to leave her to complete her task. Scarlett is stubborn if she wants to. The minute I left the office, it felt like something is going to happen and it is not good but I ignored that feeling but when I received Zay's frantic call crying and asking if I know where Scarlett is then that moment I felt like someone stabbed me. My surroundings started spinning .there is nothing to feel like that, maybe she went somewhere, or maybe she got stuck in the traffic but the feeling which I got when I left the office is now coming back and in full force and made me

After she tucked me in and kissed my forehead, she left. I couldn't sleep. I was hungry. and sad but I made no attempt to grab any snacks, so I started to stalk Justine’s I*******m Account. His last post was 10 days ago on a beach ,somewhere in spain. The caption reads ‘Happy’ and he seems happy. He was smiling widely, showing his abs to the world; I'm sure his smile would reach his eyes if they were not covered by blue shades. When I was touching his face on the screen, my phone rang in the quiet and dark room, startling me. It was Isa, probably to tell me how practice went and how she would leave me to be with her new fake and glamorous friends. So I did the only thing I knew too well, I i

She's only coming today because her agent told her last week to come and have a look at the new script. She went straight to Marcus's office on the third floor, "Coming," Marcus said. As Sienna walked in, she discovered two tall, pretty ladies standing in the office. Upon her arrival, the two ladies sized her up and looked away scornfully. Sienna felt uncomfortable being sized up like that, and she said straight to Marcus, "Marcus, I'm here to look at the script." Marcus nodded and said to the two girls, "you can leave now. I'll keep you posted on any updated news." The two girls nodded, one of the girls deliberately bumped Sienna in the shoulder when leaving, probably because she thought Si

She couldn’t stop watching. Every night after the shutdown protocol. Every stolen moment when the cameras weren’t watching her back. She’d plug in the drive, headphones locked tight, and open one file at a time. Her breath always caught on the same one. A girl, Subject 01, 01sitting in a chair, refusing to answer the doctor’s question: “Do you believe the world can love you as you are?” And the girl said, voice cracking: “I don’t think I was built for that.”

"I'm good. Just track the event. Send some cash to their official account." *** Vera stared at her phone and screamed. "Where'd this rich dude come from? He just dropped millions into our account!" Across from her, the woman rocking a baby smiled. "Shh. Nina just fell asleep." "Oops, my bad." Vera dropped her voice, leaning in to peek at Nina's rosy cheeks. "She's growing up so fast." Nina had come into Noemi's life right after surgery—this tiny, wide-eyed girl in an orphanage full of strangers. Noemi saw those eyes and thought of the child she lost. That was it. Her mind was made.

What the hell was she doing here? "Alyssa," she spat. "Why didn't you just die in that delivery room? Do you know what happened after you came back into his life? Scott threw me away like garbage. I got fired. My cards were frozen. I lost everything. All because of you!" I hadn't even seen the knife in her hand until she stepped forward, one slow footfall at a time, blade gleaming under the fluorescent lights. Panic crawled into my chest. "What does any of that have to do with me?" I blurted. "I told him everything. I stepped aside—didn't that give you two the perfect chance? Don't be stupid!"

Adaeze lined them up and delivered an ultimatum: “Two will leave today. The rest stay. Those who remain understand this—Echelon is not a family. It is not friendship. It is fire. And fire consumes the weak.” The room trembled with silence. One girl began to cry, mascara streaking down her face. Another tried to protest but was silenced with a glance. When Adaeze called the names, Promise’s heart thudded like a drum. But her name was not spoken. Relief surged through her body, followed quickly by guilt. She had survived, but at what cost? Two girls walked out, their heels clicking like funeral drums. The door shut behind them, final as a coffin lid. Promise’s stomach twisted. Is this what bel

Cain walked over, lifted his hand, and tucked the strand behind her ear. Seraphine looked up, eyes rimmed red, nose pink, but a small smile at the corner of her mouth. I knew that smile. The omega girls back in Silver Mane who'd play helpless in front of me and run off to tattle the second I turned around all wore that exact face. “Cain, you're too good to me…” Her voice wobbled. “It's all my fault. Because of me, Elara was struck from the rolls, her bloodline cut. It's all my fault…”

Her jewels—sold out. Even the smallest object she had ever touched was gone. He had nothing left, nowhere to turn.He had nothing left, nowhere to grieve. That familiar, suffocating panic surged through him again. Suddenly, he remembered the backyard. Isabella had spent a few days there—quiet, secluded, forgotten. He rushed there in a panic. As soon as he stepped into the yard, he saw desolation and ruin. He gasped. The room contained only two thin blankets and a few sets of maid's clothes.

However, I was not that same girl anymore. After everything she did, the fact that I was not already strangling her was me being calm. Marilyn's expression cracked. "Elizabeth Warren, what's that supposed to mean? You call me your best friend every day, and now, I'm suddenly an outsider? Fine. If that's how you feel, I'll leave!" With red eyes, she stormed out of the dorm. I let out a long breath as her figure disappeared down the hallway. Then, I packed up my things as fast as I could and took a taxi straight home.