Novel & Cerita The Life Changer Jamb Novel Audio

" I caught the bewildered looks from the Harris family as I fished out my new ID from my pocket. "Whitney Shaw?" James uttered the name he saw. "You've changed your name?" "Exactly. I'm not Emma. I'm Whitney. Five years back, I got into a car crash. When I came to, I was trapped in Emma's body." "I watched her suffer at your hands, especially yours," I added, glaring at Chester with an icy stare. "You're the nastiest kid I've ever met." Chester flinched. I did not care to comfort him and pressed on. "For two years, I endured. Then one day, Emma whispered to me, 'Whitney, I can't take it anymore. Take over for me, will you? Look after them for three years?'

The King and Queen smiled and began talking to their sons as Jenna listened. After everyone was done chatting, the three of them excused themselves and headed back to the lake. Jenna smiled as she picked up a stone and skipped it across, and both men joined her, “ So if you could choose a life, Jenna, what would it be?” asked Clay. Jenna sighed, “ You know, my whole life just changed. In this timeline, I’m not even sure what I’d want, and if we change this timeline, I reckon everything in mine would be completely different. So honestly, I’m not sure.”

It was running on a loop and between snatches of dead air I heard a whispering voice. going to change my life I sat and stared. Then, on impulse, I reached out—my hand amazingly steady—and picked the camera up, to the hissing tune of: “This is it, going to change my life . . . ”

From being abandoned by my fiancée, to being attacked online, to getting kicked out by my landlord. I spoke through tears, my voice breaking more than once, on the edge of collapse. The man, Draven Charlton, listened quietly the whole time without interrupting me. Only after I finished did he slowly slide a blank sheet of paper and a pen toward me. "Write the word 'OK.'" My hand trembled as I picked up the pen. On the paper, I wrote the two letters that had destroyed everything, then handed it back to him, hoping, almost begging, for an answer, one that could somehow save me.

He shook his head in disbelief as he prepared to depart. Only then he truly realized how fragile life was, how in a matter of seconds, someone could die. In that very moment, there were only two people in his mind. He needed to fix things. Javier promised himself that he had to make it right with both of them. * * * (*) Read Clarabelle Summers's story in "Taming The Feisty Heiress" (or also known as "Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits" - available on GoodNovel!

As a matter of fact, being with her felt comfortable and grounding. On the night of my official enrollment, Mom called. She told me that Maya had died. The court case was about to start, but Wayne couldn’t resist gambling one last time and lost badly. Unable to pay the debt, he secretly handed Maya over to loan sharks, and she didn’t make it. After hanging up, I let out a sigh. Beside me, Jane asked curiously, “What’s wrong?” I turned to her, smiling. “It’s nothing important. “I heard you’re still single. Do you think I might have a chance?”

“Hazel seems convinced you won’t hurt her. She even threatened me, asking me to let her go.” As she spoke, she pressed the speakerphone button. Sam’s furious voice came through the phone. “Hazel, let Isla give you the punishment you deserve!” They were the exact words as in my previous life, and it made my mind go blank. So, even after being reborn, I still couldn’t escape dying at their hands. And this time, it was even more humiliating. With all ten fingers forcibly broken, I didn’t even have the strength to scream anymore. I lay limp on the ground like a dying fish.

I just can't control my happiness! Regardless, so many things have been changed; Rhea got 3 years of jail for her crime, and having no license for the guns she was carrying, she later sent to a mental asylum for treatment after some police guards found her scratching and biting herself like a wild animal and trying to kill some women criminals in the jail. She was mad over Karan and only we know this. Her husband Rajeev apologized to us for the last time before he took Ronnie and Jia to London to start a new life.

My hands trembled as I tore open the packaging. Inside lay a severed right hand and a voice recorder that was still playing. A broken, aged voice wheezed from the electronic device. It was faintly distorted and interspersed with eerie and indistinct clattering sounds. The sheer agony behind the sounds painted a grim picture of Mom's twisted struggle, as though her last breath and blood were expelled together. "Hun… ter…" This word alone carried countless emotions. I numbly forced myself to listen to her final message over and over again.

Even though he said not to scream he wants me to because if I don't he'll hurt me more until I have no choice but to scream. He takes one hand and in one big motion he spins the wheel my eyes can't adjust quickly enough to the spinning room and I quickly become dizzy but I can hear Robbie shuffling through the knives. "I'm feeling lucky tonight, let's hope you're lucky too". He says and I crumble at his words because I've never been lucky in my entire life.