The Long Weekend Novel Novels & Stories

My fingerprint had never been given a permanent place in Haiden Buckley's smart lock. He always registered it as temporary access. Whenever he set it up again, he gave me the same reassuring promise. "Come by whenever you want. You're always welcome here." His words sounded generous, yet the result never changed. Whenever I returned to his house, the scanner rejected me with the same message—fingerprint not registered. That day was no different. I stood outside Haiden's front door, watching the scanner flash red after rejecting my fingerprint once again. After staring at it for a moment, I pulled out my phone and called him. Haiden answered almost immediately. His apology came easi

After some minute alone, Bisola settled down, she moved the curtains and Dapo is gone, because his car is no more outside, it was then that she remembered the note that she picked up from the door, she opened it and read it, the note was from Tolani. “Hey friend, I had an urgent call from my Parent at my hometown, thus I might be gone for the whole weekend, I had tried reaching you to inform you, but your phone was switched off, that is why I wrote the letter, thus see you Monday evening.” Bisola heaved out loudly, she checked her bag and bring out her phone, and truly her phone was off, she power on the phone and dropped it on the table, she was glad a bit that her friend is not at home.

******* End Of Season One *****___***** Hello readers, This novel and me, both need a long break, so please don't be made and keep giving your support. After a long break, this novel is going to bring a lot of romance and action, so please stay tuned for the novel's next season.

Maddox came to mine while doing my house chores; I wonder what rich kids like him do during their weekends. Like the usual weekend, I spend more time reading books, especially now that Max is gone, I have no one to play with. I'm almost halfway through my book and plan to finish it today as it's very compelling. I made sure I finished my school assignments last night to rest and do what I want after cleaning. A few pages left when knocks repeat on my door. I'm not expecting any visitors, so I wonder who could be outside my door. "Who is that?" I ask, a little bit screaming. No one answers until another knock follows. CREEPY

My plan was simple: Live like a slacker until Travis became a rich, successful CEO. Then sit back and enjoy life as a pampered young lady. During my major course, I was hiding in the back row scrolling on my phone when the original Jennie’s best friend, Linda Lander, texted me and asked if I wanted to join a mixer party. That’s when I remembered. In the original novel, this was the scene where Nancy flirted with three high-quality male leads at a bar. It caused a ripple across the entire storyline.

"The project at the South Isles is going to end soon, Summer. When are you returning?" I took off my snow goggles and smiled. "Tomorrow." It was Mom's death anniversary next month, so I needed to return to visit her. "Alright, then. The case you reported to the higher-ups earlier about the unauthorized mountain excavation at the old settlement has been quite the sensation. The culprit has been apprehended and sentenced to three years in jail. His name sounds familiar—Benjamin? Benjamin Gray, I think. "I remember him having the same surname as your fiancé, and he's a history professor, too. I can't believe he would do something like this…"

THEA’s POV The next day was a Saturday, and for the first time in months, the newsroom was quiet. I stayed home. This afternoon, the heavy rain outside made the large library feel surprisingly warm and cozy. A large fire was crackling in the stone hearth, casting a soft, orange glow over the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. The sound of rain tapping against the high glass windows was steady and peaceful. I was sitting in the middle of the large plush sofa, my legs tucked under a thick, cream-colored wool blanket. On my lap was a book I had been wanting to read for weeks, a simple history novel that had nothing to do with corporate law, stock markets, or the Sterling family.

BIG ANNOUNCEMENT! For anyone waiting on Sequels for any of my books (Deviant CEO or The Outlaw Series) I just want to tell you that, I’m sorry but they won’t be coming till next year. Every time I start to work on one of them, something important pops up and I end up not having the time. While I know it's only the end of October, I have a very big and exciting project that I need to pour all my time into over the next few months. It's not GoodNovel related, it's something in my personal life, so unfortunately I need to make it a top priority. So, Which means, sadly my work on Good Novel has finished for the year. I wanted to get this book completed before I left and now it is, I will be gone

Smirk sharp as shattered crystal. “Didn’t I give you one just as grand last week? What’s there to envy?” His fingers tightened on her waist, backing her against the wrought-iron pergola draped in jasmine. “Play your part. Don’t slip around Lena. Everything she has? You’ll have it too.” Now I remember. Five nights ago, crimson meteors streaked across New York’s southern skyline, a blood-magic spectacle. He’d texted: “Clan emergency. Working late.”

I nodded. However, the faint unease in my heart did not fully fade. The next morning, when I woke up, Charlie was already gone. On the nightstand sat a glass of warm water and a note. Urgent matter at the office. I'll come back at noon to have lunch with you. The handwriting was neat and precise–just like him. I took a sip of water and picked up my phone. Our group chat was exploding. Rachel: [Holy shit! Have you seen the trending topic?!]