The Ones That Got Away Book Novels & Stories

Engow blushed and left the cabin. In a flash, both their attentions was shifted to the ragged book on the hay. Cwena ran her hands softly over the book, trying to open it again. She tapped ever edge, and corner. She ran her fingers all over the book just like she'd done before but nothing happened. The book failed to open. “I guess Sir Oswic will have to answer our questions himself on Monday.” ** Chief Inspector Eallric Hancey's telephone went off.

The image of Gabriella leaving in an ambulance couldn't stop replaying in my head and I found out she got fired which I expected but secretly hoped would not happen. Mia hadn't stopped laughing and making uncomfortable comments about my sister but she shuts up when I snapped at her but not before asking me if I was oka and truthfully, I wasn't okay. Unfortunately for 'AT' they got disqualified and lost their second position to 'SOUL' fashion whilst 'ZARA' came third. "Gabrielle sweetie, we made it!" My mom's high pitched squeal breaks me out of my thoughts and I give her tight smile in response.

She sat on the chair on the other side of the table and brought out a pen. "The issue of property and business merger...." "My lawyer is on standby and will discuss everything with you" she said placing the card on the table. She quickly signed the documents and left. Outside she breathed a sigh in relief, she was finally free from that prison. She got into the car and drove off.

"Do you think I don't read or something? I'm actually fond of reading." "Well, it's a surprise that you like reading," Aria said. "But it's even more of a surprise that you like reading romance books! How come you like them?" "I just do," he shrugged his shoulders. "And this particular book caught my attention because it dives into partner abuse." "Yeah," Aria excitedly said. "I thought that it was going to be a typical love story, but once I reached the end, I got goosebumps after I realized what the title meant. It felt incomplete yet complete at the same time, you know?"

Even as I sat at my desk, I still wasn’t sure how I had managed to escape from his grasp. A coworker slid over to my side when she saw me. "Aren’t you supposed to be registering your marriage this afternoon? Did I see that wrong, or do you just love work that much?" I rubbed my temples and shrugged at her, too drained to explain. Another email sat in my inbox. It was from the same sender who had sent the chat logs. The message was simple. It contained a single candid photo of a woman in a white dress pulling a suitcase through the airport Along with it was a short note:

"Tell me, if I were to jump off the roof, would my body look ugly when it hits the ground? But you always said… you don’t like ugly women…" The wind howled through the phone. Shawn hesitated. At that moment, I shook off his hand, got into a taxi, and never looked back. Shawn froze for a split second. Then, as if possessed, he sprinted toward the car.

“Jane, I’ve already punished Ashley for you. She’ll spend the rest of her life in prison and will never bother you again! Even if you want the Roth Group, I can hand it over to you right now. Just turn back and look at me!” I cut him off. “Sean, give it up. I told you before. This is the end for us. I hope from now on that you’ll leave me alone.” I tossed out the words lightly, not sparing him another glance, and had security escort him out. The light in his eyes died instantly. He tried to chase after me, but the crowd swallowed him up. All he could do was watch as I walked farther and farther away. When the show ended, heavy rain poured down, washing away all the filth and ugliness.

I, Richard Newman, had been together with my girlfriend, Shanine Graham, for a long time. She was very innocent. Even though she had already given me her first time, she remained extremely conservative in bed. Unfortunately for her, I was the kind of guy who liked a little more excitement. I had bought her plenty of sexy stockings and outfits before, but she refused to wear any of them. It left me feeling disappointed, feeling as if something thrilling was missing from my life. One day, Shanine suddenly suggested that we go on a trip to relax. However, the day before we were supposed to leave, she suddenly changed her mind and insisted on bringing her best friend, Phoebe Norton, along.

So why should I just walk away with 50 million? "Sarah Fulton!" Jesse looked at me with disgust as I tore the papers into pieces. "You're pushing your luck. 50 million isn't enough for you? Don't forget how you got into my bed in the first place." His undisguised contempt dragged old memories to the surface. Indeed, I was the other woman who won. I clawed my way past all his lovers and forced out his first wife. When she left, she cursed me viciously, saying that a heartless man like Jesse could abandon me for someone else tomorrow, just as he had abandoned her.

“What’s the point of talking about this now? Whether in my past life or this one, I can never forgive you. The best outcome for us is to never see each other again.” I looked away and clung tighter to Marco’s arm. “Come on.” Marco glanced at me, then at the disheveled figure on the opposite side of the street. Not asking any questions, he gripped my hand tighter. “Alright. Let’s go home.” In the back, the shadow sank to his knees as scattered chamomile petals swirled across the ground in the wind. Still, not a single soul turned back.