The Stand Novels & Stories

she blotted out. With that, I stood up to where she was seated, and I lifted her jaw, which resulted in her looking me in the eyes, So I said, "Whether you like it or not, the night we had will be repeated countless times, and there is nothing, I mean nothing you can do about it, and never let it out of your head that I, Dante Blaze is the man you had a one night stand with and trust me, I will make you mine," Saying this, I saw the fear in her face, and then I freed her jaw from my hand.

She cried helplessly as she watched her mother connected to various medical equipment. "Mom, I've failed you. I couldn't even raise money for your surgery." Layla cried. "Miss Layla?" She heard someone calling her and she turned to the source of the voice. She wiped her tears as she asked with caution. "Who are you?" "Kingsley Steinfeld." He responded. "What do you want from me?" She asked. "Our boss would like to speak with you." He said. "Your boss? Who's your boss?" She asked and Kingsley smiled.

"Am Adrian, Oh, forgive my bad manners, am Madison, That was a mistake, I know where we can take this, it's positive, I'm pregnant, Adrian that's my baby daddy" Everything from five years ago became clear in my head, I had a one-night stand with a stranger and he happened to be Adrian, my ex-boyfriend's best friend. My head began to ache, I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't understand everything, and my world began to darken as I felt myself slip to the floor. ********* Everyone was wearing black, sunglasses in their eyes, different roses in their hands as we watched Xavier's coffin being laid in the ground. My heart broke knowing I would never see Xavier or hear his voice, I wish time co

The text read: CRITICAL EMERGENCY. PATIENT REACTION DETECTED AT 08:42 PM. CYTOKINE STORM SECONDARY STAGE ACTIVE. HEARTRATE ACUTE SPIKE: 184 BPM. DEFIBRILLATOR PROTOCOL STANDBY. THE DONOR IS REJECTING THE FILTER. Alexander's heart is failing, and Vivian has just discovered that her true identity is the ultimate weapon that will destroy his empire. Will she flee the city to save him from corporate ruin, or will she rush back to the medical wing to witness the final, explosive collision of his survival?

My chest tightened painfully,did my mate just leave me? I hugged myself tightly trying to steady my breath and my spiraling thoughts because I was almost about to run mad . He didn't ask for my name, he didn't ask for my number and it was obvious he didn't recognize me , he didn't even say anything about us seeing again. Did he just have a one night stand with me and disappeared. Well he must be the biggest joker of the century, I thought to myself as I steadied myself and stepped out of the library heading to my room to pack my things.

Sebestain's POV The little girl’s lips parted, her eyes sparkling with the innocence of someone about to reveal the one truth I needed. My heart stalled in my chest as I waited for her to speak. But before she could say a word, a sharp voice cut through the air. “Sara.” The name cracked like a whip. I flinched, my head snapping up. We hadn’t noticed the figure standing just beyond the elevator doors. Vanessa.

I told her. She stared at me, speechless, lips trembling, mouth gaping. "That's a giant ass rock," she finally spat out, making me chuckle. I took her shaking hand, trying to still her as she bounced up and down on the same spot. When I finally got her to stand still, I looked her in the eye, steeled my nerves and said, “Jack’s going to stand in for me. Kumicho. Ill Padrino. Whatever the fuck they need to call him. He'll be Chance Winston. He’s already agreed. No one outside the inner circle will know it’s not me. Meanwhile, you and I will go back to our normal lives. What do you say?"

Somewhere out there, Richard Sterling was almost certainly already planning his next move, Damien Cole already receiving new instructions, the war Alexander had spoken of far from finished. But for tonight, at least, Elena allowed herself to simply sit there, her hand in his, and let the fear rest for a little while. Tomorrow, there would be time enough to fight again. But tonight, in the quiet of his office, with the whole city glittering beyond the glass, Elena let herself believe — just for a while — that whatever came next, she wouldn't be facing it the way she'd faced everything before this. Not alone. Not from behind a carefully constructed wall of self-sufficiency she'd spent years mi

They had barely done anything. Thankfully, the ambulance arrived, and the doctors who came in took over. The mother and child went to the hospital just to be on the safe side. Everything was fine, and they were back before noon. It took some time for everything to sink in. No one had expected the baby to come out just like that. All the kids practically surrounded the crib and talked to the baby boy trying to make him laugh. And so, they went on with their lives. New city. New homes. New families. New friendships. New babies. New commitments. New company. A whole new promising future. And all that because a one-night-stand did not go as it should have.

“Are you totally sure about this huge decision? He’s very intense, man. And that family of his? They are serious trouble constantly.” I opened my mouth to quickly answer him, but something cold instantly slid down my spine. The hairs on my neck strongly stood up. Someone was close—too close for comfort. I looked up sharply and there he was. Stan. He stood silently at the end of the table, pale, his eyes dark and intensely locked on me. He looked like he sincerely wanted to speak but absolutely couldn’t find the right words. My stomach violently twisted with anxiety. Painful memories of the attack quickly flickered in the back of my mind, sharp and fast, and my body instantly tensed up before