The Stand Novels & Stories

*]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-69977804-4e70-8329-9a00-4b45a911d144-17" data-testid="conversation-turn-432" data-scroll-anchor="false" data-turn="assistant"> They stood there in the living room. Not touching. Not fighting. Not pretending.

“I’ll give you 50,000 dollars a month to be my boyfriend’s substitute. Deal?” A familiar voice asked. It was the young heiress from Belvoria’s elite circle, Bella White. She was standing in front of me with slightly reddened eyes, and I realized I had returned to the past. I instinctively touched my head. My thick hair felt prickly against my hands. My head was not smooth and shaven for chemotherapy. I felt no pain from a brain tumor, nor were there endless medications to take. It was as if the sufferings of my past life had all been a dream.

But he didn't reply to my message. "Are you lost?" A guy asked me. I didn't know what to say so I remained silent. He said, "I can see that you're scared to speak to strangers and there's nothing wrong in that. If you're waiting for someone, go and wait on the stand. Don't stand here. The people who are dancing here might push you and some are drunk too so it's safe to wait over the stand." Even though I'm scared like he said, he's not bad to be scared of. I stood still hearing him.

CHAPTER 6: SEARCHING… ROSWELL MONTEFALCO POV's "It's been a long year. Dude, she still hasn't been found," I said. I took a sip of the wine in my glass. "Forget it bro. It was just a one night stand. I'm sure the girl has already forgotten what happened to the both of you" I shook my head because of what Ivan said. For three years I couldn't get that girl's face out of my system.

“Kael, from the start this was a transaction. My family needed status. You needed a Luna to stabilize your rule. I needed to survive. The transaction is complete. The Bond is severed. We owe each other nothing. That is the best ending.” I pointed toward the gate. “Please leave. This place suits me. I only want peace.” Kael stood there, as if every ounce of strength had been ripped from him. He said nothing more. He only looked at me, deeply, then turned and walked away with heavy steps. At the same moment, miles away, chaos was already erupting before the Pack Hall.

After hours of anxiously waiting for Marcus to arrive, I hear the familiar rapping at my windowsill, and my heart skips a beat before thrumming in excitement. Marcus is here. Without even thinking about it, I jump out of my bed and hurry to the window, flinging it open to the window balcony where Marcus is standing, watching me.

But my eyes wandered briefly over the newspapers and newer magazines the stand owner was getting out for the day. A gasp pulled itself from my lips and vanished in the air. I reached out and grabbed the magazine with Aleksander's face on the front. Youngest millionaire in New York City. My heart dropped through the bottom of my chest as I read the words. "You buying a copy, sweet heart?" The stand owner drawled in a heavy brooklyn accent. Then his eyes wandered over my face and whipped back to the older magazine cover I was splayed across. "Whoa, sign a copy of this for me and you can take this one for no charge."

Sitting on his bed and watching the news, Timothy received a call, but oddly, he felt nothing. “Hello!” Timothy’s voice spoke. “Babe, babe. Where are you? I'm being framed!!! Julia and Joshua are the masterminds behind all of this. These people have dragged me to the police station; please, babe, do something, take me away from here," Stacy exclaimed loudly all at once. She didn't want to take a single breath in this air. Despite her inaction, she was treated like trash and ridiculed. Stacy could not wait for Timothy to take her out of this hell.

" Stanley turned his attention back to the girl inside the cage as it kept twirling slowly. Her face came into his view and although her eyes were covered, he could tell that she was afraid. Her lips were parted in fear as she seemed to be breathing very fast and he saw tears trickling down her face. He was someone who liked to mind his business. He didn't like complicating his life unnecessarily especially when it involved things he believed were illegal. He turned his eyes away from Lana and ignored the way the voices of the lecherous men around him kept on tugging at his heart. The first man that raised his tag, agreeing to pay fifty million dollars for Lana instantly caught Stanley's att

"Of course I know, I'm the manager there!" Zane Stark grinned evilly: "I always see you coming to play roller coasters, swings, build sand houses, and even paint the walls with children. You're still just a kid, baby. deny it again"