The Undoing Novelas e Histórias

I didn’t expect that the mirror would still hunt me by using a disembodied voice, making sure I’d be uncomfortable for the rest of the day since its departure from my bedroom. The cursed thing was really cursed. Maybe I should have thought about it before I hauled it up from a stone box in our excavation site. “Shit.” I massaged my temples and peeled my vision away from the half-finished painting of a nude woman exposing its tits in front of me. “Fine. Fine!” I shouted again, standing up. My attention redirected to the green invitation card resting on top of my work desk. I needed a distraction, that was certain, and the best way to get that was to go to an opening party.

Like it or not, they are tangled together in a web of deceit, danger and desire that will either lead to their downfall or might just be their saving grace. I will give an update here when it becomes available! All the best, Cara Update: Book 2 A Tangled Fate: Bound By Her Betas is up now on the GN App!!

And who wouldn't struggle, with that huge snake wrapped around him! "Almost there! Almost there! You can do it, Li!" Lexie cheered. "I think it's enough, Lex. We've already gotten a lot. You can't finish all of this." Liam said with a complaining tone on his face. The basket for the mangoes was almost full. It would be better if they were all ripe, but it looks like the ones they picked are still unripe!

Later, I learned from reading between the lines that Sean hadn’t ended up with Ashley after all. Perhaps his indecisiveness had made her feel insecure. When he refused to give her the official title she wanted, she took matters into her own hands. She colluded with a rival company to steal critical Roth Group trade secrets and embezzled a large sum of funds. The Roth Group suffered a heavy blow. Its stock once hit the limit-down, and even though it recovered later, the damage was severe. Sean narrowly avoided being voted out by the board and sank into a depression. After that, he dismissed every woman around him and began frantically searching for me across the globe.

“This stays in this room. Tunde died of a stroke. A family tragedy. We deal with his allies quietly, surgically.” “Or,” Mimi said, “we burn it all down. We take this public. Expose The Iron Circle, the conspiracy. It would be a scandal that could shatter the company.” “And it would make our child a target forever,” William replied, the CEO and the protector at war. “A symbol of a war we’d be declaring on a hidden network of powerful, fanatical people.” The decision hung in the balance. Kunle, working remotely from a now ultra-secure location, had decrypted the USB drives. The first contained the full “Benefactor” correspondence, a legal nail in a coffin already buried.

I sit with that. The strange painful beautiful logic of it. The way the worst path sometimes leads to the only destination worth arriving at. "I used to think," I say slowly, "that the point of the arrangement was to undo what happened. To reverse the damage. To get back to some version of before." I look at him. "But there was no before worth getting back to. Before was two people who hadn't been through enough to be honest with each other." I pause. "The twenty-one nights didn't undo anything. They built something new out of what was already broken."

Not the undoing of harm but the naming of it, placed where it couldn't be unnamed. She picked up her pen. She went back to work.

“We decided to cut the bond between the Madrigal’s and Valdez.” “ Why?” I heard Zared asked with a calm tone. “ You knew what happened to them few months ago, right?” my mother asked. “ They got into an accident without us knowing the very root of it.” “ Something about the Salvador’s that made them got into an accident.” Aunt Zandra went on. “ It wasn’t their fault.” “ Who’s Salvador’s?” Zaine interfered. “ The surname of your real best friend, Zaine. Cheska Leign Salvador, does it ring a bell?” His mom asked him. That made Zaine’s brows furrowed into a thin a line.

*** After the photoshoot, I went here to calmed my senses and heartbeat. I washed my hands with full of irritations and I looked myself in front of this big mirror. It's over, Alex. You can't turn back the time. You can't change the past and predict the future. What's coming... is coming. Forget about her... TO BE CONTINUED...

And noticing something strange in his eyes, Adelard said, "I don't want to drink anything." "You are sad, so let me help you," Andrew said and pulled his chair closer to him. Adelard's heart began to race and Celeste appeared before his eyes. "I think it's time for me to go," he said and this time he was able to escape. What next? Suzanne's death, this big city that looked at him with big eyes and its secrets that were tired of being forgotten. Running away was impossible. Running away from himself all the more so. The voices in his head were louder than Adelard thought. They were so loud that he didn't hear the sound of a car engine, the stomping of horses' hooves, and the next moment, unex