Three Days To See Book Novels & Stories

"Still lying, ugh? You just said that to have me get her myself!" "I'll deal with you both when I get there." Isaac ran out, banging his head against the wall in his haste, but he didn't stop. Not even Mandy's calls could hold him back. He ran three red lights, speeding to the beach. The bodyguards were gone. Only Liam was there, guarding my corpse. Isaac frantically got the key, opening the cage. My body, after two days in the sea, was swollen and pale, almost unrecognizable.

From up there, you can watch everyone who enters. I remember standing on that balcony once, years ago, when I was still just Everette’s secret. I remember thinking I would never belong here. I was right. The sound of hurried footsteps breaks my thoughts and I watch as Everette steps out onto the rail corridor, his hands gripping the railing as he looks down at me. “What are you doing here?” he calls down, frowning. I remove my sunglasses slowly. “Haven’t you heard?” I say, projecting just enough. “We’re getting married in thirty days.”

“However, I know that Reggie must have shown you that book just in case. So I'm not going to believe that you haven't seen it yet. Three days Clary.” He held three fingers up. “Three days is what you've got to bring me that book.” he added, with a hand on my shoulder. “Don't try to play smart with me. If you do, not only will your family suffer, but everyone else around you will suffer too. Don't you think it'll be great to turn my eyes to this school?”

It reminded me of that winter three years ago, when Tanya had been cornered in her own home. “Does it really have to come to this, Callum? I thought I meant the world to you. You promised to take care of me forever… “Sarah is so little. Do you want her to grow up without a father? “Just come back, and I’ll get rid of Gavin. You can run the business however you see fit. Please?” I traced my ring finger. The pale indentation was a ghostly reminder of the three years spent in the shadows of our marriage. However, time could heal it all.

Just that I couldn't tell him any of them. Noah stared dumbly at me. “That’s not true.” He was starting to understand my lies now. I forced a small smile. “Then maybe I’m just tired.” He stopped in front of me, his hand lifting to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. The gesture was gentle. Too gentle. It made my throat tighten. “Three days,” he said softly. “I won’t be gone long.” Three days. He had no idea how much could change in three days.

I saw the comments calling me out, and I hear you. From now on, I promise daily updates. I want to give you the consistency you deserve and bring back the excitement we had together!!! The next chapter, we are beginning with Book three: Before Hazel, the prequel to The Double Life of My Hot Secretary, so we can enjoy some happier moments before returning to the Daddy’s Money universe. That return will be Book four: After Eve, the official sequel, where you will see shocking revelations and exclusive moments from Eve and Adam’s life that you have never seen before. Thank you for your patience. I truly love and appreciate every one of you.

I shivered. "This is just the beginning; you have three days left."

Before graduation, my boyfriend, Ethan Johnson and I planned a cross-country road trip. My roommate, Juliet Miller, kindly offered to organize our itinerary. On departure day, her luggage sat in the front seat. Her phone was connected to the car console. The only bed bore a tag ‘Juliet’s Spot.’ Ethan patted my head with a casual smile. “Juliet gets carsick in the back. Be good and sleep on the roof tent.” Driving through the desert that night, they left me at a gas station to guard our gear while they shot stargazing videos. I waited until dawn. Then Juliet posted a photo in our group chat. She wore my jacket in the passenger seat. Ethan’s arm rested behind her chair. My parents

Before she could catch her breath, Tiana lunged at her and strangled her neck. "You damned old hag!" she shrieked. "How dare you put the house up as collateral? This house was supposed to be my son's!" I floated midair, watching their chaos unfurl like a spectator at play. In fact, I had already discovered Dorothy's gambling habit three years ago. But before I could tell Andrew, he dragged me off to the countryside. Now, it all made sense. Three years ago, Dorothy had lied that she saw Stella push Tiana down the stairs because she'd been afraid that I'd expose her gambling addiction. She acted first, using the lie to drive me and Stella away.

Joseph's POV We bought this apartment during our third year together. I oversaw the entire renovation myself, pouring my heart and soul into every corner, filling it with the future I had once envisioned for us. But now, all that warmth was gone, leaving behind nothing but hollow disappointment. I opened the closet, took out my clothes, folded them one by one, and packed them neatly into the suitcase I had prepared earlier. Then I moved to the study, gathered only my essential documents, and left everything else untouched.