Tom Riddle Hot Novels & Stories

Instead, they were smirking and said, "Hey young lady, you like it rough ya!" Stella's scalp was tingling when she heard the drunkards' devilish laughter. She shouted, "Do you know who I am? I'm Stella George, a superstar. It's best if you don't lay a finger on me, or else you won't be able to see the daylight."

After dinner, Johnny and I talked for a while, and I didn't tell him about the divorce. He didn't ask about my current life with Zander, either. Back in my room, I got a call from Lucas. "Miss Riddle, the company we were bidding for earlier contacted us today." "Are they breaking the contract again?" I raised an eyebrow. "Not exactly," Lucas paused before saying, "The company mentioned that their former representative, Tommy, was fired for taking bribes. So they're inviting us back into the bidding process." I chuckled and said, "They don't want to offend either side, huh? No problem, I'll participate."

They did not expect the person he was looking for was not Chloe! Mr. Riddle. Sr gritted his teeth as he said, "Christo, we have no idea who are you looking for. Please do tell." When Mr. Rogers Sr. heard that, he was about to lose his temper. He did not believe the drivel coming out of Mr. Riddle. Sr's mouth and thought they just did not want to tell him where Nicole was, and his expression was somewhat menacing in an instant. 'Anyone who dares to prevent me from living longer will pay the price!'

She chuckled. “Actually, no. This is my best friend, Skylar. Skylar, my RA, Mr. Collin,” she introduced with a goofy smile on her face. I gave both men a curt nod. Maybe I was overthinking things, but I saw his friend checking me out before quickly looking away. But maybe things like this happened often around here. Collin gave a tight smile, adjusting the huge glasses he had on his face before introducing the man beside him as James. “Would you girls like some drinks? I’ll get them,” his friend, James, offered, and Harper shrugged.

"I heard that girl is the daughter of the mall’s CEO. A rich guy and a rich girl—they’re a perfect match!" The daughter of the mall’s CEO? How did I never know I had a sister? As Esther stood there stunned, Joel got up and gently slid the ring onto her finger. “Esther, I’ve been planning this for a long time. You’re the only one worthy of this ring.” The camera zoomed in on the ring, and I felt like all the air had been sucked from my lungs. That ring… was the one my father had won at an auction last month and gifted to me.

Sabine Castellane has thirty days to get engaged or lose the family business and the home she has always known. Her grandmother's will leaves her with one impossible condition, she must become engaged to the man her grandmother trusted most. Unfortunately, that man is Julianii Marchetti, Sabine's ruthless business rival and the last person on earth she would ever choose to marry. With her manipulative uncle ready to seize control of the company the moment she fails, Sabine makes Julianii an offer she is certain he will refuse. Six months as her fake fiancé. In exchange, she secures her inheritance, and when the six months end, they walk away, no strings, no questions, Julianii agrees. Livi

They'll definitely be even stronger this year! [Wow, they're top students from an elite high school! They carry themselves so differently!] When Connor and I entered, the camera swung toward us. The livestream exploded, and the comments went wild. [What the hell?! Why are they here?!] [AHHHHHHHHHH! It's Anita Rivers and Connor Thompson! The joint champions from two competitions ago!] [Excuse me, but who are they?] [You must be new. Two competitions ago, these two destroyed the leaderboard! They took joint first by a huge margin and finished hundreds of points above the second runner-up!]

She simply came to my desk, while I was half-buried under my Moon-code cipher assignments, and said, “Lord Riddle will be arriving tomorrow. He wishes to see you privately.” I blinked. “What?” “Lord Riddle. He’ll be here by nightfall.” It took me a few seconds to process. “He’s... coming here?” “Yes.” “Like—here here?” “Yes.” I stared at her. My heart didn’t skip. My breath didn’t catch. But something—something deeper, quieter—shifted in my chest. Like a puzzle piece rotated slightly, not locking into place, but brushing up against the correct edge for the first time.

"Red Team just called me that the guys we're looking for should be here within fifteen." Rachel turned on the bedside lamp, walked across the floor in front of the window, stretched, walked back to the bed and snapped off the light. Gabriel crouched low, pushed back his bight vision monocular and opened the blinds, slanting them just enough to let in the moonlight., allowing them to see out but no one to see in

Not even like an enemy. Like I was a piece he wanted to move on his board. And I hated that more than anything. Because it meant he wasn’t done with us. Not by a long shot. A little Cliffhanger cuties😉: Later that night, as Rival finally closes her eyes, she hears it again — three slow, deliberate taps and rival angrily stands up to go check.... muttering to herself, whatever this bastard came for it better be good.