Torn Tv Drama Novels & Stories

"How could you kill your best friend?" Hannah doesn't reply. Tears are swelling in her more than blurred eyes, and I sigh deeply at the messed-up situation. It's the first time I'm not enjoying the show. Usually, I take great pride when I've managed something through compulsion, but now all I feel is shame and disappointment with myself. "I-I don't understand..." Hannah falls to her knees, looking entirely ruined with her glazed eyes. "Why did I kill her?" It seems even Hannah broke free from my compulsion. I find it intriguing how she didn't pull through earlier; perhaps part of her wanted her friend to die?

She raised her head up from her laptop, arching her brows in confusion. “What?” “You heard me right,” my grip on the envelope tightened, and my voice deepened with resistance. “I’m not agreeing to this divorce.” She chuckled nervously, and I heard her teeth gritting in annoyance as she tilted her head forward. “Sage, you need to sign this.” I raised the envelope to her face, making sure she had her focus fully on me, watching my subsequent actions. With her eyes fixed intently on me, I tore the envelope— not open to read the papers, but to shred it into tiny pieces.

I looked completely unhinged. Thorne glanced at me, but I couldn’t meet his gaze. I buried my face in my hands, shame washing over me. I was only trying to see if I could be able to roar again but ended up looking like someone who belonged in a padded room. I had no idea there were cameras. If I had, I wouldn’t have acted like that. “This is why you made her cry?” Thorne asked coldly, as though he hadn’t just watched the footage. “We were just looking out for her,” the doctor said quietly.

With anguish in her words, she continues, "I was blind, Aria..I didn't want to witness the extent of Damian's harm to you." I feel shiver just thinking about his name. Damian. The person who denied me, shattered me, and left me devastated is at the root of everything. Luna was right there with him, aiding him in pulling me apart piece by piece. Even if it's cooler than I intended, I finally find my voice. "Luna, it's not that simple. I was duped by you. You choose him instead of me." As if my words were giving her bodily anguish, her expression crumpled. For a brief period, I see the Luna I knew in my youth—the person who shared my joys and supported me through good times and bad. However, t

Oh dear, don't cry now, I beg you, hush, my darling," Mrs Rita comforted her daughter. Ever since what happened that day, things have changed. Valeria discovered Ergon had been working tooth and nail to take Noah's company away, and even went as far as hacking into the company's system to mess up things. What got her annoyed was the fact that Ergon said he was doing all that for her. How could he plan to seize ownership of his brother's business and say it was because of her? As much as she wanted to have a peace of mind, she also wanted to stay away from the lives of the brothers. She was torn between two brothers and it was insane if she continued to linger around them. To make it worse, t

" I used my palm to brush and dab off the tears that remained on my face. "She is in her room" After the whole incident of my rejection, coupled up with the suicide of my fatter, She was very broken. She rarely spoke these days and only did in very pertinent situations. It broke my heart more and more seeing her in that state of despair and hopelessness, knowing fully well that I was the cause of the whole heartbreak.

Hazel stood in the middle of the room, her heart pounding. The memories she had just unlocked burned inside her like fire. Her parents had been framed. They had confessed to a crime they didn’t commit just to protect her. And the pack—the same pack she had served as a maid for her whole life—had let her suffer. Her hands clenched into fists. Anger roared inside her like a storm. burned deep within her, like a fiery furnace, She couldn’t stay here. She needed answers. She needed to see Callan, she need to confirm everything Selena had said.

"I bet he's blaming you right now." "No! No, it's true! Please, you have to believe me!" "It's too late. You both signed your death warrants—and your families are coming with you." "No! Please! They had nothing to do with this!" They were both crying now—pathetic. Their desperate pleas were starting to give me a headache. "It was him! I swear! Please—" As expected, they turned on each other—spilling every detail. Enzo leaned closer, his grin widening. "This is my favorite part," he murmured. "They'll tear each other apart trying to save their own skins."

She held up a screen. Footage flickered to life—taken from a drone. My battle. Me burning Dexter. Screaming. Channeling flame. Then—Luis floating. And then—Dexter vanishing with him. The screen cut to black. I didn’t speak. My voice had fled. Then came the twist I didn’t expect. The screen flickered again. Tristan’s face appeared. His voice, low. Hollow. "Reya… if you see this… I’m coming." I staggered back.

It was unusually beautiful that she thought what was meant to call her up from sleep early might be the cause of her waking up late in the morning, because, definitely, she could stay up all night watching it. Five minutes later, she saw a large, spinning whorl gradually emerging from beneath. Then she watched the planets spiralling into it. The whorl grew larger and larger as it swallowed the planets. She suddenly began feeling drowsy while she watched the drama, yawning and trying to keep her eyes wide. When the star spiralled into the whorl at last, Frances's eyes began to deem unrestrained. The whorl gradually began a disappearance, and her eyes got ever heavier. She finally fell into de