Troublemaker Surviving Hollywood Novels & Stories

I couldn’t shake the feeling that my night had taken a surreal turn. Tending to the woman’s injuries had felt awkwardly intimate, cleaning scrapes, bandaging bruised ribs, and covering her gently with blankets while she’d been unconscious. It wasn’t until she’d woken up that I’d finally put the pieces together, recognizing her vividly colored hair and those striking features. She was familiar—not personally, but from photographs splashed across the web, standing beside Stacey Sherbourn at elegant events. She was Makayla Hopkins, daughter of a New York senator, tech genius—and, according to the press, Stacey’s devoted long-term girlfriend. My jaw clenched tightly against the bitter wind.

I halted whatever I was doing and forcibly pressed my finders on to the necklace I previously wore. As soon as our wedding has ended, he went back to his old bachelor ways. Although he has been more discreet with his immorality, it does not change the fact that he always finds a new woman to woo and serve his sexual needs, and continuously get himself addicted to gambling. I never really bothered calling him out for that as it does not concern me personally. But it has greatly affected my professional image, as most of the male investors and business partners has involved in his affairs now looked at me as a pushover housewife.

"Me?" "Yes, you. The girl who saved her life." "Oh dammit." She groaned, "What a bloody mess. I can't believe saving a person's life would get someone, much worse, a doctor, into trouble." "Exactly, which is why I'm going to keep you as far away from them as possible. You've already talked to Marla, and that shows how involved you've gotten in this mess. I can't afford more. I need to make sure you're protected."

he said. "You wanted a wolf." I stared at my hands, still seeing Marco's blood on them. "You got one." "Did it hurt?" "Every second." "Good." He faced forward. "It should always hurt. The day it stops hurting, you've lost your soul." I laughed, bitter and sharp. "You think I have a soul left?" He was quiet for a long time. Then, softly: "I think you have more than you know." Something shifted between us that night. Not affection. Not trust. But recognition. Two people who understood that survival in this world meant doing unforgivable things and living with the ghosts.

But she was certain she had fallen into an elaborate trap. With his family using despicable means to destroy everyone around him, can Liam successfully get her out of that hell house? How will Nora survive living under the same roof with the person who’s been nothing but a nightmare all her life while learning his darkest secrets that would entangle them together and bring their entire world crashing down with it? -

Clarisse said, cutting Zane. "Everyone will die? But what can I possibly do? I'm sure I'm reincarnated here as a 'merchant'. I can't do anything," Zane worryingly said. "Although, I don't want to experience death once again. That's why I'm trying to turn a new leaf here." "The two of us are here. We're your right hands," Lucia said, clearing a little bit of confusion on Zane's head. Zane, out of anger, stomps the ground and is frustrated. He says, "GOD! Stupid idiot life! I'm a son and I'm a millionaire for fucks sake!"

They sat on the floor, watching Television, and waiting for the day to get dark so they could make their move. "I think I should have told Nancy to call me, whenever Kingston leaves " she said. "I don't think Kingston will leave her alone for the whole of the day. He had experienced a lover, who tried to kill herself because he was going on a mission. He was traumatized by that, and now he saw Nancy try to do the same thing. The only difference was that Nancy's reasons are different. He won't let her out of his sight the whole of today, trust me"

Channing Senior farewell. Before leaving, I thought for a moment and said, "Sir, I understand. You're telling me that Jackson went through something terrible as a child. He trusted the wrong person, and it led to his parents' deaths. He suffered immense physical and emotional trauma and can't trust people easily anymore. "But there was one girl who stood by him during his darkest time, never betrayed him, and even tried to protect him with her life. That girl is Grace Gillard, the woman Jackson is about to marry.

“…I’m a survivor..I’m not gon give up…I’m not gon stop…I’m gonna work harder…I’m a survivor…I’m gonna make it…I will survive….keep on survivin’….after all of the darkness and sadness…soon comes happiness…If I surround myself with self and positive things..I’ll gain prosperity…I’m a survivor..I’m not gon give up…I’m not gon stop…I’m gon work harder…I’m a survivor…I’m gonna make it.. I will survive…keep on survivin’..” Soon She met up with the others and they smiled at the fires. She had taken a gun and shot anyone that tried to run. Dylan and Thomas had set up bombs and Marcus held the button to set them off. Elleanna smiled as they ran to a nearby hill and climbed up it. She watched as Marcu

While I was munching my food, a group of three girls, the stereotypical insecure spoiled ladies who bully the outcast, have come to make my day way worse than it already is. "Here goes the stripper." the girl named Monique, who is Amora's cousin, said with a mocking smile. Even if we are blood-related, I hate her to the bone. After both of my parents died in a car accident when I was ten, they deceived me and stole our family's wealth. Her parents, my Aunt, and Uncle then dumped me in an orphanage. Upon reaching legality, I'm already on my own. What makes me more mad is after robbing off my wealth and Agnes living the life that was supposed to be mine, this girl really had the nerve to act l