Tru Haley Novels & Stories

“You didn’t hit your head or anything, so why pretend like you’ve got a concussion? Are you trying to gain sympathy from Pierce? “Holly isn’t even crying, but you, a grown woman, are crying in pain. Isn’t that a bit much?” Pierce’s fleeting concern vanished, replaced immediately by a look of disgust. “Stop pretending you’re some pitiful dying woman. Your sixty bright, shining years of life are written clear as day. You can’t fool me.” My heart ached as I knew that he was the one who had been lying to me all along. I thought back to the whirlwind marriage between me and Pierce, to the sweet, intimate days we had shared.

“Why? Planning a wedding?” Zane snorted. “Or a funeral.” “I’m serious.” Drake raised a brow, leaning against a desk. “I’m not trying to get exiled or anything, but, she doesn’t feel like a princess. Not the kind you want to follow anyways. But she did opened the Royal Castle today. That means she’s definitely the female alpha, no question.” “She’s the kind you fear,” Zane added, an apple crushing between his teeth. “And not in a good way.”

As she stepped forward, my heart stopped. It was Haley. My twin sister. The girl who had gone missing ten years ago, the one my parents had spent millions trying to find. She wasn't a victim. She was standing there, dressed in expensive silk, watching me with a satisfied smile. "Give her as much as you need to," Haley said. Her voice was identical to mine. "This is exactly what I paid your husband for."

Hayley couldn't bear the thought of Adrian considering that possibility. After a while, she sighed heavily, her thoughts still swirling vehemently in her mind but the sound of her phone's ring tone snapped her back to reality. Her eyes wandered to her phone settled on the passenger's seat, and one glance at it made her recognize the caller. It was her therapist and friend, Taylor Devereaux. Hayley's chest heaved, her heart thudding rapidly as a sudden realization dawned on her. Taylor knew the truth about her. What if she had seen the news?

As soon as she finished her food she immediately went in the car so I hurriedly drank my coffee and went in the car too. As we arrived at the company, I saw a woman sitting on the chair for my secretary. I don't remember hiring one. "Good morning sir Carter."- She greeted like there's no problem here and I'm not confused on something. "Exc—" "Drake, she is Yxiah( ay-sa-ya), she will be your new secretary, isn't she pretty? I'm the one who hired her!"-She said with a big smile on her face. If that's the case then, I think that's fine with me so I didn't pay much attention to it and walked towards my office. This might be the reason why she's always on her phone.

“Well, we can first try to see what you can remember. Tyler was there right? Maybe he can help.” “That’s a good idea, I’ll call him right now.” I headed upstairs and called Tyler. “Vanessa Thank God, are you ok?” he asked. I paused for a moment and took a deep breath. “Tyler, Hailee’s dead.” “W-what? N-no she’s not,” he stuttered. “I’m so sorry, I know this is hard to comprehend.” “H-how do y-you know.” “I. . .I found her, I saw her body.”

The dean's assistant spoke respectfully to Haley, saying, "The dean just received a phone call from an old friend, and he looked a bit flustered, so he hurriedly left." "Old friend?" Haley was surprised. He remembered the dean saying that his old friends were all in the Capital. He often missed his friends in the Capital, but he couldn't go back anymore. The assistant thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be a Miss Fetcher." Haley's expression slightly froze. He almost immediately thought of Thea Jade. While pretending to make a quick escape, Thea secretly investigated the illegal evidence of The Wilson family group. It turned out that she was the first female billionaire in the Capita

She closes her eyes and takes a deep breathe. "No, no way Dylan. If you wanted to be a better person you would have deleted them on your own. You would have blocked them the second you decided to be a better person. You shouldn't need someone to make you get your act together. You should want to do it for yourself. I can't play your mom. I don't want to monitor your actions or worry about them if I'm not. I told you one chance and I meant it. I'm done playing the fool. All those girls knew. They looked me in my face everyday and they knew I was being played. Didn't you wonder why I decided to snoop? Trish was making fun of me in the bathroom. She knew you were saving the images and I wasn't

Wendy confidently replied, "In this day and age, who hasn't had a troublesome ex? What matters is that Xavier and I have found each other, and we'll have a wonderful future together. There's no need to bring up irrelevant people from the past." I sat in front of the television, watching the entire interview with an expressionless face. One of the girls behind me, who was wearing a smug look, walked up to me and sneered, "Miss Santana is about to become Mr. Quinn's legal wife. This apartment belongs to both of them. You better move out now." I couldn't be bothered to respond to her. Instead, I picked up a notebook and started taking notes. "November 15th, Xavier announced his engagement to an

she continued, checking her finger. Monica brought out her phone from her blue leather bag, opened the W******p app, and post 'I am about to experience the happiest moment in my life and very soon, my finger will be circled with the most beautiful ring you all have ever seen and until that time comes I leave you all to imagine how beautiful the ring is going to be, I am going to post the picture of the ring around my finger latest this night, can't wait. Who is happy for me?' on her status wall, soon enough her viewers started wishing her good luck in different forms!