Unravel Character Novels & Stories

"What are you talking about?" Sarah’s fingers hovered over her keyboard. A strange feeling settled in her gut. "What news?" she asked warily. Instead of answering, Olivia reached over and tapped the screen. "See for yourself." Sarah’s heart pounded as she opened her browser. And then she froze. There, plastered across the screen, was a headline that made her stomach lurch. BREAKING NEWS: JAMES TURNER AND CHLOE HARRISON – A SECRET ROMANCE EXPOSED Beneath it were photos. Pictures of James and Chloe, her best friend, wrapped in each other’s arms. Laughing. Kissing. Whispering in each other’s ears like they were the only two people in the world.

Miles's expression remained calm, betraying nothing. Only the arm around my waist tightened involuntarily. I stared at the twisted scars on Scott's arm, then suddenly let out a quiet laugh. "Scott, do you think a few self-inflicted cuts can make up for your betrayal all those years ago?" I rolled up my sleeve, revealing a dark scar across the back of my hand.

We hit 1,000 reads!!!! I honestly don’t even know where to start. Just...THANK YOU!!! Thank you for taking a chance on my characters, for letting them live in your minds, and for letting me tell their story. From the bottom of my heart... THANK YOU! Here’s to many more chapters, more love, more growth, and more late-night emotions together. With love, — O.J

In this road called life, The darkness prevails and stays, But after the darkness, Comes the dawn of light. So, do not fret about the What Ifs, You're going to do great, And I'm truly proud, To call you my best friend. Tyler Stuart's letter to Dean, year 2016 PS- I'm titling this chapter. THE ROAD NOT TRAVELED. Marilyn's POV

Fabric swatches of heavy charcoal wool, sheer black tulle, and structured metallic wire were scattered across the floor. ​"The concept is structural rebirth," Chris explained, pacing back and forth with a charcoal pencil tucked behind his ear. "It's about shedding a ruined, burnt exterior to reveal something incredibly sharp, modern, and beautiful underneath. Kelsey is the muse. Bianca, we need to drape the wool to look like structural armor." ​"I can do that," Bianca said, her eyes lighting up with the challenge. "We'll tailor it so it fits her like a second skin."

I said quickly. “Hey, Hazel. You didn’t tell me you’d come in today,” I said, a smile spreading across my face. “I wanted to surprise you,” Hazel replied, her grin infectious. She introduced her friends to me, pointing at each in turn. “This is Elina,” she said, gesturing to a striking woman with mid-length brown hair. She wore a fitted black short gown, and her red lipstick added a bold touch. “This is Rachael,” she said, introducing a gorgeous woman with long blonde hair dressed in a black bum short and a red T-shirt, a daring combination that suited her perfectly. As she spoke, her eyes wandered to Luke, and a small smile played on her lips.

They say in Unison, "You, have to give us the full permission to cross Then Orna says alone, "You cannot be full, to do what you are planning. You must break our chains. We will have an unbreakable truce with you as soon as we all have passed through fully. We will help fight your coming war. This I vow. None of the Red Earth residents will ever try to hurt you. They are sworn to you. We will die for you, and your family. To do what you are doing. Break our chains that bind you to our doors, and travel to the end and go through, and you will find what you seek. It will not be easy. It will test your true self. If you are balanced, you have nothing to fear. If you're not, then you will cause

"What's the first thing we do when we unpack?" "We buy the simplest, most inexpensive fabric couch we can find," Portia murmured smoothly, her voice dropping into a tender, fierce register that carried an absolute, sacred weight. "And then, I am going to hold your hand in the daylight every single day, without a single piece of campus armor, and without a single camera watching us."

Like a caterpillar or butterfly , she was beautiful and amazing when you looked closely . One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friend tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land

She hated him and all he was doing was confusing her everything. “Go ahead and take your jeans off.” He stood there towering over her. He was waiting for her to comply. Think Callie… Think… She would play this stupid pathetic game of his. Callie slowly undid her jeans and pulled them off her body. He smiled as he looked at the thin piece of material that Lilliana gave her to shield her privates. Literally left nothing to the imagination. Callie felt her face heat up. “Open…”