Novel & Cerita Unsaid Stories

I asked while digging in my food. "Work was OK and my boss asked me to help him with something " she explained taking a drink of her juice. "Help him with what?" I pressed on nosey. "Just work stuff Jada, what with all the questions?" She snapped bothered. "I'm sorry" I said putting up me hand surrendering. "It's OK..... How was the interview?" She asked with her mouth full of food. Disgusting!!!!! "It wasn't what I expected but I was hired for a damn PA for Miss Grey" I said emphasizing on (Miss Grey).

Writing "His Unfinished Love Story" was like talking to a friend for me. It came from a place where I was struggling with family stuff, and I didn't really have anyone to open up to—no best friends or unbiased family members. Counseling wasn't my thing, so I poured it all into this book instead.

Sammy urged after a moment of silence fell between us. I sighed deeply. “Truth is, I’m scared, Sammy. You’re right, I do want kids and have always wanted to have kids, but this just wasn’t how I planned for things to go. The topic of getting pregnant is something I would have liked Liam and I to sit and talk about first before it actually happened. At the same time, he and I are still on a stupid marriage contract and, while I love him and would love to eventually have children with him, God knows that I would have preferred to wait out the remaining year and few months that are left in the contract before having kids with him. It’s like, when the contract gets terminated, how the hell am I

He finally finished and the others laughed and cheered. “Awkward to admit, but that turned me on,” Elsa mused and the others laughed. “Who’s next?” The nasty stories went on and Saïda kept cringing over and over. Asahd laughed so hard at her. Saïda heard all sorts of things that she wasn’t even sure were possible. They amused and shocked her at the same time. Sometimes she would burst out laughing at the absurdity and oddness of the things she heard. ′Oh my! They are the sickest people ever! How is that even possible?? Eeeeeewwww.′

(Translation: See I told you. Flashback ends

They had consoled her and told her nothing like that would happen. That she and Harris would eventually get married. But suddenly, the news came. And it came at the wrong time— when Adrian and their parents were already having a huge fight over the company, since Adrian had stopped going to work. No one cared about her broken engagement and she knew better than to bring it up. She could only cry alone on her bed. She wasn’t just hurt because of the broken engagement— but because she had come to love Harris.

he replied, smiling with more joy than he should be feeling. "She said that it didn't matter," Chrissie answered, wide-eyed and flushed with fury and amazement. "It didn't matter! She said she knew the name of a very good fertility clinic, and all we had to do was supply the--" Chrissie paused to hold up imaginary quotation marks with her fingers. "'Sap and berry,' and the clinic would take care of the rest." Race tossed his head back and roared with laughter. "Sap and berry...I don't think I've ever heard it put that way."

“I told you, I won’t force you.” “But we must, I mean we can’t fake the-” “We’ll mark each other. It'll be enough to sustain our story. I know how you feel about it, but the mark will fade away eventually. We'll renew it once in a while.” By the end of this talk, he was only in his underwear. A small whimper escaped my mouth causing me to slap a hand over it. His laugh filled the room. Despite the turmoil of emotions that were ravaging my mind, I couldn’t deny the fact that his body was nothing less than perfect.

The above sentences are the thoughts of the author about what he thinks, but it is my duty to tell all the things he has in his mind. The space science and the beginning of the human era, why I always talk about the past, why I'm interested in the dead stories, why I tell a tale of another time, why I don't like the present and, also why I'm not narrating about those dumbasses who were about to close the mysterious case of random killing by an unidentified criminal (creature)? You might have so many questions and confusions about the fact that I puzzle a simple story in what we call a Riddle…? But you can still believe in me that I'll give you a gift tomorrow.