Vow Notebook Novels & Stories

A plan that, if executed correctly, would change everything. Back in her cell, Isabella sat down on the bed and opened a hidden compartment in the floor. Inside was a small notebook, its pages filled with her carefully scribbled notes. She had been tracking everything—names, contacts, dates, potential allies. The details were crucial, each line of writing a small piece of a much larger puzzle. She flicked through the pages, each entry a reminder of how far she had come. The notebook held her only connection to the outside world, her lifeline in the midst of the prison walls.

But what's even more shocking is that my face was zoomed in and screenshotted, with one line of bloody red characters underneath: "Samantha Jewel, the wife of celebrated young CEO Jared Long, caught flagrantly cheating. Morally corrupt, shameless harlot!"l

Text you the location later. I swallowed. There goes my plans of watching The Notebook.

𝐂 𝐇 𝐀 𝐑 𝐀 𝐂 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒 : 𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖 ~25 ~a resident doctor ~My soul is weary but I won't let it defeat me. ♡ 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐑 ~29 ~CEO of Valor & Co.

The desk was covered with research journals, handwritten notes, molecular sketches, and stacks of medical papers filled with complicated calculations. Some of the theories written there were far beyond the level of ordinary students. Even graduate students would likely struggle to fully understand the contents of those notes. Livia slowly opened one of her notebooks. Inside were pages filled with observations about viral mutation patterns, immune-cell resistance, and experimental treatment responses that she had secretly studied for a long time. This time, the research she was working on was far greater than any of her previous projects. She wanted to create a treatment for HIV. Not merely s

guys like my father. When I left them earlier to check on Caterina, they were talking about the Russians. Now that I came back, the conversation still revolved around them. Nothing gets done with these two fucking sizing each other up every meeting. After another unsuccessful discussion over the elections, Al pushed a large brown envelope to him. “I received an intel.” Rio Romano grunted as he perused the contents. He passed the envelope to me and I just gave it a quick glance before blowing a smoke in the heavily tensed air, bored out of my mind.

Opened the notebook. Kept going.

"Thank you all for attending the wedding of Anna and Joseph today. "There was a small mistake on the invitation. "However, it’s nothing serious. The wedding will continue." Beside me, Joseph straightened up slightly, as if silently claiming his place in front of everyone. Laura trembled with rage. "Anna, have you lost your mind? Do you even know what you're doing? This is our wedding venue!" Maverick stepped forward, lowering his voice, his tone tight. "Stop this nonsense. Get this man out of here. We'll pause the ceremony and wait for Wyatt to return."