What Happened To The Bennetts Novels & Stories

“Good evening. This is Captain Ford and I’m in charge of your flight. We have clear skies, and we already have clearance from air traffic control to take off. Fasten your seatbelt, relax and enjoy your flight.” Upon hearing the captain’s words, relief immediately washed over me. I’ll finally be able to get Emma out of here and away from the Bennetts forever. Of course, that feeling lasted until… “Alpha! The Bennetts are on the airstrip!” Shouted Damon, my beta. “WHAT?” I left Emma leaning against her seat and quickly got up, heading to the window. “Fuck!” I saw a portal was open in the middle of the track and the Bennett brothers were entering along with their beta.

"Nelle, I know our marriage is long over. But I want you to know that I still lo--" THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. His heart was banging wildly between his ribs. Was he really about to say it? Did he-- "WE'VE ALREADY HEARD EVERYTHING FROM OUR MAYOR AND WE DON'T APPROVE OF HER IDEA!" A loud commotion cut his words. Leonor turned his head to the side alongside Nelle. It turned out, they've finally reached their home and a group of angry, unruly people gathered on their balcony. They exchanged eye contact with each other before they hurried inside.

Alexia Lodge? Now it's gonna be lovely to see how many months is this marriage gonna stay and when will Mr. Knight get bored of his new wife and go back to his playboy ways. Now this was an interesting news, but who would dare to write such a news which was against my dear ex husband. Well I know who. And I'm gonna call the company's CEO right away and share my good mood. Ethan Knight

The mansion that once felt peaceful had become a whirlwind of whispers, phone calls, and panic. Everyone, including the staff, security, and even Maria, couldn’t take their eyes off their phones. The second file had just gone viral. Viva had done it again. Damon stood in his office, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His phone buzzed constantly with notifications—articles, gossip blogs, and nasty headlines. “The Nanny and the Billionaire Scandal Continues.” “Pregnant House Help or Hidden Mistress?”

She folded to the floor like something with no bones left. Isabella crumbled a moment later. Corey moved fastest, spinning and sprinting for the front door, but when he yanked it open, eight men in black were standing wall-to-wall across the entrance. The one in front grabbed him by the back of the neck and pressed his face against the threshold. "Where do you think you're going?" On the phone, Dad took a long, slow breath. When he spoke again, the rage was gone, replaced by something sadder. "Margaret. I told you this twenty years ago, so you remember what I said. The Connolly Group went from a company on the edge of collapse to a hundred-billion-dollar empire. You think that happened becau

It started the night of the family dinner. I had sat at that table and watched Mr. Hayes look at his son with grief in his eyes, and I had understood something that I don't think Ethan understood yet—that the old man's patience was not unlimited, and that the company, which Ethan had always treated as a birthright so secure it required no maintenance, was quietly becoming conditional on Bella. I had driven home from that dinner with my hands perfectly steady on the wheel and my mind moving fast, the way it always did when I identified a problem that needed solving before it identified me.

“It’s a long story.” “I’ve got time.” I smile. “I found my father’s family.” Silence. Then a soft inhale. “Jenna… are you sure?” “Yes. They did a DNA test. It’s real.” “Oh, sweetheart…” Her voice cracks. “I’m so happy for you.” I blink back tears. “I wish you were here.” “I’m there in spirit,” she says gently. “Always.” We talk for a while—about the estate, about Eleanor, about the designers who nearly drowned me in fabric samples. Heather laughs at that, the sound warm and familiar.

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he ventured. Amaya launched off into the story of how she came to have him, after a family Jolene used to know through one of the schools she attended found a litter of them around the back of their garden and had done their best to pawn them off on anyone who would take them. She had been too soft-hearted to say no, and before she knew it, she had to housetrain a ferret on top of everything else.

"What are you saying? Marry you? I don't even know you..." said Natalia, who was really scared by the proposal, not finding the slightest sense in it. From one moment to the next, she felt that she was pale and cold. The machine that marked her heartbeat began to beep loudly, so Stefano couldn't continue talking to her. "I'm just saying it would be a good opportunity for both of us. I'll pay you" he told her. The nurse on duty ran desperately to where the girl in question was.