When It All Fell Apart Novel Novels & Stories

We're celebrating my son, Baby Selwyn, turning a month old. I'm walking past the pool with him in my arms when someone shoves me from behind. Colin Selwyn jumps into the pool like a madman. He saves us and immediately rushes us to the hospital. Baby Selwyn makes it out alive because of the timely rescue. When I open my eyes again, Baby Selwyn and Colin aren't by my side. I sit up while coughing and remove the needle inserted into my hand. I leave the hospital room and head for the pediatric department, wanting to see Baby Selwyn. However, as I walk past the emergency room, I hear Colin talking to a doctor. "We managed to save the child from drowning, Mr. Selwyn. Why has he now died of asphyxiation?" "I smothered him. Per the plan, he was never supposed to make it out alive!" "But why? He's your son!" "I promised Sandy that I would make our child the Selwyn family's sole heir. Lucille should never have given birth to Baby Selwyn." Colin's tone is gentle and calm, yet his words are cold and cruel. I've always thought I had a loving marriage, but it's just a joke! I've already lost my beloved son, and my heartless husband is the one behind his death. I don't want him anymore!

David Kennedy, an art student and part time tattoo artist, meets the shy and beautiful Tina Spencer at a party at the college he attends, after she asks him for a tattoo. He is immediately enthralled by her. Something doesn’t feel right though, especially when he sees the nasty bruises covering her arms. Then Tina goes missing. The years go by, and he still thinks about her. Then one day, fate intervenes, and he finds himself face to face with the beautiful woman he tattooed all those years ago. But she has some devastating secrets. Where has she been this whole time? Will David ever get the chance to heal her? Will they get the happily ever after she needs?

I have two lives. By day, I’m just a girl trying to survive. By night, I’m someone men pay to touch. No one knows. No one ever will. Until Adrian walks into my VIP room. My brother’s best friend. My first love. The one man who should never see me like this. Now he keeps coming back. Keep watching me. Keeps getting closer to the truth. He thinks I’m two different women. He’s falling for both of us. And I’m running out of time to keep my secret Before everything I’ve built comes crashing down.

I never wanted to gamble, yet I could not stop myself from going to the tables. I kept losing, over and over, until I was buried under ten million in debt. After investigating the cause, I finally learned the truth–my older brother had placed me under a puppet-like control. Every loss was recorded under my name, while all the winnings went straight into his pocket. My wife was furious. She slapped me, took our son, and divorced me. I tried to explain myself again and again, but she refused to listen. "Nathan, can you stop making excuses? Did someone hold a knife to your throat? You chose to gamble." After that, my brother only grew more ruthless, raising the stakes until I lost everything overnight. With nothing left, my creditors chopped off my limbs and threw me into the sea, leaving me to drown. Even after my death, they did not spare my wife and child. She was humiliated to death, and my son was sold overseas, his whereabouts unknown. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day I first lost control and went to the gambling den.

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Jenifer Smith falls in love with the hard-to-get Jason Knight. He also turns out to be a playboy and a gang leader she finds herself in a situation in which she might get hurt. He acts nice and so on but really is his intention? But does Jason even cares or is he just playing with her mind? On the other hand, there is Blake the ex who tries over and over again to correct his wrongs of a cheating boyfriend. Do different really attract or do they draw apart? Apart from that Jenifer has to learn how to loosen up to get the boy she wants, to party, dance, sing, and of course, have fun. But the thing is that Jenny has a dark secret of her own which no one not even Family knows about is the Little Innocent Girl really just a good Girl? Join Jenny on her Adventure of heartbreaks, love, and a lot of Secrets.

Alexandra, an independent introvert who, since losing her mother and sister consecutively due to illness, struggles to trust and rely on other people. That is until she met Jacob. Her cousin’s new tenants. With his etiquette and empathy, he sure gave her a lasting impression. But the insecurity of losing the women of her life is keeping her from relying to anyone. Will this be enough for Alexandra to finally take down her guards and open up?

"You didn't just make mistakes, Annabelle. You left me. You didn't look back. And now you think you can just show up and fix it?" A runaway past. A desperate return. And a secret that will change everything. Annabelle Bliss built her life on a lie. For five years, she has found peace in the quiet comfort of her books and her son, Henry, safely tucked away from the small town of Pittstown and the painful memories she fled. When Annabelle receives a final, devastating letter from the second mother who gave her everything, she is forced to return to the one place she swore to never see again. Now, every step on Pittstown's familiar streets brings her closer to the man she left behind: Patrick, the intense, unforgettable boy who grew into the man whose heart she shattered. Patrick doesn't know the truth about her departure. He doesn't know that the little boy who accompanies Annabelle is his son. When Annabelle and Patrick finally collide, the secret she kept to protect them threatens to destroy the only thing more powerful than their six years of separation: the fierce, undeniable love that started it all. Can a love that was fought for survive a truth that promises to break them forever?

Adrienne prides herself for being smart, prim and proper. She doesn’t go against the rules of society and refuse to even take a shot of Tequila. In other words: Conservative. Boring. For just one night, she let lose. She left her eyeglasses, flat shoes, long skirt and knitted sweater behind. In high heels and a dress that accented her long legs and curves, she went to a club by herself and decided to find out what it was like to have a good time. Her night couldn’t even be more perfect when Justin Adams, the city’s most sought after bachelor, a.k.a. most notorious playboy fell prey to the charms she didn’t even know she possessed. Justin was every girl’s dream boat, but he never committed to a woman. He didn't date and didn't do relationships. But what was supposed to be just a one night stand with the City's most wanted playboy became a full-blown secret affair. Soon, she will find out that she's been living her life with all the right intentions... but for all the wrong reasons.

My CEO boyfriend promises that he'll only complete 99 wishes with his first love—she's lost her memory after being injured. However, I see them curling up in each other's arms when the wishes are completed. Later, I stop pestering him about him caring for his first love. All I ask from him is an anklet for a baby—I want it as a remembrance of our child's birth, which is happening soon. His gaze softens at the mention of the child. "Once I'm done with this, I'll accompany you shopping so we can pick out things for the baby." I nod compliantly. I don't tell him it's already been a week since I asked a lawyer to draft a breakup agreement. In fact, we're already broken up.