Will Goode Novels & Stories

"No wonder he's pissed. Kills his mom, then shows up once he's rich? Trash. Hope karma hits her hard." "Pedro Palmer and Wendy Brown? Total power couple. Congrats, Mr. Palmer!" Cheers and claps filled the room. Wendy leaned in close. For a second, something flickered in her eyes. Then it was gone—just a soft, practiced smile left behind.

They had hidden it well enough. After the proposal was a success, the mall staff followed the original plan and fired off the confetti cannons. With a loud bang, Esther squealed and jumped into Joel’s arms. They then shared a deep, passionate kiss in the middle of the crowd’s envious stares, completely oblivious to the world around them. As the clock struck midnight, fireworks burst into the sky behind them. The mall’s speakers chimed in, “Congratulations to the happy couple for winning the Best Couple Award! Enjoy a five-day, four-night luxury honeymoon trip worth fifty thousand dollars!”

Zoe quickly noticed the change in his mood and hurriedly sent over a live video from the wedding motorcade. "Mr. Cole, look. Iris has already gotten into the wedding car. Maybe she just didn't bring her phone with her?" Adrian looked at the video of me dressed in a pure white wedding gown with my head slightly lowered as I smiled. There was joy in my eyes that he had not seen in a long time. For no clear reason, he relaxed, the corners of his mouth lifting unconsciously. "Maybe." No matter what he had done before, after today, he would definitely make it up to Iris properly.

It was a call from Lorenzo. “You must have gotten quite a scare, Naomi. I’m alright. It’s just a scratch. The doctor patched me up with a few stitches. “I’m sorry about today. I didn’t get to see you in a wedding dress.” I gave him a flat, hollow response. Lorenzo sounded relieved. “I need to run something by you. Can we push back the wedding by two years? “Gianna fell in love with this penthouse in Tribeca. We don’t get it now, it will be taken off the market next week. I went ahead and gave her our wedding funds.”

I said inwardly, “I, Clary, accept the outcome of my own choice. “Goodbye, Alpha James. “Our love and our future end here. “From now on, we’ll never see each other again.”

Adrian knew exactly the place — a small café two blocks from the office that made it with real shaved chocolate instead of powder, the kind of detail he'd filed away months ago against the day his son might finally be standing in this city to appreciate it. "Item four," Noah said, scanning the trees along the sidewalk with real focus. "A bird. If possible." A house sparrow landed on a nearby railing, unremarkable and entirely uncooperative with the drama the moment seemed to call for. Noah studied it for a long moment, then nodded once, formally, as though accepting a compromise. "It counts," he said. "Not every bird can be special. Some of them are just doing their job." Adrian laughed — a

Ayesha's POV "Someone is trying to buy Danielle out." Elaine said it the way people said things they had been sitting with for too long, quickly and without preamble, standing in the doorway of the Brooklyn space on a Thursday morning with her coat still on and her phone in her hand like a weapon she had not decided whether to use. Ayesha looked up from the floor plan she had been marking. "Say that again." "Marcus Webb," Elaine said, stepping inside and closing the door behind her with the

He greeted me with a warm smile "Justin hi..whats up?" I asked him. "Uhh..nothing much I just wanted to ask you if you would like to go to the ball with me as my Date?" He asked with excitement "Umm..yeah...Sure! That would be great! " I replied after processing that. Honestly, I don't know why I accepted to go to the ball with him.I wish Andrew could have asked me. What am I crazy? Why would he as me?

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After examining Katrina, the healer frowned and questioned, "As her parents, don't you know she's allergic to raw meat proteins? If you had come a little later, she wouldn't have made it! Remember to keep her away from raw meat. "When she's older and her wolf comes in, her immunity will improve. She'll stop having allergies by then." Frowning, Ethan shot Zoe a disapproving look. "What's that look supposed to mean?" She bristled. "Are you blaming me? How was I supposed to know she's allergic to raw meat? You never told me that, and you have the nerve to blame me—a mere outsider!" Ethan froze. He'd always been aware of Zoe's bad temper, but she usually tried to hide it in front of him. It was