You're Mine Harper And Easton Story Novels & Stories

It stings more than I want to admit. ⸻ After the tour, the crowd scatters toward the dining hall. I spot her near the edge of the group, phone in hand, pretending not to look around. I walk up, hands in my pockets. “Harper Lane. Didn’t think you’d end up here.” She looks up, expression cool. “Neither did I.” “Guess West Ridge breeds overachievers.” “Guess so.” There’s this pause, tight but not uncomfortable. The kind that feels like something could happen if one of us wanted it to.

Tired of watching Ethan look at Harper like she was something he had misplaced and just found again. Completely exhausted from being the person he chose while wanting someone else. I opened the campus blog and read the headline one more time. *WESTBROOK'S MOST TALKED ABOUT COUPLE, IT WAS ALL A LIE.*

Please come. Basil’ The next one promised to be interesting. I knew the paper he used. ‘Lylia Jordin, or should I say Sky? You used a pretty good cover, but not enough to trick me. Two of my best boys died because of you. What a waste. Hope we’ll meet soon. Now I may have a couple of purposes for you.’ Vernon Allaway’ Bastard! He found my name, but does he know about Tamor? Probably. Maybe not all details though. I should tell my father to take care.

the pastor turns toward Bastian, who stands nervously behind Gabe as the best man. Bastian pulls a small box out of his pocket and hands it to Gabe. He opens the box in front of me and removes a beautiful silver ring with a single-set diamond in the middle. As he slips it on my finger, I lean toward him, wanting so badly to kiss him right there. I stop myself, though. It’s not time yet. The best kiss of my life is coming and I have to be patient. Once the ring is on, the pastor turns to me. “Harper, repeat after me.”

Before your world breaks all over again. But I will not. Because if there is one thing I know for certain, it is this. No one else will get close to you. No one else will take you from me. You were never meant to walk away from that night. You were meant to be mine. Forever. So go ahead, Harper. Remember. And when you do… try to run. Let us see if you can escape me in the real world too. The END… or is it just the beginning? ***

HARPER ~~~ The bright sun bled through the curtains the next morning, casting long, golden ribbons across the floor and rousing me awake from a deep sleep. But there was no warmth in it. The silence hanging over the mansion felt eerie, a hollow hush left behind in the wake of last night's tragedy and devastation. I laid in the center of the bed, staring up at the mirrored ceiling, my heart heavy with a sorrow that wasn't entirely my own. Last night, Mason, Ryder, and Dallas had spent hours holding me in the quiet darkness of the room. They had whispered soft, fierce assurances against my skin, trying desperately to strip the guilt from my soul.

‘I love it; I’m just ambivalent to the symbol I’m depicting here. ‘Forgive me, my dear maestro,’ I chuckled, burying my nose in her hair for a short while. ‘How was the meeting?’ She asked. ‘A disaster,’ I replied casually. ‘Stan believes you’re not in love with me, even though we’re engaged.’ Harper didn’t reply, her gaze was just fixated on the mural; too fixated. I needed to know what was going on in her mind, but I couldn’t. ‘Come,’ I took her hand and led her to the rooftop.

"He is at Harper's apartment." The world stopped. Harper. My best friend, who had put her hand over mine in a coffee shop two days ago,d said whatever you need, I am here. Harper, who was the only person I had told even a fraction of the truth. Harper, whom Adrian knew,w was my closest ally. Harper, who was alone in her apartment right now with my husband,d who had already paid someone to commit one murder and had just discovered that his wife had been carrying another man's child.

Just as he was about to call the enforcers, Madison messaged him: “I’m heading to the mountains for some air. Come with me, Hudson. You need the rest.” Hudson stared at the screen. He needed to find Avery, but he also needed to know who was behind the smear campaign. "Tell me the destination," he replied. The trip to the Eastonville ruins was supposed to be just Avery and Sadie, but when Harper heard, she joined with her brother, Preston Hale. At the airport, it was Preston who greeted them. Avery was surprised, signing: I thought you were buried in the Northern archives! Preston grinned. "I needed to breathe some mountain air. Harper said you were heading to the museum near the burial sites

Whenever disaster struck, timely rains would save the crops. Whenever a plague broke out, mysterious herbs would appear where they were needed most. "It's you, isn't it, Elena..." Adrian gently stroked a faint scratch on the arm of his throne. He had carved it with his claw twenty years ago. An "E." For the woman who had changed his life. "Your Majesty," a servant entered the hall. "The Harvest Festival preparations are complete. Will you be attending?" "Of course." Adrian stood, adjusting his royal robes. "It was... her favorite festival."