Webnovel Author: MegMerrilies - Novel Collection

"Then why didn't you cherish her? Do you know her "-Nicholas almost gave up the secret.

The Reborn Wife Of The Tyrant CEO

Urban · black_flowertrend

"How are you feeling today? Is the dizziness better?" Jones asked some routine questions as usual. I answered him briefly, but I kept thinking back to the night when Damon threw the negatives on me and walked away. Luna didn't know how to react either. She had witnessed my humbleness in front of Damon for ten years. She always thought Damon treated me like an enemy. She stood up and said to me, "I'm going to go think." After she left, I was alone in the room, holding the negatives and sinking into deep thought. I felt like I was in a dream. Could it be that I misunderstood Damon? Could it be that he wasn't as cold and heartless as I thought? These thoughts were swirling in my mind, and I didn't know what to do. Luna was also confused. She had witnessed my humbleness in front of Damon for ten years. She always thought that Damon was treating me like an enemy. She stood up and said to me, "I'm going to think about it." I was left alone in the room, holding the negatives, immersed in my thoughts. I felt like I was in a dream. Could it be that I misunderstood Damon? Could it be that he wasn't as cold and heartless as I thought? These thoughts were swirling in my mind, and I didn't know what to do. Was it possible that everything I thought about Damon was wrong? That he wasn't as cruel and indifferent as I thought? My mind was a mess. I took a deep breath and tried to sort out my thoughts. Damon had helped me, and he did it for my sake, not for any benefit. This was a fact that I couldn't deny. But what about everything else? What about all the humiliation and indifference I had experienced? I felt like I was stuck in a maze, unable to find the exit. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. Maybe I needed some time to figure it out. Maybe I needed to talk to Damon. Or maybe I just needed some space to clear my head. In the end, I decided to keep the negatives and wait. Wait for the right time, wait for Damon, wait for the truth. Perhaps, in the end, everything would be clear, "Think about what?" Jones asked, his hands shoved nonchalantly into the pockets of his white coat, a pair of handsome eyes visible above the face mask. His voice was slightly muffled due to the mask, but it was still utterly captivating. "Think about… what to eat later," Luna blurted out randomly before she hightailed it out of there. "You're getting a divorce?" Jones always had a knack for delivering the most shocking news in the most casual way. I froze, staring at him, "How did you know? Did Damon tell you?" He shrugged, "Yeah, he spilled the beans. It was the night you had your accident. Ariel was there too." Just a moment ago, I was feeling guilty for misunderstanding Damon. But Jones's words quickly wiped out that guilt. Damon apparently wanted the divorce too, or why else would he tell his friends? He was a man of his word. If he said he was going to divorce, then he definitely would. I bowed my head, "Yes, we're getting a divorce. I decided not to take any of his property in the divorce as a thank you for him saving me." Jones, with a hint of amusement in his voice, said, "Congrats." "Congrats on my divorce?" I glared at him, "Maybe you should save your congratulations for when I remarry."

The Reborn Wife Of The Tyrant CEO

Urban · black_flowertrend

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Our Last Christmas

Urban · S.E. Saunders

I remember looking outside wondering why Snowball wouldn't go back into her doghouse. I wandered out to see what was going on and found her with two puppies under her. I scooped them up and then picked her up (she was a large white husky) under her front legs. I think about it now, and I sweat a little. She could have bitten my face off what with her giving birth, and the weather which would have scared her.

Our Last Christmas

Urban · S.E. Saunders

The glass doors at the front of the hospital opened wide and spewed me out into a brand-new world.

Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story

Sci-fi · Devilbesideyou666

She took a step back when he came close to her. It didn't stop him from cornering her, and her back hit the wall behind her. He raised his hand towards her face, and she closed her eyes, scared. She shuddered when his fingers trail down from her temple and her jaw and neck. Her blonde hair was left open.

The Crown's Obsession

Fantasy · ash_knight17

This time, he seriously inspected his temple and did not miss a single detail.

Lord of Mysteries

Fantasy · Cuttlefish That Loves Diving

"In the end, I only love you, Evangeline. So be a good girl, alright?" The words hit her hard. Was she a fool to want to take revenge? Was all this really normal and it was her exaggerating the accident? She felt her chest tightening but she closed her eyes and did not whisper a word.

Remarried For Revenge

Fantasy · Fallen_meteor

"So you returned." she smiled with a mocking glare on her face but his stoic eyes did not flicker.

Remarried For Revenge

Fantasy · Fallen_meteor

Or did he think that she would still melt if he would just smile at her like a dog carving for attention? How delusional!

Remarried For Revenge

Fantasy · Fallen_meteor

"Do you understand why I have taken this decision now?" She sighed, she had already given up on this man when she had decided to marry Damien. They why tears were still pouring out of her eyes like a broken dam.

Remarried For Revenge

Fantasy · Fallen_meteor

"Do you understand why I have taken this decision now?" She sighed, she had already given up on this man when she had decided to marry Damien. They why tears were still pouring out of her eyes like a broken dam.

Remarried For Revenge

Fantasy · Fallen_meteor

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Dona

Urban · MegMerrilies

It was where I first spotted Nis on the fringes, his eyes too curious for someone who belonged to this high society gathering. I followed his gaze, noting it mirrored how I had scrutinized the attendees when I first entered.

Dona

Urban · MegMerrilies

When I lived there, one zoomed out of a set of newly built cupboards and straight out at my face when I opened one of the doors. Another I found circling an old metallic garbage bin. Having faced rats in the trail in my childhood, this seemed perfectly normal. I suppose I should get to the point where this story lives up to its title. See, I didn't know this house was thought of as a haunted house. Until I started going to a school called North Edmonton Elementary. It might have been one of my friends that said:

Our Last Christmas

Urban · S.E. Saunders