Pov Rooftop Novels & Stories

The day before the piano competition finals, my boyfriend deliberately locked me on the rooftop to help his childhood friend win. He stared at me intently, his voice low and steady. "You'll have plenty more chances. Can't you just let her have this one?" Later, to secure her spot in the orchestra, he went so far as to break my fingers with his own hands. I confronted him in anger, demanding to know why he would do this when we were supposed to be in a relationship. He looked at me solemnly and said, "Susan, Miranda's mother saved me all those years ago, and now I have to fulfill this wish for her." What he didn't understand was that for me, losing the use of my hands felt like losing my very life. After I made the decision to stop loving him, he shattered his own hand, hoping to get my forgiveness.

The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death.~Oscar Wilde~Adoration is not profound enough a word to express the depth of my love for her. From the moment she walked into my life and set my heart and soul on fire, not a day's gone by that she hasn't plagued my every thought.We were each other's completion. She was everything I wasn't--the sigh to my roar, the virtue to my sin, the cure to my wounds.We Were One.Until the unthinkable happened.That I've survived such a tragedy without having completely lost it, is a mystery in itself. But as my mind starts to blur the lines between reality and my delusional heart, I begin to question everything, including my sanity.And then the real mystery begins . . .Author's note: We Were One is an alternate POV to Girl In The Mirror but both books can be read as stand alones without the need to read the other to follow along!We Were One is created by Elizabeth Reyes, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Pia Norman is not your average human girl. She is nosy and playfull and a princess of the vandari kingdom . On the other side of the world is Dylan Pendragon who is a cocky, arrogant and a flirty lycan prince What does fate has in store for a this arrogant and flirty lycan prince who is meant to be mated to a nosy and playful orphan princess Extract Dylan's POV The seer walks to the middle of the hall. Walking like it's something very urgent then the King gestured for her to speak. "There is going to be an imbalance in nature and it's going to be soon" said the seer. Everyone face looked pale even Queen Adaline my mother was shocked and asked "how" looking confused The seer stamatia continued.... "A lady will come into the royal family and cause the destruction of lycans and werewolves with her powers" . "Then how do we stop her from coming or destroying us" Dominique questioned getting impatient. The seer thought for a while and continued " we can't stop it from happening but when she is here we will definately do something about the situation" "Then let's find her and kill her" I said leaving the hall.....

𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣. 𝘿𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙨. ••••*••••*•••• When her childhood crush, Axel, returns to town and moves into the house next door, Hayley Anderson can tell something about him has changed. Yet it doesn’t stop the feelings that blossom between them, tugging at her heart in ways she can’t explain. But Axel’s return has brought strange events to town, like unnatural animal sightings, howls at nighttime, claw marks in odd places… and the dreams. In a bid to unearth truth, Hayley must dig into the mysteries Axel has brought back with him. Because the shadows trailing him aren’t out for just him—they’re coming for her too. With her heart caught between love and danger, she must navigate her way through supernatural elements and unravel the ancient bond written in her blood—a mystery that has followed her from the very beginning. 🔥 Werewolves | YA Romance | Small Town Mystery | Breathtaking secrets & suspense | Paranormal TV series feel 🔥 NB: This story is written primarily in first person POV, with only a few chapters rendered in narrative/third person style.

ONE GIRL CAN CHANGE THE WORLD When Rosalie Morgan escapes the brutal werewolf who's been holding her captive, she inadvertently starts a war between two rival packs. With a bounty on her head, the entire werewolf population is out to get her, and she ends up in the clutches of the Alpha Twins. Aeron and Cain plan to sell Rosalie back to her hunters for a princely sum but when they realise she's their mate, everything changes. And when it turns out she's not as human as she looks, and that she has the potential to birth a new race of Lycans, they know they can't let her go. Can the Alpha Twins keep her safe when every Alpha wants to breed her? As more secrets are exposed, can Rosalie get over their initial treatment and can Aeron and Cain earn her trust enough for her to ever love them? What to expect: Multiple POV (Primarily focused on the FMC.), explicit sexual scenes, drama, lots of angst and misunderstandings, breeding elements and of course a HEA.

On the same day I was admitted into the hospital for my pregnancy, my husband, Charles Page, received 108 missed calls on his phone. It was from Sue, his mentee, a girl who had cancer. I asked if he was going to pick up, and he replied impatiently, "All she does is call me all day! Doesn't she have any other family? She's so annoying." Later, that very girl posted a photo of herself on the hospital rooftop, wearing a white dress. The caption said: [If I jump down from here, will I become a butterfly in my next life? Maybe then, everyone won't hate me.] Charles only glanced at the post before chuckling mockingly. "What does she mean, turn into a butterfly? Is she delusional?" But after that, he grew visibly restless, before rushing out and not returning all night. That night, I hemorrhaged and was taken into emergency care. When the nurse asked if I wanted to keep the baby, I looked at the empty space beside me and answered calmly. "No, I don't."

During Christmas break, my boyfriend, Trevor Hayes, asks me to stop by and feed the dog that his childhood friend, Evelyn Summers, keeps at her place. I bring a bag of kibble over. But the second I open the door, a huge pit bull lunges at me and bites into my face and arms. Luckily, a neighbor hears me screaming and pulls me out of its jaws, but the damage is already done. The scars will stay with me forever. I break down, but Trevor blames me instead. "You must've done something wrong when you fed Mojo and set him off. You just got a scar, but Mojo's dead!" The weight of it all crushes me until I climb a rooftop and jump. After dying, I see Trevor holding Evelyn in his arms. "Honey, you're so clever. Starving Mojo for a few days really worked. Now, she's dead. We can finally be together." When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day Trevor asks me to go feed that dog.

Right before graduation, my roommate waved around a job offer from some overseas company. It had a three-day workweek, with a starting salary of $50,000 a month. It sounded too good to be true, so I warned her it might be a scam. When she struck out on other job leads, I asked my dad to get her a position at his company. She scoffed at the eight-hour days and $6,000 monthly salary, calling it slave labor. Then she went live online, falsely accusing my dad of inappropriate advances and pressuring her to bear him a son. When skeptics questioned her, she swore no woman would lie about her honor. The internet erupted, branding my dad a predator. Our company collapsed under the backlash, leaving us drowning in debt. To spare me, my dad jumped from a rooftop to his death. Devastated, I wandered into traffic and was struck by a truck. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Amber got that shady offer.

“Ohhh fuck, baby… yeah, that feels so fucking good.” My stomach dropped. The voice was Nadia’s. My half-sister. Zara Calloway knew something was wrong the moment she opened her apartment door. She just didn’t expect betrayal to be waiting in her own bed. Her fiancé. Her half-sister. The two people she trusted most in the world—wrapped around each other like she didn’t exist. So she didn’t scream. She didn’t beg. She simply took off her ring… and walked away from her entire life. One betrayal. One rooftop bar. One reckless drink too many. That night, she meets Cael Ashford—a man who looks at her like chaos is something he has been expecting. And by morning, she wakes up married. Cael Ashford does not believe in accidents. He believes in plans. Long ones. Patient ones. The kind that take years… and a wife to complete them. Zara was never supposed to be a mistake. The problem is—neither is wanting her.

SHE WAS a typical student who always got bullied in the Stoneheart University, not because of her looks but because of her magic. She always believed that she was just a weak enchanter since the first time she used magic. However, things started to change the moment she encountered a weird guy who seemed to love black at an abandoned building's rooftop inside their school. Slowly, her unknown fate started to unfold. Out of the ten types of magic existing in their world with a lot of subtypes, why would she have to possess such a controversial one? Instead of not being able to use mana the way she wanted to, why must she have to obtain the one that is unwanted? Dark. Black. Two similar words that were always seen by people as evil. Light. White. Two words that were always regarded as good. In a world where everyone has a negative thought about black magic, could a person born with it last until the end while assuming she has such a difficult task she didn't even wish for? Book cover by Ate Angelica Maghirang