Novel & Cerita Shameless Reunion

she shrugs. I sent her a glare. “Ahvi,” I bring my hand down at the sound of my name and turn around to find Miss Xenia and Katherina approaching with the unfamiliar face of a good-looking guy. “Ahvi. I want you to meet someone,” Miss Xenia starts as they finally halt in front of us. The guys step forward. “This is Shame, he's going to be your partner from now on,” I eye the guy. There's nothing out of place about him, his features are sharp and defined but…he smells odd. My brows furrow.

They held a family get together every first friday of the month but because of the scandal involving the Ashford daughter in law, it was moved closer so as to discuss the matter at hand. “Welcome, Mr and Mrs Ashford.” The head servant greeted as the entered with a courtesy. “You are here, Seb.” Nora grinned as she saw them. They were all seated in the living room except for Older Ashford who was still in his room. She ran up to them and Kaira smiled up to her as they approached them. “Good evening Aunt, Uncle Henry.” Sebastian greeted and Kaira followed suite as they recognize Layla and Henry completely ignoring Caleb and his family.

Shreds of marble fell to the floor in powdery white clumps, accompanied by a deep, guttural scream that bellowed from deep beneath our bones. Was I hallucinating? Did Bobby or Hank even see this happen? I don’t know, and I never will. I was so caught up in the horror of what I’d witnessed that I missed Johnny’s introduction to the title track, ‘The Final Reconciliation’. And finally, Mr. Hargrove, we come to the reason why you’re here. What happened that night in the Hyades club? Everything I’ve told you these past few hours has all built up to this moment, and I find that my old heart is beating in my chest just as it did that night onstage. I can almost taste the blood on my tongue and sme

came the startled tone of Mark. I quickly looked at Mark and then at Fred, who too looked taken aback. "Have we met before?" Fred asked raising his eyebrow "You are quite the forgetful one aren't you?" Mark said, "Five years back, car accident, your plastic surgery.....ring a bell?" Fred's eyes filled with recognition but he immediately grimaced, "So, your that scrawny dude who handled the case! Imagine meeting you here and to think you even remembered my changed face" "I have often been complimented for my sharp memory! It was a pleasure meeting you again. But now, I am running out of time. See you soon" Marks said checking his watch again, before opening the car door and getting behind whe

Sarah quickly hopped to Drake's side and expected them to remember each other and do some boy's greeting. So awkward. Drake thought. Men would always be men and don't have to go all dramatic. What if they didn't really remember each other? They shook hands and exchanged cliche greetings, like 'how are you, man' and all. Sarah felt like they are back to when they are kids and looked super happy. They went to sit down and Ahmed screamed 'Ayana'. Lola came instead, claiming Ayana is using the restroom, but in reality, the girl refused to leave the still emotional Morgana and Lola had promised to help, since she walked in on them hugging in the kitchen.

Five years after we split, at the worst point of my whole life, I ran into Adrian again. He was the youngest, most untouchable Don on the East Coast. It was a social gathering for the East Coast mafia families, and nobody had expected the Vance family's new Don to show up with his fiancée on his arm. People were whispering. "Adrian came himself? When he shows his face in person, it usually means someone's about to bleed. He doesn't spare anyone."

"But tonight, Ella, our last night before the mating ceremony... let's play a game. One night of absolute freedom. For both of us." A wave of hushed murmurs rippled through the crowd, quickly erupting into excited howls. I remained silent, my face expressionless. The pack quieted, sensing the coming storm. Asher's intention hung in the air like a foul stench. He wanted one final, wild romp with his old flame before the shackles of political marriage bound him. One last rebellious howl before the collar settled around his neck. He figured I’d have to agree. Because my Moon Shadow Pack desperately needed this alliance, and I couldn't afford to refuse.

Just this—shared air, shared grief, shared blood. “Hey, Lila,” she whispered, brushing a thumb gently down her sister’s arm, “how would you feel if we started hanging out more? Just us?” Lila turned, brows rising in suspicion. “You mean, like… on purpose?” Brielle let out a soft, broken laugh. “Yeah. On purpose.” Lila’s smile came fast, her nod faster. “I’d like that.” And then, quiet. But not peaceful this time. “She’s gonna die, isn’t she?” Lila asked suddenly.

Zoe continues in a warning tone, now glaring at the youngest girl in the group, “And we would’ve been actually mentally and emotionally prepared. But no. It HAD to be this one.” Though she seemed calm about it last night, it only took a bit of time before Zoe had fully realized what the reunion meant. Reuniting with people from their past. All of them. Not handpicked ones according to their whim. There were awesome people from their childhood, but also condescending ones, who they had a bit of a fallout with. Sure, she isn’t one to back down from any confrontation. However, causing a scene at the reunion doesn’t sound very pleasant. She’d rather not go altogether than attend and pretend like

Holt's voice came on, and I knew that it was really over. I summoned the strength left in me, and dragged myself to my feet. Holding my gaze low, my face burned with shame and bitterness as I dragged my feet out of her apartment, waiting for what the future has in store for me...