All Chapters of Bn 001 book-00114: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

 inished with her classes for the day, Susan gathered her belongings and headed for her car. Susan was frustrated with herself that she was still obsessing over Travis. He was most likely a jock and a frat boy. No handsome face was worth putting up with that kind of ego, lifestyle, and likely feelings of entitlement. No, she needed to stop thinking about the sexiest man she had ever met and focus on her college classes and her job. She did not have time for a relationship anyway, and she did

Henry dan Dita masih menikmati suguhan pemandangan yang ada di taman oval, "Aku haus.." kata Dita.Orang kaya tapi tak pernah kencan, Henry memberikannya kartu Gold S. "Belilah dan gunakan ini untuk membayarnya.""Kartu, untuk apa?""Tadi kau bilang haus -""Iya.. tapi mana mungkin aku akan membayarnya dengan sebuah kartu.""Kenapa? Di dalam kartu  ini ada banyao uangnya, tuan muda seperti ku tak pernah menyimpan uang cash!" entah dia salah atau tidak, yang pasti tuan muda tak pernah salah.Haaah... Dita menghela nafasnya dengan pelan, dia mendorong kartu itu kearah dada Henry."Simpan saja.." "Hei kenapa kau malah menyuruhku untuk menyimpannya?"

I'm a Killer?Sunlight began to enter my room and made these eyes feel dazzled.  I woke up from sleep and took a small mirror and saw the cut marks on my cheek.  I didn't expect Shui to treat me this way.  This pain is really painful.  I got out of bed and took an ointment to treat it, while I was treating it.  There was the sound of someone breaking the door to the room.  "Why do you think so!"  Said Shui angrily, yes he broke the door.  I just stared at him.  "Forgive me, Sir," I said as I put the ointment on the table.  "Whatever! Now I want you to go find a beautiful woman for tonight otherwise you will be punished."  You definitely want to play women again, aren't you tired of changing women?  "For what, Sir?"  I asked.  "Dare to answer!"  he said, holding out his hand to slap me, but I immediately lowered my head.  "Yes, Sir,"

     Nathaniel yelled my name multiple times, but my eyes didn't wander off the image of my mother lying on the ground by my father. He grabbed my arm, which brought me back to the scene in front of me. Our two bodyguards, the same ones who practically raised Nathaniel and I. The ones who were like brothers to each other, were trying to kill each other, or at least George was.      Donatello asked him to snap back to reality, but his murderous intent simply increased with every swing. George saw an opening and stabbed Donatello in the side before he turned to us. Nathaniel stepped up and began to fight him, but George's superiority in sword fighting was evident. Soon he had Nathaniel against a wall with a s

A/N: Thus book is simply a work of fiction so some things are kinda absurd. Dear Diary, I thought I knew what grief was, I was finally getting better, finally getting past my Dad's death, but then this has to happen. Why is my own case like this? It's been two weeks since his burial and my life has changed for the worse. My life was terrible before but I had my Dad as my buffer but now he's gone and so is my hope but I must strive on and I mustn't give up on life, I have to hang on. That used to be my mantra for a while and now I'm not even sure anymore. Every moment hurts, it hurts to even try to make it past a day. I was getting used to it, getting used to my twin sister's and step-mothers abuse, I mean I've been used to it all this while but now its worse because my dad isn't around to defend me. I wish I could talk about what has happened to me but it hurts to do so, who would I even tell sef, all this wahala because of why naa. It hurts to hav