Novels by MilStephen21

The trial is set next month, about Eric’s allegedly unthinkable behavior. I was sexually violated, not just once, but twice by him. The woeful news became the buzz of our town, as media stations blocked our front yard house with cameras and business vehicles.All of our daily activities were hassled by the dogging stations, that became perceptibly jarring for both me and Mom. The wave lasted for a week, but our nosy neighbors won’t stop darkening our doors, knowing that they’re not concerned about what happened to me, but only to have the full details of what have transpired.Mom was fully exhausting every thing that she can to make sure that Eric will be locked behind bars, notwithstanding the amount of anxiety attacks that she bore she could have had in a week.Liam came by and decided to stay with me in our house, practically to protect me from the possible blackguards. Ashton and Blake frequently dropped by to show their emotional support.

I need to put a halt on despising myself because Liam is not the only family I have. His demeanor is unacceptable and he should deep down realize it.The night was enchanting, with ceaseless laughing on the dining table, that led to a campfire drinking at the idyllic view on the rooftop.All of us gathered on the breezy rooftop, garbled on cardigan and handmade quilts. Mom and Zeke sat closely together, as they share a thick quilt. I lounge on a cardigan that I borrowed from Eloisa. Eric flumped beside me, already done with his second bottle of beer.“You have to take it easy, Eric. The night is still young,” I said smilingly.“Hey! I don’t take a word from a kid, especially who’s inadequate to remain herself conscious just after drinking one bottle.” Why does that made me feel mortified?Back when I was working for Eric, I never ever knew what alcohol tasted like. All I knew is that it has a strong, bitter, disl

Jet lag must have been working hard lately. We’re already back in Brussels, but my circadian rhythm isn’t restored yet even after three days of staying inland.One more week of vacation still awaits me, and I don’t want to spoil any moment wasted. Liam is still at Majia, attending Evans, whom I hope is going to fully recover sooner. I wanted to bring Evans some flower but I can’t even afford the shipping fee, that could cost me my life.The sun shone so strikingly bright today, bringing radiance to every life being here in our town. Not a sign of impending dark clouds.Animated kids stroll at the side of the road on their bikes, neighbors mowing their lawns that has been neglected for a while, mothers gossiping about almost everything, and dogs scampering and barking endlessly as if they’ve been trapped inside their kennels for a year.On the other hand, Kit here has been unusually down today. He looks weary, his verve is at

The hospital was eerily quiet for a huge establishment. It’s almost as if I can hear all of our fluttering heartbeats combined, the three of us, Liam and Jake, preparing ourselves from the worst-case scenario.Liam’s disquietude is the most palpable amongst the three of us, who’s blankly staring on a dingy wall with both of his hands, clasps tightly, affixed to his mouth.I caressed Liam’s ruffled hair as we wait for Evans’ health results, hoping not a vital organ was maimed on the stab.The surgery took an hour before the doctor went out of the E.R. door.“How is he? Is he doing alright?”I can see Liam’s desperation to see Evans being in fine fettle, setting aside his ill-will for his cousin.Our satisfying sigh of relief begot a joyful rush running through our body when the doctor announced that there was no critical injury being subjected despite the puncture.It wouldn’t take

I carefully dipped from the bluff as Evans assisted me. I can infer that Liam saw red when Evans wrapped his arms around my midriff to aid me. I’ve never seen him this jealous with anyone else, other than the incident with Caleb, that conflicted me ever since the twins set foot on the island.For whatever reason was Liam unrested in sight of Evans, I felt strongly guilty. We plopped at the umbrella’s shade adjacent to the waters.“I’m sorry.”I held Liam’s scrunched face and kissed him. He was trying to hold back, but never detracted.“I don’t have any clue at all with your rivalry with Evans, but if you really wanted for me to avoid him by any means, I’ll-------.”“He stole my first love,” Liam disrupted, as he accidentally crushed his ice cream cone in his fist. He tried to calm himself down after his outburst, as he wiped off the ice cream orts on his hands with a morning to

The night was pretty chilly in our room, specifically in my spot because I lied right beside the wall. I can hear Jake’s snoring from the other room, which made it harder for me to fall asleep. In addition, the strong fruity fragrance of Nica’s sunscreen that densely punched my nose, giving me siege of headaches.Liam lover carried me to our bedroom for I straight down guzzled numerous glasses of premium red wine last night. Slivers of memories suddenly gushed inside my head. Supercuts of Marco’s mind-blowing fire spinning performance, Jake’s cartwheel flops, that almost broke his ankle, and Liam’s tipsiness that made him bend on one’s knees, play pretending an engagement proposal to me. Everybody is wild and out of control. I wonder what would the valets think of our madness earlier.I couldn’t toss and turn because of the strait bed, so I stiffened up like a hollow freckled log running in the river of Nile.My eyes wer