Novels by Bolarharrow

Kira Lopez decided to let her hair down today, with just the right length to cover half of her forehead. Her light-colored eyes carried a subtle, cool, and somewhat distant smile.She glanced at Stella Harris and remarked, "It's been a while since we last saw each other."Smiling politely, Stella Harris took the menu and began browsing, saying, "Let me handle the ordering. I'm more familiar with the dishes here."Kira Lopez nodded in agreement.Once Stella Harris finished placing the order, they engaged in small talk while waiting for their food to arrive, even though this meeting felt somewhat forced.Kira Lopez handed Stella Harris a box of delicately crafted pastries from Nandingle, containing a few small cookies that exuded a charming and youthful vibe.Stella Harris couldn't help but comment, "Nandingle is truly a talented individual, both in baking and radiating a youthful charm, don't you think?"Sipping his juice, Kira Lopez furrowed his brow, contemplating the question. He re

"You gave me a deal but it didn't work out. What do you expect me to do?" she said aloud. "It didn't work because you FUCKED it up!" he replied, pissed. "And how did I fuck it up?" she asked, refusing to accept reality. "If you weren't busy trying to ruin Stella Harris performance, maybe you would have been called the best and I would not have to lose my voice on the shareholders' table." he yelled at her. This was the first time he was yelling at her. He had done his findings and discovered that Edna Farley was at fault for sending her incompetent assistant, Rita Cone to go mess with the sound systems. Does she really think Stella Harris was a fool? If Stella Harris was a fool, she wouldn't have gotten to where is was! Edna Farley froze when she heard him. Pissed, she stood up to put on her already taken off clothes. "If you don't want me anymore, just let me know. There are a million people out there who can't wait to lick my feet." she spat and started getting dress

She had to look for a way to get rid of Edna Farley else, she would never be free.As she was thinking, Edna Farley walked into the sitting room and walked past her."Good morning Edna! What will you like me to do for you today?" Rita Cone asked as she stood up."I have to go see my boyfriend. Just sit here and lazy around with your dusty brain." Edna Farley replied and walked out.She then appeared at the gate of Producer Shawn.Producer Shawn was known for being a man with an underworld connection.He had his own connection which he built himself even though it was not yet so strong."Hello, is Shawn in?" she asked the security man at the gate."Yes ma'am!" he replied."Open the gate then." she then said and closed her car window.When she drove into the almost empty compound, she stopped the car at the garage and came down.She then looked at the whole environment. It's been so long she came here. The place looked more lonely.She then looked at the simple duplex and walked in."Lo

Edna Farley had just hit her now. Her eyes turned as she tried to process her thought.Never in her widest dream would she have thought that Edna Farley would ever raise her hands on her.The most she had ever done was yell at her."Edna! You just hit me." Rita Cone protested."Yes I did, what will you do? I will hit you over and over again." Edna Farley said as she raised the mug close to her and threw it towards Rita Cone.Rita Cone didn't know when she started crying.Edna Farley then walked out of the sitting room and went into her room to cry.Stella Harris and Chris Morgan had just gotten home. They had the main door closed and went up to have a good night rest.When they got up, Stella Harris sat on the bed."Oh goodness! I feel so tired." she said lazily."Stand up and moved to the bathroom now." Chris Morgan said as he dragged her.They then went into the bathroom together and laid in the bath tub together for about thirty minutes.Stella Harris was already asleep by the time

She tried to be more entertaining, so she showed her fans her was to feed their eyes.Most of the crowd were already bored as she wasn't singing. They were of hearing background noises while she lip synced and showed her was.Soon the performance came to an end. Her fans clapped, but they expected better.She then left the stage embarrassed. This was her worst performance ever.Stella Harris saw how bad her performance was so she gave Kira Lopez a side eye. Kira Lopez got the signal and went towards the sound system and ensured that everything was fine.When she got there, she came across Ryan Spence.She then froze."Ryan Spence?""Shhhushh!" he demonstrated immediately, telling her to be quiet."I know alright, but what are you doing here, are you responsible for... ""Yes, she deserved it. She wanted the same for Stella Harris." Ryan Spence explained before she would complete her statement.Kira Lopez froze in shock.She then gathered her emotions and supported Ryan Spence to ensur

This suggestion was okay for everyone that sat there including Investor Mark. At least Edna Farley would compensate him for his efforts.After the meeting, information was sent to Stella Harris' manager and Edna Farley's manager.It was the late hours of the morning when Stella Harris had just woke up from sleep.Before she would clear her eyes, her phone rang. Immediately, she picked up."Hi Kira!" she said, yawning."Hello Stella! We're you sleeping?" Kira Lopez asked when she noticed."I'm fully awake now. What's up?""OK please prepare, you will be performing alongside Edna Farley."Stella Harris froze."Perform with Edna Farley?""Yes! According to President Harvey, it's a strategy to help cut off any ridiculous claim from the media.""Oh I see! But if Edna Farley wants no peace, there will still be no peace.""I'm sure they are aware of that.""Thanks Kira! I will practice like you said." Stella Harris then ended the phone call.On the other end of in Investor Mark's house, Edna

The night was dim; I pulled down the curtains, shutting out the streetlights and faint moonlight outside, leaving only a bedside lamp glowing in the bedroom. I returned to the bedside, sat down, and looked down at Quentin, who was peacefully asleep. I sighed and then chuckled. "I wonder if it hurts." I touched Quentin's neck. This dramatic person actually used broken glass shards to stab into his neck. The tattered book from earlier, like a door of memories, sealed memories deep in my heart, suddenly lifted that barrier and surged unbridledly. "I..." Quentin grasped my hand in his sleep, tightly, as if afraid that I would run away. "I can't run. Wherever I am, you can find me." I smiled gently, lifted the blanket, lay down on the bed, and then placed my head on Quentin's shoulder. Smelling the fragrance of the person beside me, I slowly entered dreamland. The next day, when Quentin opened his eyes, he saw me lying beside him, looking at him.Quentin blinked slightly, and after

I smiled, "And then what?" She sighed, "And then I figured out that what's amiable is just because I'm an outsider, plus my uncle's friendship with dad, but you're different." I hmmmed, "I know." She finally laughed out loud and reached up to poke me in the head, "Just say 'I know'." When she finished she sighed, "You're really not leaving this time, are you?" She sniffled, "You did the same thing last time, acted like nothing happened in front of me and then left without saying a word." I shook my head, "Not leaving, really." She stared at my glasses for a long time, as if trying to see through me. After a long time, she sighs slightly and says to me, "Zephyrine, do you love me?" I looked at her glasses in the same way, at the tears hanging under her lashes, and the seriousness of the moment unlike any other. Without hesitation, I reached up and hooked my hand around her pinky and said, "Love." I really like her. The first time I saw her, I was about 10 years old

The lift was on the upper floors, and not wanting to wait, I took the side stairs. What was there to say to her, what else was there to say. I lowered my head and didn't say anything. His intention was for me to talk to Shelby, but I couldn't open my mouth when I saw Shelby. My father drove me to the airport, and at the last minute, I pulled out my phone and sent her a text message, "Let's break up." So after leaving from the house that day, I was resenting her in my heart, but on the one hand, I still liked her a lot, making me conflicted. On the way back, my mind was still a little foggy as far as what I had just said and done, and what my father had said and done was even more of a mess. She sniffled, "You can't lie to me in the future." It was slow going, the sound of my slippers touching the floor after the living room, chugging, and it didn't take long for my eyes to adjust to the light as I eased over and took a seat beside her. I patted her head and told her, "I'm no

First he looked at me, then he smothered his head in the covers, and after a few seconds of silence, because he wasn't breathing well, he reached out and poked holes in his face and the quilt pieces again, propping himself up with his arms. I smiled and asked in a low voice, "What time did you go to bed yesterday?" She mumbled a few times, "I don't know." No longer bothering her, patted her bottom hidden in the quilt, whispered to her that I went to work, and left the study. The summer days were a bit hot and lazy, and the day was over, but looking back I kind of don't remember exactly what I did, even though all the work was done. Went home as usual and Shelby wasn't there when I got there. Got a Snapchat from her a few minutes ago and she told me that her work was completely finished and figured she was on her way home now. I was a bit lazy tonight and didn't feel like cooking, so after playing on my phone in the living room for a while, I heard a noise coming from the doorway

She hmmmed, then moved a little closer to me and grabbed the collar and pulled it down, "Nah, take the edge off." I laughed, "Tell me more, we're not discussing this right now." She frowns, "Knowingly." When she stopped, I asked, "Is she swearing at me?" I let out a low chuckle and moved up, not biting, but kissing gently and looking up at her, "There." I nodded. She didn't look at me, and I didn't comment on her remark, heading towards the kitchen. She shook her head at me, "No, I won't go without Master Gu's permission." I reached out to touch her face, "Good boy." I gave a long drawn out, quizzical oh and looked at her and asked, "What if your mum, forces you to go?" She oh'ed and got off of me and sat to the side, continuing to pick up her phone. She looked up at me slightly, "Going somewhere?" Alanna laughs and adds, "I just told her we were on the phone, ugh, do you think she'll be listening on the door right now?" Alanna wails, "Yeah, scolding her for being nice."

"I heard that Shelby was competing a few months ago?" My father's words broke my thoughts and I looked up at him, he was smiling at Shelby, "How did it go?" I turned my head to look at him. I reached out and poked her collarbone, "What do you think I'm afraid of?" The living room of the house separates me from my dad's room, and if there are no other guests, this bathroom is for my sole use, so to speak. She stepped forward and said softly, "Didn't you hear my mother say, I was called there by her." I jerked my foot back and silently pulled my chair back and stood up, heading towards the bathroom. Shelby smiled and replied, "Took first place." She gave me a look that was more like it. Shelby's mother laughed, put her chopsticks down, and said in a serious and slightly flirtatious manner, "It's rare that you're interested in matchmaking today, I really do have quite a lot of photos and profiles of various single youths on hand." She poked Shelby in the barrel, "Go get the mobi