A/N: Edited. Just a small confession, when I write my novel, I kinda don't keep notes of the character or time setting etc so there could be some mistakes that I am sure can be rectify soon. Your helps counts too. Thank you
Love, Diana.
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“Clarke? W..what are you doing here?” El ask him while being held by him with his arms around her waist
Her back was leaning on his huge frame and El couldn’t help but be insanely happy just being able to see him after so long. Of course she didn’t show that to him so she tries to let her long hair covers her face by shaking her head softly. His hold on her tighten and he growl in his ear.
“Ìlie mou, if I were you, I’ll shut that pretty lips of yours before it gets you into more trouble than it is.”
The hair behind her neck stands straight and the warmth of his breath brought shivers down her spine. A moan almost escape her lips and she has to bit her lip to control herself.
A movement
A/N: Unedited ... Patience is a virtue That’s what William Langland quote in 1360, referring to a man in search of faith. Seeing her own situation right now, that sure is a dumb thing to say, huh? El had to spend all day in the office with Clarke sitting beside her, sharing her space and used his mini laptop to work. He refused to leave her alone. Something about Matthew will come along and take that opportunity to steal her pissed him off. Does she even look like she was a damsel in distress? Once it was time to return home, El steps out with Clarke guarding her from behind and she was surprised to see a chauffeur opening the door to his car. Another guy in suits and glasses, looking like a guy in ‘man in black’ sat next to the driver seat. El just stands there. Weary of what is going on but Clarke wasted no time and lift her up without warning. She shrieked and start hitting his back when he keeps on walking dow
A/N: I'm sad. I should've uploaded this yesterday (now is 20/11/2020- 12.48am) since I haven't upload it a day before but due to getting too distracted by Rowan Atkinson, I missed the deadlines. Huhuhu. I'm so sorry guys. Here's a longer chapter for you. I think I'm ending this story by this month but no promises tho. I hate rushinga story and turn them into shit. We'll see how the story goes for now.Only 11 more chapters to go this month. Have a great time reading and God bless you always.Love, Diana...Droplets of warm water kisses her face as El stands in the middle of the shower space. She looks up, allowing the droplets to warm her whole body, keeping her mind and heart calm from whatever worries or things that have and may bother her.Her reflection on the glass door shows how skinny she has become following the month of separating with Clarke. It was not horrible but she can see her shoulder bone and how define her torso has become. Even her f
A/N: EditedThe light shining from the window pane and touching her exposed skin made her hum to a Maroon 5 song. The sound of rain hitting the roof from outside and the mirror covers by droplets of the Sunday morning made her smile as she stretches her body on the softest, comfiest sheet she has ever lay on. Her mind speaks the words as her lips vibrates to the tune.“Did you have a sweet dream, baby?”She grinned with her eyes still closed, holding her blanket tighter to her skin.“The sweetest.”The same voice chuckled at her and El can feel gentle fingers pushing her long hair behind her ear and caress her cheek.“Was I in it?”Her eyes open instantly and in a lightning speed, she crawled away from Clarke. She even pulled the comforter tighter up to her chin seeing her thigh was exposed and she w
The dinner table was very quiet. Only soft clings and clings can be heard from Martha moving the dishes and meals to the table while Edgar sat with both El and Clarke were there across from him.Edgar was staring at Clarke long and hard, a hint of anger in his gaze. He couldn’t believe how Clarke was the dark version of Daniel, an exact replica with his own twist and now, he is sitting there to have a dinner with his wife and daughter. He even tried to call Christine before that to make sure everyone is on board with the fact that his youngest daughter is getting married but like always, the brat tends to ignore him. Not really a surprise tho until she runs out of money . Which begs to differ, why she haven’t call him now?He had separated with his wife since the day he lost his business and his wealth. With the money El has kept for her mother’s foundation, he uses it as a way to keep himself alive. He was strung with guilt of course but he was desperate and
A/N: Complete but I’m still planning to add more words to this. Just stay alert from time to time. Happy reading!Love, Diana...It was in the middle of the night when El woke up all of a sudden. She found herself sleeping on top of Clarke and she couldn’t help but smile seeing how spent they were after hours of love making. His hair was a beautiful mess on the pillow and a loud snore can be heard coming from him.She giggled softly and gently move away to stand. Her bladder was bursting so she quickly slipped away from his grasp and ran to the bathroom in his shirt that felt down to her knees.After relieving herself, she headed to the bedroom, planning to continue her sleep with Clarke. Suddenly, she hears a vibration from the small cupboard near Clarke’s bed. The sound came from her phone so she picked it up and frown at the person calling her. It was Christine.What the heck is she doing calling her almost 3am?
A/N: To be edited. This story is ending soon.Love, Diana...El woke up with a sound of something heavy being dragged on the ground. Her eyes flutter slowly seeing how her vision was pretty much hazy. She then notice that she was in a dark room, definitely a basement seeing how there's no window nearby and the only light that brightens the room was the two tube lamp on the ceiling. Not that it did much. Her surrounding looks like something that was crafted from a slasher film studio and she was at the torture chamber.Nevertheless, El somehow remembers the smell of the room like she had spend her day there yesterday but she was having a hard time remembering how that was even possible. There was a rusty smell and dust tickling her nose and she sneezes a couple of time."Oh, my. Bless you, my love. Forgive me for the worn out room but its the only way to bring you down memory lane."El quickly turn to her head and see Matthew, who was busy arrangi
A/N: Well, chapter 30 seems to be repeating itself by uploading twice even though I didn't do that. Glitch happens again and even I am annoyed. Don't worry tho.The repeated chapter has been edited and became chapter 31 (previously is chapter 30). Next chapter aka chapter for 26/11/2020 will be chapter 32 and it will be uploaded on the chapter that was publish on 25/11/2020.Bottom line now, next chapter will be publish and can be bought on 27/11/2020.Love, Diana....Due to a parade in town that early morning, the police was having a hard time going to the cabin where Matthew has threatened El to go for her sister’s life.While waiting for the authority and Matthew’s father, Andrew Sterling to arrive, Stefano, Raoul and Clarke already arrive there early. They hid in the bushes for fear of Matt’s cabin being equipped with CCTV camera. Doesn’t matter how old or abandoned looking the cabin was, the fact that it is owned by a millionaire
A hand was touching her and El was about to shriek when she stops once she sees Stefano."Shh, it's okay. We're here. You're safe now. The police are on their way."El's eyes widen and she pulled his arm, "Please! You have to check on Christine. She’s hurt. He had hurt her. Please...”“Your sister is safe now. We’ve found her. Raoul's with her.”“How is she? Is she okay?”Stefano struggled to reply but he did it anyway. “Its bad. She’ll survive but... the scars, it will last.”El nodded and started to cry. Poor Christine... She must’ve gone through hell.Stefano turns to see Clarke still in his violent rampage beating the hell out of the now bleeding Matt. Concern etched his face but El pulled at him again. He turns to her and stare deeply into her sad and pleading eyes. He sighed and crept slowly towards the two man and raised his voice."Clarke! You got to stop. The police are coming!"Clarke remain unaffected
So far, the two whole weeks Hope stayed at the Walton’s mansion; was the best week she has ever experienced. Day by day, she would meet Kinsley and she was glad that his bruises were beginning to heal, especially when she sneaked some medication from the maids who were also aware of what his father had done but didn’t seem to care that much. At least the maid, Ana was kind enough to give Hope that but made her a promise to not let anyone know or else she will get in trouble for giving a first aid kit bag and paracetamol to another 10-year-old. It did seem to help Kinsley and when Hope introduced Alissa to him, Kinsley’s father was there too and he looked concerned by how close Hope was with his son. Pretty hard to believe that the thinning hair with pot belly man who claims to be his father was even related to Kinsley. The only thing similar between them was their moss-green eyes. Alissa is suspicious of the mark on Kinsley’s face, exactly what Hope is hoping for her to see b
ANNOUNCEMENT 🚨🚨🚨GOOD NEWS!... At least for those who enjoy the series that is. I have decided to write a follow up stories, sequel if you may under the Broken series and this time, Imma focus on the third generation of the Walton's family and I am delighted to start with our little Hoppy baby😍Updates starts everyday start from 1st October but if I miss one day, please be kind. I have a full time job to commit as well but of course, I will try my best to deliver on time.If Hope stories goes well, I will continue with the other kids or maybe other generations of Walton family or connected family at least.I hope you will enjoy the series and im starting with the prologue down here. Stay tune and take care guysYours Truly DIANA WOLFE...**Synopsis**Hope Walton knew the first time she met the scrawny boy with bruises on his body and the brightest blue eyes ever, he would hold her heart and forever be his to own.Even when her parents adopted Kinley James and made him her adop
A/N: This is the last chapter, you guys. Thank you for being such great support all this time and I am beyond grateful to each and every one of you. I apologize if my work might not be as good as you want it too. I promise that I will grow an be better at it and make more novels to entertain you. God bless and please stay safe. Love, Diana ... The Walton family gathering was a huge affair indeed. Not only the Walton’s family was there, but socialites from all over the world were also present to meet the powerful family and Alice never thought that she would be a part of that. Even her dressed was chosen from the finest designer with the best dress available for all of the Walton’s sons and daughters. Her own was from the Atelier Versace Fall Winter 2020 Collection. A gorgeous orange dress that has an intricate back and the sparkly fabrics just made her feel like a princess. A sexy one at that. Thankfully the marks that Ryan had inflicted on her chest has faded a little and a littl
“What the fuck are you talking about? Sister-in-law? A..are you Harry’s brother?” Ryan applauds playfully and inches lower to face her. “Smart. Very smart. Yes, I am Harry’s brother. I mean, step-brother. Illegitimate, step-brother. Yeah, I was surprised as you are when my mom told me that back when I was 13. Shock the shit out of me because everyone in the UK knows how powerful the Walton family was. I didn’t hesitate to find him just to let him know that I was his son because I had a crappy, abusive, good-for-nothing excuse of a mom. Right when I finally found the big guy, you what he says to me? He told me that I was lying, how my mom was lying and we were all a bunch of street low life that wants nothing but scares up reach folks like him. He knew my mom alright but just like London, he chose to leave me in the hands of my crazy ma and never to be seen again. He was a rotten fool and when I finally had enough, I left.”
"Alice. Wake up, baby. You don’t want to miss this entertainment do you?.”The vaguely familiar voice penetrated through the shroud of fury, pulling Alice back up from the void as if hooking me with a line of clarity.“Come back to me, Alice...” Coldness seeped through her shirt to her skin where a hand touched her. She slowly opens her eyes and squinted at the when the light was too bright for her.Once she got accustomed to the brightness, she was finally able to identify the stench of rust and water dripping from the darkroom.She finds herself surrounded by a log interior with deer antlers on the wall but the light around them shows how messy the room was. Junks scatters on the floor and dust with cobwebs made the room stuffy.
A/N: This chapter is a little unedited. Will complete it once I finish 2 more chapters....A constant ringing of her doorbell made Emily beyond pissed. To be b bothered while she was in the midst of business made her grip her fist and ready to slap whoever’s dares to bother her so rudely.Her home wasn't just any other homes in New York. She was living in a half-million-dollar penthouse and to be bothered like this makes her wonder how useless the security guard in the premise is to allow such disrespectfulness.Her anger made her refuse to peek through the hole in her door. She quickly opens the electronic door and all her red emotions just melt into ice. More like those ices melt and fall on her head.Right in front of her was both Alice and her friend Giselle, staring at her angrily and both breathing hard. Before she could close the door or block them, Alice forces herself in and Emily staggers back.Emily quickly turns her gaze t
Alice stands in front of Harry, adjusting his coat and shirt while their maids slowly bringing his working suitcase into the car. There was even a small lunch box prepared for him and the sight of it just tickle his guts.Harry laughed. “ That lunch box will make the boys laugh at me. I’m not a kid, Alice.”“Yeah?” She snorted. “Well, you got a wife that cares about your well being and about what you eat in that office of yours, surrounded by nothing but junk food and dairy shit. I mean, do you even have lunch shops every single day??”“ I don’t actually. When you’re a billionaire, it’s pretty nice to have the ridiculous amount of restaurants around New York that I can go to. I doubt my client enjoys going to restaurants with....what’s that again? Junk food and dairy shit.”“Sure but a lunch made from your lovely ol' wife is better than any of that, don’t you t
“So... how were you and mom today? Did you two had a good time gossiping?”Alice rolled her eyes at him but smiling when that happens.“We weren’t gossiping. Just like how you and dad weren’t gossiping about football. That is so sexist.”Harry chuckled. “What so sexist about me asking my wife what she and my mother talk about? Chatting is like gossip and gossip is like… when you talk about someone. You did, didn’t you?”Alice took a sip of her orange juice and Harry laugh. Stretching his legs and folded them with his back leaning on the sofa near the fireplace.“Who was it? Tell me, I’m dying to know. Can you imagine mom used to do that with me when I was a kid? I could've sworn that she wanted a daughter but poor ol' me, I was a good enough substitute I guess.”Alice laughed and slowly made his way to sit on his lap. She even hears him groan and he spread his leg
“So, how are you and Harry going along?”Alice sips on her warm tea and returns her gaze to her mother-in-law.“Oh, we are going along great. We’re doing fine, Eva.”She just grinned at Alice and nodded.“You can tell me, Alice. Even though I’m not your biological mother, you know I love you like you were my own, don’t you?”Alice stares at her for quite some time, debating about what to tell her since she obviously knows nothing so to tell her the truth is not an option. Eva would get a heart attack if she knows what his son did. It was time to come up with something different.“I know. It’s just that... it’s complicated. A bit of a fight but nothing much. Normal couple stuff.”Eva glared at her suspiciously for a second and sighed. She looks pretty disappointed.“Alright. If you don’t want to tell me about what’s going on, then I u