You have heard love stories over aeons.
Now it's time to witness the story of hatred, one that will cross all limits.
This is the story of Adira who would stop at nothing to avenge herself.
Story of a victim turning vengeful. Limitless love turning...
Noah Kingston Self-made Millionaire, an ambitious young man that has solid belief in himself He wants to build his own identity, he wants to be just Noah, not someone related to the powerful Ethan Kingston He knows he is born to do something big and he is eagerly searching for an occasion to prove himself. His motto is "The harder you work, the luckier you get" That has always been his mission in life and it has served him well.
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Noah's pov:
I sit down in the plush black office chair and turn on the computer. A picture of the most amazing flowers fills the screen and seeing that, a smile appears on my face Of course, Grace has something to do with this.
Her and I are best friends and we have known each other for years. I'm extremely glad that she stumbled into my weird little life and that she became such a big part of it. There are so many wonderful things to thank her for, that I don't even know where to start. Words will never do it justice. She knows how to handle me. I know I'm not always the easiest person to deal with, but she makes me smile in a way that no one else can. That doesn't mean I'm in love with her or something, she's like a sister to me.
Jus then, I hear a knock.
"Come in, Grace."
"How do you know it was me?" She asks walking in, with a cup and a plastic bag clinging on her arm.
"You knock when you don't want to be scolded for being late" I state the obvious.
"Excuse me, it's your fault. I brought you some coffee and your favourite chocolate chip muffin"
"You're the best Grace"
"I know" she winks at me while taking a seat in front of me.
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"Have you read the newspaper?"
"Do I need to, when I have you to do that?"
"What will you do without me?" She asks grinning and lifting her eyebrows in a playful manner.
"So, what's new?" I ask devouring my delicious muffin. Sometimes I do feel like a kid.
"It says Adira Moretti is back in New York."
"Last time I checked, I have no relative called Adira, so mind enlighting me?" My question makes Grace look at me as if I've grown 3 heads.
"Do you live in a cave or what? If you haven't heard of her, you might not really be living your best life. Her books have been number one on the New York Times Bestsellers list. But people are not praising Adira for her wild success, but instead for her incredible authenticity and vulnerability on subjects such as abuse, femininity, love, loss, identity and beauty. I've read every single book of her and believe me, her words are heart touching" She says dreamily.
"So, your point is..?"
"Adira is real and gold standard, if our company signs a deal with her, we will be in big profits."
"Contact her and strike a deal with her then"
She looks down and plays with a lock of her hair.
"Why are you nervous?" I ask, sensing her uneasiness.
She looks up and answers saying, "No one has ever seen her. She hasn't given anyone the opportunity to see the face behind those vulnerable verses and meet the woman who has stolen the hearts of so many readers"
I lean back on my chair, "So, how are we supposed to get in touch with her?"
She sighs and ruffles her hair, "Dude, I have no idea. Appareantly she chooses the publishing house she wants to work for, but we must get her to work for us. I don't know how yet.."
"That's stupid, just hire someone else, the world is full of good writer."
"Noah, trust me on this. She can take our company right on the top of the world." She says sternly, leaving no room for further discussion.
"What's so special about her?"
She takes her phone out from her bag, types something and passes it to me.
"It's her latest poem. Read it."
You know that the universe does not trend to the kind, but you're just foolish enough to keep hoping.
You offer your heart up with trembling hands to the people that seem like they're coping. and of course, you were wrong, and of course, it bites back
it seems the cosmos delights in your ache. it's just one more failure to add to the list, and you break,
and you break
(A/N this poem isn't written by me, I found it on Tumblr)
"That's..deep."
"We need her, Noah."
I surf on the internet and check out other poems written by her and one in particular catches my eye
Found you when your heart was broke I filled your cup until it overflowed Took it so far to keep you close I was afraid to leave you on your own
I said I'd catch you if you fall And if they laugh, then fuck 'em all And then I got you off your knees Put you right back on your feet Just so you can take advantage of me
Gave love 'bout a hundred tries Just running from the demons in your mind Then I took yours and made 'em mine I didn't notice 'cause my love was blind
Tell me how's it feel sittin' up there Feeling so high but too far away to hold me You know I'm the one who put you up there Name in the sky Does it ever get lonely? Thinking you could live without me Thinking you could live without me
My breath gets caught in my throath and I suddenly need air. I keep Grace's phone down on the table and get up to leave, without saying any word.
Sophia..
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*jumps from a unicorn*
Hola, lovely readers Hope you guys are doing well, if not, don't be scared to drop a message so we can chit chat a bit.
Are you liking the story so far? Who's this Sophia now? *winks winks* Lemme know what you think by leaving a comment down below and please, with a cherry on top, a star would literally attach a rocket on my back and make me reach the moon in no time.
There will be a lot of mistakes, please bear with me. English isn't my first language but I'm still putting effort into writing as decently as possible.
