To Be Continued...

To Be Continued...

Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

Summary

It's all up to you. No, seriously, it is. I've decided while I stall and ponder on my book, I'll do something creative and different with this unfinished story I found on my computer. Here are the rules: well, there really aren't any. There is no genre, there are no limits. The only request is that it keeps the story going from where it left off. Whatever you think should happen next, comment with as little or as much as you like. I will try to include everyone's ideas into the story. If not in the next chapter, perhaps the next after that. While I will do my very best to keep this an interesting story and keep it to some guidelines and in hand so it's still bearable to read, I will also try to stay true to what you want in the story. Now it's possible that there are some things that just won't be included, but the goal is to try and avoid that as much as possible. Everyone will be credited to their penname at the end of each chapter- or whatever name they request to be recognized by. Seriously though, if it's a crazy idea, tell it to me anyway. AND PLEASE DO NOT PUT DOWN ONE ANOTHER'S IDEAS. Seeing someone doing that could persuade me to not include them. This is a project, not a competition or critique. Horror, romance, erotica, sci-fi, fantasy, western, etc... whatever you can think of, I'll do my best to include it. Remember, I don't write until you do! So hurry with those comments and let's continue this story!

Summary

It's all up to you. No, seriously, it is. I've decided while I stall and ponder on my book, I'll do something creative and different with this unfinished story I found on my computer. Here are the rules: well, there really aren't any. There is no genre, there are no limits. The only request is that it keeps the story going from where it left off.
Whatever you think should happen next, comment with as little or as much as you like. I will try to include everyone's ideas into the story. If not in the next chapter, perhaps the next after that. While I will do my very best to keep this an interesting story and keep it to some guidelines and in hand so it's still bearable to read, I will also try to stay true to what you want in the story. Now it's possible that there are some things that just won't be included, but the goal is to try and avoid that as much as possible. Everyone will be credited to their penname at the end of each chapter- or whatever name they request to be recognized by.
Seriously though, if it's a crazy idea, tell it to me anyway. AND PLEASE DO NOT PUT DOWN ONE ANOTHER'S IDEAS. Seeing someone doing that could persuade me to not include them. This is a project, not a competition or critique.
Horror, romance, erotica, sci-fi, fantasy, western, etc... whatever you can think of, I'll do my best to include it.
Remember, I don't write until you do! So hurry with those comments and let's continue this story!

Prolog (v.1) - How It Begins

Author Chapter Note

This is what you've got to work with. So far our main character hasn't even been named!

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 15, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 15, 2016

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 It's all up to you. No, seriously, it is. I've decided while I stall and ponder on my other book, I thought I'd do something creative and different with this unfinished story I found on my computer. Here are the rules: well, there really aren't any. There is no genre, there are no limits. The only request is that it keeps the story going from where it left off.

 Whatever you think should happen next, comment with as little or as much as you like. I will try to include everyone's ideas into the story. If not in the next chapter, perhaps the next after that. While I will do my very best to keep this an interesting story and keep it to some guidelines and in hand so it's still bearable to read, I will also try to stay true to what you want in the story.

 Now it's possible that there are some things that just won't be included, but the goal is to try and avoid that as much as possible. Everyone will be credited to their pen name at the end of each chapter- or whatever name they request to be recognized by.

 Seriously though, if it's a crazy idea, tell it to me anyway. AND PLEASE DO NOT PUT DOWN ONE ANOTHER'S IDEAS. Seeing someone doing that could persuade me to not include them.

This is a project, not a competition or critique. 

Horror, romance, erotica, sci-fi, fantasy, western, etc... whatever you can think of, I'll do my best to include it. 

Remember, I don't write until you do! So hurry with those comments and let's continue this story!

*****

 Classes over, I stood inside, just to the left of the building exit. I leaned over just enough to peek out the window and grimace. My heart was thudding hard beneath my ribs. I couldn't go out there, I just couldn't. I simply would not be able to bear this another day. My breathing was becoming ever more rapid by the millisecond, and I nearly fell unconscious. I shuffled my feet to keep awake, and simultaneously squeezes my eyes closed to try and focus. 

 While attempting to regroup, I lost my balance and nearly fell into the floor face first. My hand grabbed onto the push bar in reflex, and the door flung open, making me stumble with it. I managed a most ungraceful landing onto my backside in lieu of my face. I couldn't even acknowledge the pain or embarrassment, because my eyes were immediately on the royal blue Lamborghini, parked on the side of the street. It was a beautiful car, but every time I looked upon it I only felt intense trepidation.

 Evan Wright- the owner and driver- looked at me through the rolled down passenger window. Despite that his aviators were mirrored, this in partnership with the distance between us, his eyes burned into me. He raised a hand and slid them down his nose so I could see his midnight blue irises, and they said everything for him. I swallowed, dusted my hands on my jeans, then rose to my feet. Forgetting my bag in all of my intense dread, I walked to the car.

 He had exited the Lamborghini by the time I reached him, and was waiting at my door. He opened it for me, and I slid in silently. I heard some girls in the distance cooing and commenting on how sweet my Evan was. Such a gentleman...always a gentleman. I watched him walk to where I fell and retrieve my abandoned purse. I looked down at my lap when he turned back to the car. I couldn't suppress the tears, only the ensuing sobs.

 He reached through my window and gently set the gold GUCCI bag on my lap. He had given it to me for my birthday- It was just another lie. I think people sensed it sometimes, especially my older sister. No one ever asked though. They questioned it, but not in the way they should. I rubbed my belly protectively as I wept. I was two months along with his child now. I didn't regret the child in the least, and had no cause to regret the father...only to loathe him. 

 Back in his seat, Evan rolled up the windows. “We're going to see your family.” he explained, his voice monotone.

 It was an unspoken command to quit crying and pull myself together by the time we arrived. They had no idea... they all loved Evan. It wasn't their fault though; how could they realize that my husband was the world's most clever criminal?  It wasn't their fault they’d never realized I had spent the last six months of my life kidnapped. I closed my eyes, my fists clenching so hard my nails dug into my palms.

 “I hate you.” I whispered.

 He adjusted his aviators before shifting the car into drive.

“I know.” was all he replied.

 

 

To be continued...


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