my apologies for not updating in a while. Between my new job and depression I've been having some trouble getting any writing done. I hope you all understand and thank you for bearing with me.
Nick POV He stood up from his seat and led the way out to the garage. I glanced over at Roz and rolled my eyes as I followed him out. As we got into his car I was instantly annoyed knowing that it was my money that had paid for his luxury vehicle. I found it condescending that as much as he detested my presence, he had no problem enjoying the perks of mine and Roz's divorce. He refused to acknowledge the fact that I was Selah's father, or that I deserved rights to her. Honestly the whole situation was infuriating, especially since I still had such deep feelings for Rozlynn. I hated even referring to her as Rozlynn, but I knew it was time to accept that she wasn't my Lyvie anymore. Instead she had gone back to Rozlynn, the small town girl that everyone here knew and loved. Well, I suppose she had actually grown into that girl, since she wasn't nearly as wild and carefree as she had once been when she was a child. Now she had gone from the town's wild child to it's sa
Remi POV As Nick got out of the car I couldn't help but to wonder about him. He had shown up here so abruptly that it just didn't seem right. I feared that contrary to what he said, he did want to try to win Roz back, and it seemed that no matter what I told him about her, he was still in love with her. I questioned what that might mean for my marriage, but I knew that Roz would never speak openly to me about it. It seemed that somewhere throughout our marriage we had gotten lost. She used to tell me everything, but now she rarely ever spoke to me. I never had any idea what was going on inside her head anymore and I hated it. Years ago, when she showed up on my doorstep I would have sworn that we were meant for each other. I had never met anyone so full of life and so resilient. She was this incredible beauty that had landed in my lap, and the six months that we spent together had been the best six months of my life. I watched her heal from the traumas that she had incurred th
Rozelynn POV Remi came home from dropping off Nick, and to my surprise, he got in the shower with me. It had been a while since he had bothered to try to be close to me, but I was more than happy to welcome him into my arms. At some point over the past year our marriage had begun to unravel. We were no longer having intimate moments, and it was truly taking its toll on both of us. He kissed me needily, and I happily returned his affection, happy to have my husband touching me, needing me and wanting me again. I would never say it out loud, but I had truly missed this closeness between the two of us. Once upon a time, Remi had been my very best friend. He gave me the freedom to speak openly and honestly about my feelings, regardless of how dark they were. Sure Ryleigh had always been my best friend, but there were certain things that I didn't want to burden her with because she was my little sister. So, upon my return home, Remi had been my go to and my support through the ha
Hey everyone! I know I haven't updated this book in a few months, so I wanted to take a moment to address this. I've decided that the best thing for me to do right now is pause on this book. At first I was hoping to finish it by the end of the year, but the truth is that I've had some serious writers block when it comes to this story. I know where I want to take it, and how it will end, but I've been lacking in inspiration when it comes to these characters. So, right now, my focus is on finishing The Timekeeper Dynasty book I'm currently working on. I've also recently began another project I'm passionate about, though I haven't gotten to a point to where I'm ready to upload it to the platform yet. I hope you all can understand, and are willing to bear with me until I am ready to finish this adventure of Roz, Nick & Remi. Until that time comes, please feel free to check out The Timekeeper Dynasty Series here on Goodnovel!
Alyvia POV “So this is it then? There’s nothing I can do? We can’t fix this?” He asked me, his voice breaking with emotion. “No. I won’t stay with a cheater.” I said solemnly, though I couldn’t bear to lift my head to look at him. “And this is what you want? My money? Ofcourse it is. It always comes back to my money. Well Lyvie, you can have it, because whether you choose to believe it or not, I love you. I love you more than anything in this world. This money means nothing to me if I don’t have you, so take it.” He spoke as he signed the divorce settlement. I didn’t miss the way he sniffled as he spoke, or how he wiped the tears away before he signed. I knew I was breaking his heart. Hell, I was breaking my own heart, but I knew this had to be done. I’d made a promise, and I had to keep it. Sure, he and I would both walk away from this heart broken, but we were both strong, we would heal from it. Jazmine, however, I feared what might happen
Alyvia POV I remember sitting in my Avondale office waiting for Jazmine to show up a year later. She was running late that day after her therapy session. She had decided to take my advice & found a therapist to help her work through the pile of issues that Nick had left her with. The wedding was in two days, & I still needed to pick up my dress from the boutique & finalize the menu. When Nick proposed, he had said he wanted to get married on our one year anniversary, so I had managed to plan a wedding in three months. I had run into him at his favorite coffee shop on October 1st, a Saturday, & he said that he noticed me as soon as I walked in. He was sitting there eating a raspberry bear claw, while drinking his morning coffee & scrolling through social media. He said that I stole his breath away, and that he had never seen anyone so effortlessly beautiful. I had ordered a tall salted caramel mocha latte with extra caramel & mocha drizzle & an apple cinnamon scone. I sat t
Alyvia POV Then, there I was, standing in front of the mirror in my hotel suite, admiring my wedding gown. It was perfect for a fall wedding. It had been a sheer fabric with a thick floral vine pattern on it. It came clear up my neck & was long sleeved with the back cut out. It was form fitting & turned into a silk form fitting skirt with a high slit that ran up my left leg to my hip with a 2 foot train that flowed behind me as I walked. The front was sheer as well, with the thick floral pattern running perfectly over my nipples so you couldn't see them through the sheer fabric. It was flawless & I had looked beautiful in it. My hair was in twisted up into an elegant updo that allowed for my flowing curls to come out of the top & cascade down. My veil was attached to the tiara that I wore, which had been my second wedding weekend present from Nick, & it had been pulled over my face just before I entered the hall. I had worn a blue garter, & just before I had put on my dres
(5 Years Later) Nick POV I woke up this morning angry, I wake up every morning angry though so it’s nothing new. I haven’t actually been happy since she left me. I pretended most days to keep everyone from worrying about me, but inside I was dead. She took every bit of life from me when she left. I had thought I could talk her into working things out when we met to sign the divorce papers, but she wouldn’t even look at me. I had felt so defeated that I couldn’t stop the tears when they came. She was all I had ever wanted, but someone had sent her pictures of that one night, the only time I had failed to make it home. We had gotten into a fight before I left for work that morning, and it continued well into the day. She wanted to sell the townhouse and move out of the city, but I didn’t want to. She wanted me to quit my job too, saying that I had more than enough money, that I didn’t have to work. But I loved my job, so I refused. We had fought about it all day,