“Oliver—look at me. Stay with me.” His lips were blue. His chest hitched in sharp, broken climbs and slides. The oxygen machine—his lifeline—sat quiet and useless, knocked out by the blackout that had rolled over Larks Falls like a fist. He clutched her arm, terrified. She screamed down the halls for help. No one came. That was the night Kenya stepped across a line the Laramore estate had etched into everyone who worked there: obey the rules, or disappear. On paper, that mansion at the edge of town was a marvel—stone and glass behind iron gates, home to Travis Laramore,…
Author: town gist
He hits the hospital counter so hard his knuckles go white. “Please,” he says, voice splintering. “Save them.” Three tiny faces peek out from inside his coat, breaths barely there, skin the color of paper. Nurses gasp. Blankets, tubes, warmers, hands everything happens at once. And the man who carried them in—Jonas Mercer stumbles backward into a chair and grips it like the only solid thing left in his life. That night will change everything. But to understand why it matters, you have to know who Jonas was before he pushed through those doors at St. Bridg’s. In Harborview, Michigan,…
They had already buckled her wrists when the phone rang. It wasn’t supposed to. Not at that hour, not with the chamber ready and the microphone angled toward a mouth that hadn’t used words publicly in three decades. A guard’s hand hovered inches from the lever. On the chair sat Marlene Avery Knox—small, silver-haired, almost translucent with tiredness—eyes lifted in that hollow way people get when the world has taken everything and there’s nothing left to trade. And then the voice came across the line: “Don’t do it. There’s been a mistake.” To understand that sentence, you have to walk…
You can hear the collective gasp before you see the bride. Marble underfoot, ivy climbing the stone, and a courtyard packed with people who think they’ve seen everything money can buy—until this. She steps out at Halden Ridge Estate with her face fully hidden behind a delicate mesh veil. Not a glimpse of a cheekbone. Not the outline of a jaw. No one in the crowd has ever seen her before—not the guests, not the staff, not even the groom. And that groom, Jordan Whit—thirty-one, real-estate phenom, cold steel in a tailored suit—is marrying a stranger. The question slices through…
It all began in a lecture hall when a young woman named Nora Williams collapsed in the middle of class. Her notebook hit the floor, her pen rolled away, and the room went silent. Students froze in shock—no one moved until one man leapt from his seat and caught her before she hit the ground. That man was Damian Carter, the billionaire of Brook Haven, whose very presence commanded attention. His suit, his voice, even the way he ordered someone to get water all of it carried authority. But what no one knew in that moment was that the simple…
The millionaire mocked a black boy — but then, everything changed. The ballroom shimmered under chandeliers, every crystal catching the light as if it had been polished just for tonight. Dozens of wealthy guests stood gathered around the grand piano, their silk gowns and fitted tuxedos glowing in the golden light. But at the center of it all stood someone who did not belong — a 10-year-old black boy, thin and small, in a faded gray shirt tucked under a filthy apron. His trousers hung loose, patched at the knees, and his yellow cleaning gloves were still on his hands.…
A billionaire ready to fire his maid with one angry call.A little girl who picked up the phone instead—and changed his heart forever. What started as rage turned into silence when he heard the words:“Please don’t fire Mommy. She needs money for my medicine.” That single call shattered a wall of pride and revealed a truth that money could never hide. Watch what happens when power meets innocence and a billionaire learns what it truly means to be human. “Where the hell is she again?” Edward Hale’s voice thundered across the office. The clock struck nine. The housekeeper hadn’t shown…
She raised him like her own son. She gave her life to his home. But when the billionaire returned, he found his maid—the woman who had once been his only comfort—running in the street in nothing but a towel. The neighbors whispered. His mistress smirked. And then Clara asked him the one question that broke him completely: “Did you ever care?” His answer shocked everyone. Clara James had spent her life serving others. At sixty-eight, her silver hair and wrinkled hands told a story of decades bent over buckets, ironing endless shirts, cooking meals she was never allowed to sit…
In a private hospital suite, a young Black nurse faced weeks of insults and humiliation from the billionaire’s wife.Every mistake was twisted against her. Every word cut her down. She never fought back—terrified of losing her job.But the day Claudia went too far, her husband finally spoke.The silence broke, and what he said left the entire hospital in shock. The luxury hospital suite gleamed with polished floors and quiet machines. But inside, the air was thick with tension. Amara had learned to dread this room—not because of the patient in the bed, but because of the woman who visited him.…
Every day, the twins sat in silence, staring into each other’s eyes as if passing secrets no one else could hear. Their mother grew terrified. Why did they ignore her? Why did they only stare at each other? When she finally uncovered the truth buried in her husband’s past, the revelation shattered everything she thought she knew. Elena dropped heavily into the chair, the ache in her back reminding her she hadn’t sat still all day. Toys were scattered across the living room floor, bottles half-washed in the sink, laundry piled high in the corner. But what gnawed at her…