1st Edition Nook Novels & Stories

Vera exchange a glance with her friend, " could you tell him Iam here" Sophia took a controlling breath, she could clearly see the full cleavage of their breasts in the skimpy clothes they wore, this girl was getting on her nerves, there was a way she talked that annoy Sophia but she remained calm, " Iam afraid not, he doesn't like to be disturbed when he is resting, but I will let him know you came" she said in a dismissing way.

"I'm Adeline... You are?" "Crystal... Crystal Noah. Cyrus's in-law," she replied and shook her soft hand. "Oh... It's you," Adeline said with a blank expression. Now, Crystal got curious and opened her mouth to ask her what she meant but Adeline's phone rang. "Sorry, my Uber driver is here," she said after pulling out her phone. "It's nice to finally meet you, Mrs. Noah. Good night." Crystal waved at the woman, still confused about what she had said. With a shrug of her shoulders, she turned away.

It was as if the other person was trying to totally consume the other person in their own way by fornicating. End of Book one.

They led disgusting and horrible lives not because they desired such lives but because they desired freedom and would do anything to obtain it! "Jonathan, I'm talking to you," he said again when he was ignored. "You think I am kidding." I'll make you know whom you are disrespecting. I'll make sure that all of you will forever remember me. He yelled, taking his phone from his pocket. Jonathan and the rest didn't have to wait to know what he was about to do. They already knew because he hadn't done that once. He had been doing that in their presence so many times. Alpha Aura owned millions of phones, all with different color cases. The one he was holding was blue, meaning "deaths."

'My dearest Kayla, If you're reading this it's because I'm either serving life in prison or my life has been taken from me. I know I haven't been the greatest partner and I'm sorry that I'll never get a chance to make it up to you. You were right, I should've put you first. You were the most important person to me and I should've shown it.

Elijah and Nate were my friends but they took the initiative, should I make a friend on my own? Inhaling deeply, I turned to look at him but paused. What do I even say? Do I say hello? Do I praise him? Elijah was a little rude in the beginning and Nate begin with praising himself and then pulled my cheeks. "He- omg is that a marvel notebook?" I squealed quietly, looking at the notebook dazedly. If you don't know, I'm a big Marvel fan! The boy looked at me with wide eyes looking down at me with a happy expression.

I know it's been too long and you probably forgot the plot of the story itself (lol) but I knew it was my responsibility to complete this, so you can reread to refresh your memory and I hope you enjoy the journey. A Night With The Billionaire is my first book, one that opened so many opportunities for me and it'll always hold a special place in my heart. It may not be the best in term of editing, but I truly cherish this book and I promise to go back and re-edit both part one and two so it'd make a smoother and more enjoyable read for incoming readers, as well as those who'd be rereading.

You are the CEO of your imagination. This book contains mature content. Some parts might be unsuitable for children below 18. There are sexual scenes which are in the nature of this genre. This book also has subtle themes of violence, and there are undertones of social issues being tackled. Read at your own risk. And please take note, this is my first book in English and English is not my first language. Expect some typos and grammatical errors along the way. The first few chapters are insanely short (around 1k words) but as you read through the next chapters, they can reach up to 2-4k words. For me, this is how I see myself improving as a writer. I am no professional and I always aim for im

A human-sized sphere-shaped magic power charged towards Madam Zoe. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOAH?!" To be continued... *** Hi guys this is my first English story. Mark if there is a word error, okay. Don't forget criticism and suggestions. Thank you n see you

Instead, my hand moved to the inner pocket. My fingers brushed against something hard and plastic. I pulled it out, expecting a gym pass or a protein bar wrapper or worse, a condom wrapper. I shivered at the last thought, ew! But it was a small, leather-bound notebook. I knew I shouldn't open it. I knew I should put it back, return it with the jacket, and maintain my shred of dignity but curiosity has always been my greatest sin so I flipped the cover open. The first page was a date from three years ago. The day I left. Underneath it, in Noah’s jagged, aggressive handwriting, were three words that made the air freeze in my lungs: