36 Days Book Novels & Stories

She finishes the fourth book in March. Not March of the sixty-sixth year — March of the sixty-seventh. Two years and one month from the first entry. One hundred and four entries, shaped into four movements, the final movement written in the last six weeks, with the quality of something that has been building for a very long time and is now simply arriving. The book is called The First Life: What the Practice Earned and What the Practice Cost.

“Home. Us home.” _Silence. PCH. 2:31 PM._ Adrian driving. 72 BPM. One hand on wheel. One hand holding mine. “Day 38,” Adrian said. Quiet. So Isla didn’t hear. But she did. Always hears. “We did a crowd. We did school. We did Mother’s Day. In public. No panic. No Cayman. No Reese.” “Day 38,” I said. Squeezed his hand. “25 days left. Until June 2nd. Until ‘both’ starts. For real.”

Hello Guys!!! ❤️❤️💜 That is the end of Ramon and Camilla. Sorry the updates were so slow but I took a lot of time working on this book. Hope you all loved reading the first book and the sequel. Thank-you for reading both the two books, 60 Days and The Return. I can't thank you enough for the reads and support you have shown. I have a new book coming up soon, TAMING TERRA. Please check it out. I will be posting it soon on goodnovel, the edited version.

And then I looked up. The building towered above me—glass, steel, and quiet intimidation. It shimmered like money. Cold, distant, impossible money. This… this was going to be my home? For the next 365 days? My stomach turned. I adjusted the strap of my bag, suddenly aware of how ordinary I looked in the reflection of the sleek windows. One hundred days. One hundred days of whatever this was. And somehow, I’d agreed to it. Or… had I?

Then, the kiss – a fleeting touch, a brand of possession, a silent acknowledgment of their precarious arrangement. Uno's words, a low murmur against her lips, were a cruel twist of fate: "Let's keep this 365-day marriage our secret. And don't worry, kissing you is the least I'll do." The veiled threat, the raw power in his voice, sent a shiver down her spine.

she added, rereading the will. "62 days..." I sighed. "What did you say?" Kathe asked. "I'll be 28 in exactly 62 days. I'm single. I have 62 days to get married." "But... with whom?!" Kathe said, as she slumped back into her chair. I was speechless. My mind is racing. "Where am I going to find a man to marry in 62 days?"

[Bonded.] It had been six days since I had gone missing. I wondered how my family was doing? I wondered if Rob had even noticed or cared to. Three days ago, all I wanted was to go away from this unknown place and continue my life where I left it, but now? I don’t really know anymore. I see peace here, and so suddenly, these people had been treating me like a princess. I had asked severally, who he was, and why they held me here. Their answers were confusing.

Keith said in conclusion as he rose to his feet. "Oh, I'm also taking Jennabeth along." I hope y'all had a great read. Thank you for reading "Sixty Days With You." It truly had been sixty days with y'all. To read more of my books, check out the new MM Romance book I recently released titled ' KILLIAN'S GAME.' You'd love it and I promise it's a happy ending!!

All day, from breakfast to the market, to cooking and to laughing over the worst dinner either of us has ever eaten…. I never thought about the sixty-day contract. Not once.

It had been two days since the blind date and today was my first day as a resident in global health, and I couldn't be happier. I sat on my bed while going through the text messages from the girls. Ashlyn was first. 'Happy first day of work. Then it was Pheobe. 'Have a happy first day of work, something tells me today is gonna be a great day... I mean who knows what wonderful thing could happen today? I knew Pheobe was a very optimistic person but whenever she was this optimistic there had to be more to it.