365 Day Book Novels & Stories

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He reached back in and brought out a box which he opened for me to see the largest, juiciest, most decadent chocolate-covered strawberries a girl could imagine. Thinking back on that day, it really ought to have been the best day ever. But there were so many more days to come—word of advice: never sell yourself short on your best day ever. Keep looking for that next best day and living for the future rather than reliving the past as your only good day. I still had a wedding to plan for and a whole life with this adorable, loving, romantic man.

The grand Empress sighed a heavy breath and closed off the book. It had been a complete day since she was engrossed into the book and had finished only one life. The book was entitled as “7 days and 7 lives” which meant that there were still 6 pending for her to come across. She was already baffled and emotionally unstable at the moment witnessing all the Chaos that Trinity had been through all her life which had been engraved on the muffled pages of that heavenly book.

Shelve of books. Books! So he reads? She walked over and took a big book out of the shelve. It had a red cover. It was probably the most attractive book there. “Mo... Mo... what kinda language is this?” she scoffed trying to pronounce the name of the book. He appeared out of no where again took the book from her and placed it back on the shelve. “I forgot to tell you earlier. I was just too excited. They are rules in my room.” He said and placed his both hands on her shoulder pulling her away from the shelve.

He grunted, leaning on the chair. Zoey beamed, reaching for the zipper in her bag and bring out a large book, she passed it to him. He held the book, his eyes reading the title and subtitle. 'how to make a girl fall in love with you in thirty days (a month) by Roger C. Pierce' Alec grunted, before banging the book loudly on the table. "That's a month, I have only half a month," He sighed. "Oh." She smiled a little. "Sorry,"

Without saying much, Darko walked out of the hall and stood at the entrance, guarding it. ****** "Today is Friday, it's sports day. The young Mistress will need all the help she can get… Help her to feel among, it's been a long time since she participated in sports… she usually throws tantrums with her handlers…. She is nasty to everyone but it's different with you," Darko said as I finished the heap of meals he had packed for me. "Hey! I am not doing this because you suggested it!" I rose up to my feet. "I know," he responded as I marched past him.

It was rumored that it was the place where true mates during ancient times would travel to together. As for my wolf, I knew she hadn't disappeared or been sealed away. She was just temporarily in a deep sleep. I continued to study and do experiments, and my days were mundane and uneventful. However, occasionally during experiments, I would feel a sudden pain in my chest. Tears would slide down my cheeks and drip off my chin. I shook my head briskly and continued working. Since I had forgotten it all, it didn't matter. … 21 days later, my phone suddenly began vibrating wildly.

## Author's Note Hello everyone, I am incredibly grateful that you have taken the time to delve into my book “Caged by Him.” Your time and attention are invaluable, and I want to express my heartfelt thanks for allowing my story to be a part of your day. Writing this book has been a journey filled with passion, creativity, and a few challenges along the way, and I’m thrilled to share it with you.

He wasn’t my real father, but he raised me, loved me, and I never felt the absence of the parents I never knew. After the cake and presents, Noah and I headed to the festival of the Blood Moon. The Blood Moon was the biggest festival we had. It came once every two years, only on the night when the moon turned red and lit up the sky. People believed it was special—a night when bonds grew stronger and fates could shift. And this year, it fell on my eighteenth birthday. That had never happened before, not even to an Alpha’s child or the Alpha himself. So maybe that meant I was special. But orphans don’t get to be special.

Instead, what met my eyes were dark-gray bookshelves, a massive rosewood desk, and walls filled with foreign-language books I couldn't even read. The air held none of that childlike sweetness, just the old smell of paper and a faint trace of sandalwood. "No, this can't be… This isn't real…" I dropped to my knees, my hands clawing frantically at the expensive carpet. Just yesterday, Dorothy had been on this carpet, playing with her puzzle. A blue piece of sky had gone missing, and she had cried for ages looking for it. Now, there was nothing. Shaking, I pulled out my phone and opened my photo gallery.