A Little Book Novels & Stories

I called out to her. "It's not about where they sit to read, it's what they sit to read." She said vaguely and I arched a brow at her. She inclined her head towards the small table beside the couch and I took a step closer to it, lifting up the books to examine them. Something twitched in my jaw and I ground my teeth together as I stared at the books in my hand. 'A Luna's guide around a pack' 'How to be a good luna.' 'The ideal Luna.'

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Little me was in desperate need for love and affection, she was praying Kennedy and Robert would be a mommy and daddy. Finally came the cake, it was a chocolate cake, what little would say no to a chocolate cake, I had a generous slice that I devoured happily. Next was opening of presents for Robert he had some good ones and others he just closed back the box and gave his friends the third finger making me giggle. I stayed silent watching him open all his gifts giving thanks to each one for the none offending ones, lastly was Kennedy’s gift, it was the book she got from my job. He must he a bookworm like me. My little side wanted him to read me bed time stories.

“Little One… Oh, you are going somewhere?” Su Yeon said while combing her hair, “Brother Lufan! What happened? I am just going to return the notes. Want to join?” “Only if you don’t mind… I have nothing special to do today,” Lufan agreed. Lufan looked at the book which was lying on the table beside her sling bag. Intuitively he took the book and opened it, just to meet with a familiar name. He asked, “Little one… how do you know— who is this person?” by successfully concealing the shock in his voice.

she didn’t need a minute or two to answer this. She responded immediately. “It would be the book called The Little Prince.” Noah looked interested. He continued to listen. “The Little Prince, first published in 1943, is a novella and the most famous work of Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, a French aristocrat, novelist, poet, and pioneering pilot. The Little Prince is a poetic tale in which a pilot lost in the desert meets a child prince visiting Earth from a tiny asteroid, with watercolor pictures by the author. The story is philosophical, with social criticism of the adult world thrown in for good measure. It was written during the era when Saint-Expiry escaped to North America following the Fall

The girl said. “Same here. I actually thought that this book wasn’t popular but you’re reading it as well. Oh, I’m Kayne by the way, Kayne David.” “I’m Natsumi Koga, it’s nice to meet you!” “Ah yes, you as well. I was actually about to ask if you always come here.” Kayne asked. “Uhuh, I always go to this café every time I go to town, this is actually kind of my spot, haha.”

And indeed, she is my little angel. "I love you," she mumbled. "I love you," I replied.

entence. Fuck him and his mood swings. I went to bed in a rather good mood, and couldn’t wait for the next morning. The day next day just wouldn’t move fast enough it was meetings from start to finish and I couldn’t wait for my date. We have been texting back and forth the entire morning and if that wasn’t enough I received a big bouquet of white roses with the note written My Little Snow it reminded me of the nick names the guys have for my girlfriends and I hate to admit but even though I knew it would never come from Caleb and I knew it was from Bryan a small part of me wondered if Caleb would do something so darn sweet. If he found the perfect one if he would do something so romantic. I

Hi everyone, I’m Alphamini, the author of "My Little Mate". Before we dive into the story behind this book, let me share a bit about myself. My real name is Shivani Sharma, and I'm a part-time author with five years of writing experience. My favorite genres include Vampire, Werewolf, Billionaire, Young Adult, and Fantasy. Besides writing novels, I enjoy reviewing and providing feedback on other authors’ story outlines and the first five chapters of their books. I also have a passion for researching writing techniques and materials.

She giggles at my joke and sets the bag on the end of the bed. "Good morning, Leena. I'm glad to see you in much better spirits. How are you feeling?" I put the book back down on the nightstand and sigh. "Firstly, I'm extremely bored! This is the only book I have to read and I can't even get to the library to find more." "I can do that for you, any preferences? Or do you want me to surprise you?" My eyes light up with joy. "Oh yes please! Most definitely surprise me! Thank you so much!"