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Parang may maliit na bagay na nakaipit dito. Out of curiosity, agad ko ng kinuha ang librong 'yon mula sa shelf then dusted it off. "'Where the sun doesn't shine' by Marvens Jeff Bonhomme..?" I couldn't help but shook my head just reading the title at the cover page. This hardbounded black book was no doubt a novel, an old novel kaya ba't naman nandito ito? Was Mr. Romero also interested with this piece of crap? With disgust glare at that book, kinuha ko na lamang yong papel na nakaipit dito and then put that book back to the shelf.

So Noah always complained when I wanted to go on a diet again. To eat fruit salad, I have to hide from Noah. My eyes immediately shone at the neatly arranged novels on the shelf. My guess is right; there are many novels with the latest title "Oh my God, which one should I buy first" I said enthusiastically. I glanced at book after book, looking for one that was more interesting to buy My eyes accidentally turned to the end of the bookstore; there was a man in a black jacket and white hat standing there like a statue. At first, I thought the man was a decorative statue, but soon his eyes turned to mine until mine and the man's eyes met each other.

Keeping her focus not to fall gave her the chance to look at the unconscious man more properly this time. She gasped realizing how this man looked so fine. It reminded her of that one time she saw an illustration for a male lead character in the romance novel she was reading. He looked like it. He looked like what leading men should look like. He was straight-up taken out of a fiction book.

one After the breakfast was over, a different bustle started in the mansion than usual. The young man looked around curiously as he walked past the workers and entered his room. Something was going on, but he had no intention of asking! He went to his room, took a shower and left. He got dressed and went out to the terrace to look from where he always looked. He was distracted when he saw the jeep coming from afar, spewing dust. Nothing would happen here unaware of itself, but this jeep? After the jeep parked in front of the mansion, he looked at the person who did not recognize him. Since his mother had come downstairs to greet him, he was an important person. Nevra reached out her

The first novel I read was by Louisa May Alcott; Little Woman, and then moved on to other feminist novels such as Handmaid's Tale and Pride and Prejudice—the book I'm holding right now. Well, I shouldn't be going around the library looking for a novel I like because what I'm supposed to be doing is taking care of a crazy bastard named Rhysand del Millero, who's on the phone. But I don't want to do that. I'd rather buy time with the books in front of me until the helicopter he's waiting for comes over to the bullshit he started. Damn, I hate this situation. I hate being stuck with a domineering, powerful man who loves to be heard more than to hear, and hates that I can't do anything.

I didn't want to be a thief even if Gera was technically responsible for the thefts. My favorite of all the wonderful tomes was a book about love. The main character was this buff and dreamy human man with piles of muscles who oozed confidence. The woman he loved swooned at the thought of him, and it had very outlandish descriptions of human sex. It wasn't that way for nymphs, for one I'd never seen a male nymph with more than slight muscles and certainly none that made fire explode in my belly.

the aged security man said "We're here to see Hajiya" "Oh you're welcome. You can go inside please" the man said to them and open the door for them "Thank you" they both ambled inside the shop and walk straight to the receptionist place. The young lady at the desk was busy reading novel on her title "Zaheera" a novel written by Zainab Abdulkadir. She was so engrossed in the novel that she didn't see them until Khady finally spoke "Good morning" Khady greated