A Rising Man Book Novels & Stories

They can't keep their hands off eachother. As his band gets recognition and everything starts to turn around for them, Faris finds himself caught in a controversy one that could ruin his career and his dream. The band faces backlashes and is on the edge of breaking and on the other hand everything turns upside down in his fairytale love story.

“I want to return them.” “Sure.” Said the man as he gave Irina a brilliant smile. Irina lifted one brow as a respond. Unbeknownst to her, she earned many sharp glares from the women in there. “I like the rabbit prince in this book.” Said the man, trying to make a conversation. He got no respond from her. Awkwardly, he continued the returning process. Irina’s mind was filled with dejection. His action had answered the question which made her heart sank.

*Cough Cough* Evelyn was trying her best to rid herself of the taste of stomach acid, and the feeling of her throat being on fire. "Nnngh.. S-Since when d-do A-aaangels throw up?" groaned a thick Irish accent in between heavy breaths. "Holy shit!" Evelyn screamed fumbling for her cell phone, she turned on the flash light pointing at the man. His one eye was swollen shut, the other he could barely open looking at her, a light smile on his face. 'Holy shit he's alive!' The man was a bloody mess. It looked as if one arm was dislocated or broken, his head was laying in a puddle of his own blood, though Evelyn couldn't tell where the wound was his hair was soaked in blood. It looked as if they h

The smile on Samuel’s face froze, but he quickly recovered and said with a sweet smile, “Oh, Ms. Lane, why did you bother bringing up that jinx? What bad luck! “I’m a free man right now, just waiting for your full support.”

She called out to the errand man, "Excuse me, could we get two cups of coffee, please?" The errandsman, caught off guard by the sudden double request, looked slightly confused. He hesitated for a moment before nodding in acknowledgment and swiftly going to fetch the coffees. Soon enough, the errand man returned with a tray of steaming cups. Abigail was the first to receive her coffee, grateful for the caffeine infusion. Just as the errand man extended his arm to offer a cup to Evan, she unexpectedly refused, leaving him confused.

He looked at the book cover, 'Order of the Chalice, Guardian of the Lost Arts' "What do you want me to do?" He asked again "Ascend" "Ascend to where?" 'No reply' "Okay, but what's all this, what are they for, and why me? Why me? Am a boy." By now he was exasperated. "Because you're the best," the book started answering from the last question. "The most suitable candidate, you can fail and may fail but you can rise and you may rise. Most men can never rise and will not rise because of who they are, because they do not possess the energy to and they were not chosen. But you, son, you're he, and you're chosen. The eras dissect and the periods intersect. The nexus of life is beyond human underst

Beautiful room but very functional. Ana glided between the aisles of chairs and tables toward her goal. There in the second row was where she should sit, but a rather large, dusky skinned man in robes sat. Clearly pleased about some accomplishment and attempting to give off the impression that he was clearly more important than he was. Ana lay her documents on the desk in front of him. Gave him a wide smile and waited for him to say something. “May I help you, my dear? You appear to be confused about your place. Perhaps I can assist you in finding your place.” Butter couldn’t melt faster in his mouth without burning.

Suddenly a chill seizes me, and I wonder if what I saw earlier is about to play out again. The punk's gaze darts from the handsome man to me as he weighs his options. With a curse, he wrenches his wrist free and steps back. "You're not worth it, you stuck-up bitch," he mutters, shooting me a venomous glare before he slinks away. "Is this your book?" the handsome man bends down, picks up the copy of What Great Paintings Say effortlessly despite its weight, and asks. There is concern in his green eyes but also admiration as he casually thumbs the edges of the book. His sudden appearance is a relief, and I'm grateful but also bewildered.

No One POV . . . Author Note: You guys will read the details of how all the things happened in my other featuring the lead role of Mishri & Eklavya (BAD BOY’S VIXEN). I will start this book in January. Before that, I need to end this book. . . Back to the story! .

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.