All About Me Book Novels & Stories

The kind you’d get if you were being hired as a personal assistant for a mafia boss or a royal descendant. “This contains everything you need to know about Nico,” he said, and the weight of the book nearly tipped my wrist. “Allergies. Preferences. Triggers. Medical record summaries. Meal lists. His sleep schedule. The timetable for his therapy sessions.” He paused. “Read it. Today.” I flipped it open and immediately regretted everything. The first page alone had more information than a biology textbook. I didn’t even know humans could have this many ‘conditions.’ Or maybe Nico was just special in every possible difficult way.

he continued. "Sorry for the inconvenience, my name is Clyde Louis Contreras, and I'm 24 years old," Clyde introduced while Mortani closed her eyes and listened to his panty dropping voice. "His voice makes my knees weak," she thought. It was the first time she had experienced something like that, even with Ely. "Tani, introduce yourself to him," Grandpa Tassio said.

Although he can't leave here, like me, who knows what he gets up to in his spare time. "Not quite," he says, holding up the book so the cover faces me. On it, is the name Shinee in bright golden letters surrounded by dark tinted italic pattern swirling around like magic. It looks similar in configuration to mind. "It's a book, on your mate." I echo my thoughts, curious about getting my hands on it. "So, basically the same premise of mine? Isn't this like some kind privacy breach?" Damon shrugs his shoulders. As if he cares.

"Neal, I don't have any real friends. I was part of Tally's group, so I always hung out with her. I never had the chance to make proper friends myself while being at school. It was always school work and hanging out with Tally." "Jesus. Well, that does explain a lot, actually,'' he replied, causing a gasp to leave my lips as I laughed. "What's that supposed to mean? I'm not that terrible, but I mean, I'm not like other people here. I don't really care to party. I may look like a party girl, but I'm actually a bookworm. That is my deep, dark secret. I am a bookworm who loves to wear fuzzy socks and curl up in bed and read a book or watch a movie and drink coffee or hot tea."

' Thud! I close the book, making the guy jolt beside me. Putting it back, my fingers skim over the colourful book spines with golden titles imprinted on them. There must be a book on how to find your true passion or I will blow this place up into shreds. And I wouldn't give a damn about what quote The Alpha thinks about his precious academy! He can suck on it! Since he has time to send friend requests to everyone else but not to me. And I am happy that he didn't! Because then I would have to take care of my pictures and my sanity. 'Which is already blowing up?' Sia asks.

Close enough to show him the book, but enough distance that it didn’t feel too intimate. I hesitated as I held it in my hands, almost as if I were reconsidering my decision to show him, but after another deep breath, I passed it over. He opened it to the first page — a drawing of my old bedroom. “This was my room,” I explained quietly. “My bed... my desk... this is a computer. I did my work on there. It’s a machine that allows you access to the collective knowledge of the entire world. People can share information and images onto it, whatever they want, and anyone can see it instantly.”

She turned towards Claire who was also busy just like the other students, drooling over Mr grumpy. "So he is the " London Malik" huh?" She retorted. "Shocking right? I intentionally skipped the part of him being the most handsome dude on the planet, I wanted it to be a huge surprise," Claire replied not sparing her a glance, her eyes were glued to the glamorous figure standing at the podium. "You know, this is not my first time of seeing him but it always feels like it, geez, how can someone be this cute," she squealed sheepishly.

"Aww a mini Lance. That's so adorable. And what's the book about." "About a girl falling for someone unexpected. The same guy that told her on her worst day that, one day a stranger will walk into her life and will flip her world upside down. And it will make her realize as to why it never worked out with anyone else but him." I smiled while looking at him in the crowd. "The book is called, My Personal BodyGuard. Based on true events." I smiled. Once my interview was over there was a meet and greet. I walked over there and there was a big line. It lasted about 2 hours.

You can find it by searching on my name❤️ Hope you will enjoy the book and don't forget to leave a good review after. Much love/ Melan

She used to write about kindness in the journal she carried everywhere. Whenever life became overwhelming, I'd open one of those pages and remind myself that good people still existed. Standing here now... I was beginning to believe it again. "Aya?" Jamey's sleepy voice floated through the hallway. "In here!" A few seconds later, my younger brother wandered inside without looking where he was going, his nose buried inside a thick book. "Pancakes," he muttered automatically. Then his foot slammed into one of the stools. "Ouch." He looked up.