Anne Rice Novel Novels & Stories

“How are you, auntie? Happy there, right? I miss your grilled fish.” Alex stared at the portrait for a long time, which made him resolve that separating Arini and Richard was supposed to happen. Arini could have shifted Aunt Novi's position here. Even though no one asked for it, but still he didn't accept it. plus the relationship between Reyhan and Arini who were ex-girlfriends but instead took the position of being a prospective mother. Also, Alex can't forget Arini's attractive look.

My teeth chattered, but my thoughts burned. Mom was already rushing toward me. Her arms opened, trembling. “Anne, it’s okay. Come here.” I didn’t move. “Anne,” she said again, stepping closer, her voice fragile. She reached out and grabbed my wrist gently, like touching a soap bubble that might burst. Her touch hurt. It was too soft, too familiar, too safe. “No!” I tore my arm away and stumbled backward. Then I ran. The storm raged all around, but I pushed through it, sprinting toward where I knew Master and Dale had gone. I didn’t get far.

Laline Kannah put down her phone, grabbed her chopsticks, watched the delicious food all the way, her saliva dripping, "Here you go." "Um, let me cook the rice for you." Anne Jenner stirred two bowls of rice, placed it on the table, and sat down herself. Laline Kannah stared at her for a few hours. The two of them ate in silence, a few seconds later Laline Kannah said, "Ah, that's right, Amelinda Ciara, seems to be preparing for a divorce lately." Anne Jenner silently ate the food, not answering the corners of her lips with a faint smile, as if unaffected.

The whispers and stares finally quietened, I guess the rumors finally died down. I was at my table in class, when a girl walked up to me. "Jinny right?" She had short brown hair with purple highlights, pink full lips and a nose ring "Yeah" "Hi, I'm Rebecca," smiling, she stretched out her hand "Nice to meet you" I smiled back, taking her hand "Are you new here?" "Nope" "How come I haven't seen you around though?"

Dropping to her knees, she grabbed the little trash can tucked next to her vanity, stuck her head in, and lost her lunch. “Snowflake, you’re not pregnant, are you?” Ginger crouched close and draped a cool, damp towel across the back of Anaisse’s neck. Arm braced on the rim of the waste can, Anaisse raised her head and looked at the women gathered around. Mariana handed her a bottle of water. Lee Anne took her hand and tipped some breath mints into her palm. Her gaze swung to Ginger. She sipped the water, tossed the mints in her mouth, and said, “No. I’m not pregnant.” “Something you ate?” Lee Anne drawled sympathetically.

Wow How dare Alice speak like that, even though her voice trembled slightly. "You think you can trick me with your trash confession?" Ralin stepped forward with his arms crossed. Alice looked scared and stepped back to enter the bathroom, "stop!" "I-I'm not bragging, here-this is proof, I bought this to test if I'm pregnant or not." Alice showed the test pack in her hand. Ralin seized it and read the results. Negative, "You're not pregnant." "Yes, but I've been corrupted by Master Kenzi," Plaque Heat spread quickly on Aice's white skin, which turned red. Ralin lost his temper with Aice. She already considered a younger sister, given whatever she wants, but she wants her husband too.

She glanced at the bowl of white rice and said, "I'm not that delicate. I've gotten used to the life here in Yaren. You didn't have to go out of your way to get white rice for me." Nash glanced at her. "There's not much white rice left. Don't waste it." Nina understood his point. She should cherish the food she had. Taking the bowl, she started eating large mouthfuls. It had been a while since she had hot rice, and she found it delicious, even without any side dishes. Nash watched her cheeks puff out as she ate, a small smile tugging at his lips. He gestured to a nearby soldier, who promptly brought a cup of hot water.

“Maybe it should be.” ** After a hearty lunch—grilled squid, pork sour soup, and green mangoes—everyone retreated to their rooms to rest. Ainara couldn’t nap. She walked with a thin novel to the back of the resort, to a part where there were old rocks and vines. As she wandered, she found a small hut. It was clean, with a wooden bed frame but no mattress. It looked like a resting place, maybe a shelter for someone lost in the rain. She stepped inside, sat on the wooden bench, and began reading the book she brought.

After her success, Aini stretched out her hand to grab the tray of food. one serving of rice. A piece of sweet and sour fish and clear vegetables, as well as a large banana, were visible on the tray. Quickly, Aini took a spoon and fed the food into her stomach, which had been asking to be filled since last night. If only there was no IV drip attached to her arm, Aini was sure she would faint again from hunger. Aini heard the sound of the door being opened and immediately looked up. He looked slightly horrified at the door. His heart suddenly beat fast. The image of Marissa holding the apartment door came back to her mind.

Original Author ANAMIKA ANA has made this tiny change to cooperate with goodnovel. Author’s note: Hello dear readers! Thanks for reading my book. This story originates from my imagination only and doesn't represent any person or places. If you are a fan of spicy protagonists alongside some action and drama this book may match your taste. Warning: The later chapters in this book have strong mature content. Please read at your own risk.