Novel & Cerita Author Pov

Author Pov As soon as the words left her lips she felt a sharp pain of regret hitting her chest. She knew she shouldn’t have said those words after all the man in front of her was not normal in any way. But she couldn’t hold herself back without showing him the hate, disgust, and loath she has in her heart for him. He needs to understand that her obeying him doesn’t mean that she has started accepting his disgusting ways. He might have his way with her as much as he wants but she will never forget the things he did to her. She will never accept him.

♤Ven♤ People say I'm a human. But they don't know blood doesn't flow in my veins. If there's something, that's poison. I'm a poison damsel, I'm an immortal. My birth was cursed and death was craved. My breath can make anyone struggle for air, my one scratch can kill, my eyes can hypnotise and my smile can seduce. Yeah, I'm a human. A human, made of poison. ◇Aragon◇

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Three Weeks Ago Author's Pov "First thing's first." Xel hits a stick above the edge of the table, like a Teacher warning their noisy students to pay attention. But for this specific scenario, his brother Zale, is the only one present. And he isn't even making any noises.

The man was stunned and looked excited. "Okay okay, what's that?" They left the bookstore and walked to the mall at the same time. Victor took the book out of his bag. "This one, philosophical poetry about hmm... I won't say first." He promised and handed over the book. "Why don't you say?" The woman even looked at the book. "The Alchemist by Paolo Coelho? Wait, he's the writer of Veronika Decides to Die, isn't he? This is my brother's favorite author," voice from Maria.

Sean pov I woke up with a feel of some one tagged onto me . I opened my eyes smiling since I already knew who the person was. I would love to wake up each morning to such a feeling. Events of last night flash back into my mind making me smile even more. You have no idea how long I have waited for this moment to cone. You just have no idea how long. From the moment I set my eyes on her when she bumped into me in the mall, it was love at first sight. I felt I fell for her there and then. You might call me crazy but that is your problem. I am just simply in love and nothing else. I wrapped a hand around her securingly. I loved how I made love to her. The way she kept moaning my name . It surel

He was reclaiming his empire one punch and gunshot at a time. Then, he saw me. Across the expanse of the concrete pier, his green eyes locked onto mine. For a fraction of a second, the warrior vanished, and the man who called me Malenkaya took his place. That second was all Viktor needed. Viktor, a man who looked like a vulture in a tailored suit, lunged from the shadows. He caught Ivan with a heavy blow to the back of the knees, sending the giant to the ground. My hands flew to my mouth, a sob catching in my throat as I watched the most powerful man I knew crumble onto the cold pavement.

POV: KAI The press box smells like musty coffee and old popcorn. I sit in the back row, laptop balanced on my knees, hoodie zipped to my chin. The collar still hides most of the mark, but I feel it every time I swallow. Like a reminder I can't delete. Game starts fast. Puck drops. The crowd roars. I type without looking down much—habit now. The Ice Hawks are up early, but it's not the score I'm watching.

“A woman who has chosen hiding rather than family, you came to play the good guy?” “No.” I tilted my head. “I came to warn you.” His wolf bristled. “About what?” “You’re playing a cold game,” I whispered, stopping his wolf with a flick of my finger. “And you’re losing. You are just failing to see it.” The silence that followed was thick, suffocating even for them. Lorenzo’s voice dropped, dangerous. “To who?” “Xavier Blackthorn.” I locked eyes with him. “And Valerie. The Luna you’re underestimating more than anyone. The weak pawn that you think you can play.”

JANE I heard the words leave my mouth before I could stop them. "It's only fair to end this with a little bit of crass, is it not?" His eyebrows went up. Interest flickered across his face. I stood, tucking the bills into my purse with deliberate slowness. Five hundred dollars. That was textbooks and maybe even groceries that weren't ramen. My hands weren't shaking anymore. I was Jailbird now. Fully Jailbird. Jane Puckett was locked away somewhere safe.