Best Beat Books Novels & Stories

“It’s okay, I understand girl codes and all that, so I will let you keep your secrets. I know a thing or two about such bets, after all, I have some of the most mischievous friends” “Is that so?” – Janet was now intrigued “Oh definitely, I remembered that one time that my friend Deji, made us took a bet that the first person to get the most beautiful girl in school to be his girlfriend gets 50k from all the losers" "Really? So who won?" "Back then none of us can actually compete with Deji when it comes to smooth talking, I think he was born with the gift, but I guess when it comes to girls they always choose the most attentive, and Deji is easily distracted"

No floor you could sit on because you chose to instead of because you had nowhere better to be. "The library," I said. "What about it?" "Caspian has about four hundred years of collected books on every possible subject. History. Magic theory. Pack dynamics. Politics. Things I haven't been able to identify yet because the language is older than anything I've studied." I looked at her. "You said you wanted to learn things they didn't teach you." She was very still.

“Do you want to visit a club or…?” "No. No. I don't like crowds for tonight. Can we take a quieter path? I think the smell of flower plantations at night is quite pleasant for now.” "Okay. So I'm going to choose the turn on the right. Do you mind?" "What's in there?" Lucas shrugged, not so sure. “There is a small bar that is quite famous for its delicious wheat beer. I've been there twice and the atmosphere is quite calming because it's surrounded by wheat fields.”

they had carefully prepared for me. I opened the suitcase I had brought with me. On top were just a few simple changes of clothes. Underneath them were stacks of wrinkled exercise books, stuffed tightly together. [Wait, what? Why is this cannon-fodder guy’s suitcase full of worksheets and problem books?] [Pretending not to study? This supporting character’s acting is insane!] I opened my mistake notebook and began reviewing each problem one by one, carefully studying the places where I had gone wrong before. I kept going until two in the morning.

So we all stared at Becka with mouth agape as she gave First a cold stare. "I don't like anyone questioning my combative abilities cause I tend to give them samples that leave a permanent mark so that they won't forget it." Becka said without removing the bread knife. No one dared to stop her or hold her hand cause one wrong move and it'll hit First's eye. But her grip is firm and steady. If something would happen, it would be First's fault cause he moved and he provoked her in the first place. I gulped as I saw how nervous First is and how he tried his best to not move even an inch, afraid that Becky would really attack him.

He was always with his best friend, who was Luis, the boy who works at the company. Axel kept listening attentively. —One day I received a letter; it was a pink sheet, I still remember what it said. I quote Alicia. "Hello, "Al. I know you don't know about me and that hurts me, because I see you every day. That smile is the most beautiful; I would die for you to dedicate it to me one day. Sometimes I just sit and watch you. I know it sounds scary, but it's not. "I can't just stop admiring your beauty; I hope I don't bother you with these letters, little "Al." Sincerely. Your admirer.

She just told her to hunt something for her. Carrie, on the other hand, went to the palace with Tristan because she wanted to be with her. Well, it was a good thing for Shea because she was starting to get bored. She finished reading a lot of books in the library, but she couldn’t find any clue about Denver’s inner beast. It’s just a good thing that it seemed to be tamed again. Now, she had nothing else to do but to have afternoon tea with Carrie and Shekinah – who was preparing something in the kitchen with the omegas.

“Is that… a Patek Philippe Aquanaut Luce? The minute repeater edition? Limited to five pieces worldwide? Three million dollars?” Gasps rippled through the crowd. Under the bright lights, the luxury watch on my wrist shimmered with understated opulence. Mia covered her mouth exaggeratedly, as if she had discovered something terrifying, but her eyes gleamed with malicious excitement. "Evelyn, you are the ex-wife of the CEO of Smith Group. How could you do something so shameful!" Mia clutched her own wrist, drawing attention to her smaller rainbow-series model. “My flyback chronograph here is an authentic thirty-thousand-dollar piece. If you want, I could help you get a cheaper, genuine one. Yo

Azerbel followed them, a book in her hand. She sat between them and began to read. Her voice soft. Steady. Filling the quiet in a way that didn’t demand anything from them. Dawin Ray relaxed easily, his body sinking into the mattress, familiar with this routine. Raven didn’t. Not at first. But slowly… he did. His breathing softened. His body eased. Until both boys drifted into sleep. Azerbel carefully tucked the blanket around them and stood to leave. She had barely reached the door when,