Best First Person Books Novels & Stories

I said as I stood at the top of the stairs, looking down at him in the living room. He put the pen down and looked at me, giving me a soft smile. "No matter what, I want to give you the best, Ms. Caldwell. I know you might not have feelings for me, but you always come first in my heart." As our eyes met, I felt a fleeting pang in my heart, something I hadn't felt in a long time. "You don't need to feel burdened," he continued with a gentle smile. "Just focus on being a beautiful bride."

A/N :- The 'Flames of Obsessiveness second series' consists of 10 books, including three stand-alone novels. You can explore my profile for the three Stand-Alone books from the second series. This second series continues the stories of the children of the Kashyap, Grey, Miller, Rathore, and Khanna from the 'Waves of Possessiveness first series'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •Book 1) His BLIND REVENGE Tropes :-

' I thought before closing my eyes as the shouts of my family members echoed around me. Author's Note- Hello my dear readers. This chapter marks the end of My Personal Lycan king (Book-1). The next book in the series is called My Personal Lycan King (Book-2) and is available on Goodnovel to read. I hope you like that book as much as you liked this one. I hope guys can support me like this. Love you all my lovely readers. Your Clumsy Authoress, Angelina

" I don’t turn a person into a bookworm. You should give it a try. Reading is fun. " His fingers slid through the spines of the book. "Will you let me borrow your books?" Yes, yes. Just take care of them. " I don’t usually lend books to other people. He’s a friend, and he saved me from death. Lending him a book every week or so was not a huge distraction. "I suggest a thriller book for beginners and guys like you." "Are they good?" "They were fantastic." I walked toward him and picked up a book for him to take to his place. I chose a third-person point of view for my domestic thriller. The one that crept up on me one time. "Try this."

He sits back in his chair and looks at me curiously. "I don't know." I shrug and look at the books around me. "Anyone can write but it takes a special kind of person to just have a way with words. Authors are the second best people to have the touch with words." I trace my fingers along the cover of Shatter Me by Tahera Mafi. "Who's the first?" Aidan asks. I snap my head up to look at him. "Song writers. There is nothing that can make you feel as much as the perfect song." I give him a small smile and continue tracing the book.

The Calling Chapter 1 I am walking down the cliffy road, it’s dark out with only the street lamp to illuminate my path. I am slightly cold and very irritated at my current situation. I had gotten to my car only to discover the battery dead. Obviously the car would not start, could not even unlock the bloody door via car remote.

(Completed) Werewolf / Paranormal (Please note that these books do not have as much reads as the ones listed above but you can read the free chapters to let me know what you think. Secret son of the Dragon Lord (Completed) The Supreme Alpha’s Unwanted Mate (Completed) Taming the Alpha of Alphas (Completed) Finally, these books are very special to me in spite of all their imperfections because, this is where my writing journey began, starting from the first book I ever wrote in my life. 1st Book I ever wrote; Despised at first sight. 2nd Book I ever wrote; Billionaire Playboy wants the Mafia Don’s ex-wife 3rd book I ever wrote; My Sweet poor Joel.

The first novel I read was by Louisa May Alcott; Little Woman, and then moved on to other feminist novels such as Handmaid's Tale and Pride and Prejudice—the book I'm holding right now. Well, I shouldn't be going around the library looking for a novel I like because what I'm supposed to be doing is taking care of a crazy bastard named Rhysand del Millero, who's on the phone. But I don't want to do that. I'd rather buy time with the books in front of me until the helicopter he's waiting for comes over to the bullshit he started. Damn, I hate this situation. I hate being stuck with a domineering, powerful man who loves to be heard more than to hear, and hates that I can't do anything.

I scoffed, smiling slowly. Somehow, I felt a bit relieved, at least I didn't have to believe anything. But just before I looked away, my eyes caught something lurking at the end of the shelf. “Chrono..logy,” I read out, grabbing the badly worn out book from the shelf. “The first of men?” I whispered, my eyes fixed on the cover of the book. It was filled with detailed arrangements of events from time immemorial of the ironhowl pack. “Alpha..Zane, the first,” I read out, tracing my finger on his face.

I covered my ear the mic was in, "Couldn't get a hold of my inside man, my apologies... Where to now Alice Abernathy?" "Who is Alice?" I slipped into an alley as police scouts jogged towards me, "Oh, I— I am sorry, I forgot about your memory thing," "You still didn't answer my question," "It's— the main character from your favorite movie," "I have a favorite movie," The words escaped my lips, in a whisper, it wasn't a question, it was more of a reflection of my life, but Al answered anyway, "Yeah... Resident Evil." "What is it about?"