Book He And I Novels & Stories

Was it now that he was going to say that he hates gays and all those types of people? - No. I'm not a lesbian. I like reading. It's a type of book many women like. Stop being so prejudiced. And yes, the book is something like that. Christopher sits in the chair beside her and looks at the book's cover. - Is it about two men? - Yes, it's about the love of an 18-year-old boy and a 28-year-old man and everything they go through to be happy together. - I didn't know you liked those books. – he says, watching her.

he said, “you’re reading.” “I can’t focus,” I admitted. He reached to the shelf above my head and slid out a thin book at random, laying it open on my lap. His knuckles brushed mine; accident or not, I didn’t care. The contact steadied me. “Then pretend,” he said. “Just for a little longer.” I nodded, and he gave one short nod back like warriors give before battle. Looking down at the book, the title read ‘Goderick’s Guide to Vanishing Politely’.

At the man who had loved me wrongly and then learned. The man who first married me to protect me. I reached for his face. “Roman,” I said softly. “Stand up.” Confusion flickered. He did. I leaned close, close enough that only he could hear me. “I’m not publishing the book,” I said. His brow furrowed. “What?” “It’s done what it needed to do,” I whispered. “It helped me understand myself. And you.” He searched my face. “India…” “But I’m not done writing,” I continued. “Not yet.”

I curse at my clumsiness and after keeping rest of the books in the box, I pick up the book lying on the floor. I dust the dirt from it,as it looks very old. That's when my eyes lay on the book cover. It is 'Pride and Prejudice' by Jane Austen. One of my favourite classics. Elizabeth Bennett is one of my favourite fictional characters. But more than that,this book holds a deeper sentimental value. This is the book that my father gave me ony 10th birthday. He knew about my love for classics,so he suprised me with this.

“Was there anything in the manual that could help us defeat the Masters?” I asked 288. He’d read it back to front so if there was anything useful in there, he would know. And now that he had seen the light, maybe even tell me. Hallelujah! The mention of the manual made the imp’s beady little eyes gleam. He looked up at me as I leaned over the partitioning wall and said, “The Book is the answer to all questions.”

Then my heartbeat quickened as he approached. "W-what are you doing? " My voice was scared and I couldn't look at him. "It's delicious.. red.. especially the juice. It's so delicious to suck.. no matter how many times I eat it. I won't get tired of eating it again and drink her juice-- The watermelon! The watermelon we ate was delicious. Shall we go back there," I breathed a sigh of relief, I was almost scammed. My God is the strength of Third's effect on me when he's around.

Does he think this is some game, walking in here like nothing happened like he didn’t shut me out and hurt me? I finally reach the row of shelves stacked with books, the bold label ‘SELF HELP’ hanging over the top. I stop there and fold my arms over my chest, not turning to look at him. He wanted a book on second chances and forgiveness? Well, here’s a whole damn section full of them. “I don’t know which one to go for. I think I need a little expert help,” his voice comes from just behind me, too close. It brushes the back of my neck and I can feel him right beside me, close enough that his scent wraps around me.

***This is the third installment of the ‘His’ Series. There are characters in this book that is mentioned in books one and two. If you haven’t read those books, some of the background information might not make sense. Please enjoy! Leave comments and reviews! I do read them!*** Isaiah POV

I've never read any of them. It was only after he spoke that I realize he was behind me. I thought he was still sitting on the bed. I run my hands over the book, my eyes catching the titles, A fresh Start, For Mbatha and Rebecca, Agony in get voice, Felicia, The betrayal, for better for worse, Evbu my love... I pulled Evbu, my love out. It's actually my best pacesetter novel. I flipped through the pages and sniffed it.

'You can just ask and I'll gladly help,' He said, hinting towards the book. 'Okay fine. What page is that?' I asked helplessly. Adam came towards me and sat close to me. He opened the book right to the middle and gave it to me. The title read 'The Dom and the Sub'. 'Who is the Dom and who is the Sub?' I asked curiously.