Book Lovers Emily Henry Novels & Stories

It's just a friendly date. By now I am walking on the street. My house isn't that far from my Clinic. In fact, I have to pass through it to reach my home and my clinic is just down the lane from the cupcake story. there is a really beautiful garden opposite to it, which is always full of life. Sometimes I love to take a walk there, just to grab fresh air. Next to my clinic is a pretty little bookstore. Emily takes care of it. I met her when I started my clinic here. She is a cute little lady with her chubby cheeks and glasses. She is quite adorable, I can say. Whenever I am not engaged with a patient, I like to spend time in bookstore reading books. I hate to admit that I love reading super

said Emily with a worried look on her face. "Do not worry my love. We will find him." Suddenly Emily stood from her chair. "My love, I almost forgot. I found something the bag." She said. "Coins?" David asked, excitedly. "You will see." Emily went to the kitchen and returned with the book that she had placed on the window sill. It was slight wet but mostly dry. She gave the book to her husband. "A book?" "Yes, but look inside of it." David pages through the book, gently.

she murmured under her breath. Her mind drifted back to him - his calm presence, the way he carried himself, the way he spoke, the way he looked at her. Nothing about him felt like the kind of man who would require this level of… control. This level of secrecy. So why? Is this really about Robin Hood? Or is there something else? Something bigger? Something they’re not telling me? The thought settled heavily in her chest. Emily exhaled slowly, pushing herself away from the sink. Emily slipped her phone back into her pocket and unlocked the bathroom door, her expression once again composed, unreadable.

Emily thank her best friend, sipping the alcohol in one go. "Are you sure you can go to school, in this condition?" Nice asked because her best friend now was a mess, her face and eyes were so red, if any paparazzi could come in now they would have loved to take photos of Mr. Hale's daughter, Emily. though she was just fifteen she was well known all over the internet for her life hack videos, her acting skills, her singing skills and let's not forget being the daughter of Mr. Hale, the CEO of N&H cooperations.

I know where she keep things and I already saw it a couple of times and every time I open it I tear up too. “Dear Reign.” I read the letter and it made me tear up. “I love you too Baby.” The love I have for Emily is eternal and I know I will love her for the rest of our life, we’re just experience a slump right now but in a relationship it’s not always rainbows and sunshine, there’s darkness too and we just have to embrace that.

Emily continued her accusatory speech. "Are you not her friend? You should have advised her against running away." Henry bit out. He could not stop himself. He wondered if Emily was actually the mastermind behind Zoe's leaving. "You are a beast," Emily continued. "You act like you know everything even when in reality, you know nothing." "Okay then, my little friend," Henry's cold demeanour was back. "Tell me exactly what I do not know." Emily opened her phone and clicked on a picture, holding it up to Henry’s face. It was the picture of Zoe’s pregnancy scan of the baby in her womb.

Emily showed them her brightest smile. "What do you mean?" Zachary asked. Emily did not respond to her friend. She just puts her palms together and underneath her breath she whispered something. After that she levitated towards the sky while everything around her disappears.

A male voice whispered harshly into my ear with his hand covering my mouth and I instantly shiver when my name rolled out of his tongue. My heart suddenly dropped when I recognized the voice, I know that voice so well. When he saw that I was quiet, he let go of me. I quickly moved forward and turned around to see Henry standing by the door with a smirk on his face. I blinked twice looking at him. "Hello, Emily." He said as his eyes roam my whole face and body.

He almost rose to go to her, to take her in his arms, but he clutched his pen until it bit into his palm to restrain himself. Emily wasn’t his to protect, no matter how much he wanted to make himself that person. “Have you read all of these books?” said Emily as she wandered down the line of his bookshelf. “Most of them, or at least parts of them for different cases.” “I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone have this many books of their own.” “I like to read,” he admitted, as if it weren’t already obvious. She smiled back at him. “I can tell.” She touched the binding of one book, her pale fingers in contrast to the dark brown leather binding. “Are they all law books?”