Novel & Cerita Book Lovers Emily Henry

Henry nodded. Just exactly what she wants—an easy target, someone who's easily manipulated. They've barely told her things about Alisha, and she's already ready to devour her; she's exactly the right pawn at this point. "You are right; she's a very mean person. You needed to have seen how she treated Henry after everything; she doesn't deserve to be pitied." Emily, who left earlier, returned with a glass of wine and handed it to her. "Here you go; sorry I didn't offer you something in time; I was carried away by what happened." She collected it and then muttered a thank you.

"It's not opening. I'm serious." "What?" I took the book from her hands and then easily opened it. "Are you kidding me? It wasn't opening." Emily said. I closed the book and handed it to her again. "Try it." Emily held the cover in both her hands and pulled as much as she could. She wasn't playing. The book really wasn't opening. "Wait." I took the book and ran downstairs. Mary, Emily's maid was preparing a batter on the kitchen counter. She was a sweet-faced old lady, with an extremely sweet personality, serving the Andersons before Emily was even born.

Chapter 4: The Hidden Truth Emily's POV I stared at Thomas, waiting for him to admit this was some kind of mistake, but he didn't. He simply stood there, holding the envelope as though he already knew I would eventually take it. "I think you have the wrong person," I said. "My mother died when I was little, and I was told I had no one else. My grandparents are gone too." Thomas gave a slow nod. "That's what you were made to believe, Miss Emily."

Victor Hale’s empire had fallen. And for Adriana Cole the powerful billionaire who had spent years fighting the world alone something far more valuable than victory had finally appeared in her life. Love. A new beginning. And a future she would never face alone again.

What was happening to her? Before she did anything else, Emily wanted to pick a few choice books to sneak into her bag. Her allowance wasn’t much and college was expensive as fuck. Surely her step-father could spare some of his high- quality smut for charity? Emily’s eyes devoured the titles, trying to choose just one or two was impossible. She wanted to dump the entire shelf into her bag, to run away and find a cozy nook and to read all of them until their spines broke.

Arian's pov I never thought a book club meeting could feel like a battlefield. Today, we are reading The Art of Forbidden by Linda Lively, and from the very moment I flipped through its pages, my face had been hot. The story is about a powerful president who was secretly in love with his male secretary, and if that wasn’t bold enough, the prose was filled with intimacy, longing, and heat. Naturally, everyone thought it would be for people to take turns reading aloud. But I wasn't really in the mood to read, not after what the police said to me.

Taking the elevator, we went back to the first floor where we exited the building and started walking around the block in silence. “So, Emily, tell me about yourself?” I asked her, shattering the annoying silence. “Well, you already know that my name is Emily Martinez. I am a family person and also a cashier at the bookstore where my pay sucks. My dad died when I was in high school and also I am a big fan of romance novels and movies. You?” “That was vague,” I replied disappointedly. Why was she giving me just a brief overview rather than the whole story? “Some things must remain a mystery. Now it's your turn to tell me about yourself,” she replied

As I held my chin high, my shoulders back and my posture straight—I try one last time to make sure that it's perfect. ''Slowly,'' Evelyn mutters under her breath. I have to agree with her on that. With books on my head; it's quite hard to walk without thinking of the books falling down onto the ground—honestly, they've been in my head for the past hour than literally on my head. How funny. All of a sudden, the door swings open, revealing Emery; who has both of his eyes onto Marie Anne before falling onto me—frowning for a few seconds.

"I don't love her! I don't need to! Is it necessary to love everyone I want in my life!? Is it now, Mom!?" Mrs Jones eye's widened with surprise."You don't?" "Yes! I don't love Emily Jone-Willows! That's it! End of the conversation! I want her back just as a longtime friend! We are friends! Nothing more. Nothing less. And we can never be anything more!" THE END [ Author's Note ] There'll be a Book - II as a continuation too. Name of Second Book - Behind Your Smile Wait for the Epilogues to be Published. And Please Don't Comment Spoilers for this Book's ending on The Comment Section.