Book Never Too Far Novels & Stories

My eyes shut briefly. Of course. I turned. Andre stood a few feet away, leaning slightly against the wall like he’d been there longer than I realized. His hair was damp, like he’d just showered. A loose shirt hung off him, unbuttoned at the top, sleeves pushed up carelessly. His gaze moved over me once. Just once. But it was enough. “Didn’t realize Yale started admitting drowned students,” he said. Same tone. Same indifference. Like nothing had changed. Like that night—whatever it was—had never happened.

Outside, the sun climbed higher. And somewhere beyond locks, beyond fire, beyond distance, Damon Moretti was still playing the long game. End of Book 1.

He didn’t reply right away but enclosed me in his arms. “Can we now start all over again?” he asked, smiling through his tears. I nodded and smiled. And at that moment, I also sent a quick prayer for Zed that he could also move on and start over. THE END Author's note: Thank you so much for reading Book 1 and 2. Book 3 will follow and it will be a standalone story of Zed. We also want him to be happy, right? And if you like the story, please reward this author with a review. I wish to know your thoughts on the characters' journey. See you on their next journey.

At least there, I can have peace. When I arrived at the garden, I felt the peace hugging me. 'Finally.' Away from those stabbing gazes, away from that annoying expression of Rosine, away from that indifferent male lead. Amongst the books I brought with me, there's one with an inconspicuous book with a simple red cover. "From One Space to Another" is the title of the book. It is a romance story about a girl who can teleport from one place to another and a boy who was from another parallel universe.

I only had a year to find my answers, no distractions was a good way to start. "Venus, honey, are you ready?" My mom called me from the kitchen, as I opened my bedroom door. "Yes, mom be right there." I called back. Walking towards the kitchen, I was singing Famous Last Words out loud. "I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone, honey if you stay I'll be forgiven, Nothing you can say can stop me going home. Can you see my eyes are shining bright? Cause I'm out here on the other side of a jet black hotel mirror and I'm so weak..."

Unfortunately, she moved away and that was the last of my teachings along with my first and last friend. I always wondered how it would feel to go to school like Anna and the rest of the kids. I would wake up early and watch Anna and the other kids get on the big yellow car(she means bus but she only knows the word car to describe it). After Anna moved away I made sure to practice counting, shapes, and colors. I know how to count and pretty high too up to 100 Also my favorite color is pink!

It's been forever since he had last had a coffee that is this plain . ********* Hey lovelies! Add my book to your library okay? It's time for some adventure .

For the first time in years, she fell asleep without nightmares. And for the first time in forever, she woke up with a smile. The bookstore had always been a sanctuary for Amara, a quiet retreat where she could momentarily forget the world outside. The scent of books, the rustling of pages, and the occasional customer asking for recommendations made her feel more at ease than she ever had in the university halls. But she never expected to find friendship within its walls.

My mind went blank. I couldn't process a word. Up front, Colin, my assistant, caught it. He glanced at me in the rearview, eyes tight. "Removed?" I gripped my phone, knuckles white. Waited a beat, making sure I heard right. "What do you mean?" "Removed means removed. Thrown out. You don't get plain English?" Winnie Booth scoffed, smug. "This is the top private recovery center in Kinston. Not a charity. No money, we discharge. What, you want us to keep her?"

I squinted my eyes and glared at her. Tentatively, she removed the paper cover of her book. Underneath was a far cry from the gently paper cover. The paper cover had a street with cherry blossoms blooming on each side. The title ‘Never Apart’ indicated a soft romance. The ‘real’ book cover, the one hidden under cherry blossoms was a half naked man, He had no shirt and showed tight muscles. all over his torso were tattoos His hand enclosed the throat of a blonde girl, she was dressed in a shirt probably his because of how large it is. Her head is thrown back in obvious pleasure and the title is ‘Choke me Harder.’ Definitely nothing a sophisticated young miss should read.