Book Review: Before We Were Yours Novels & Stories

"Her name was Lyra." The name struck something inside me. A brief flash. Silver hair. Moonlit gardens. Laughter. Then it vanished. Auren noticed my reaction. Of course he did. "We grew up together." His voice became distant, lost in memory. "Before kingdoms. Before wars. Before prophecies. Before tragedy." The story unfolded slowly, like an old wound reopening. "We were children when the goddess chose her." The Moon Goddess remained silent, unmoving. Auren continued. "She became the first Moon Queen." His smile was faint, painful. "She hated it." That surprised me. The First Queen from the legends had always sounded powerful, confident, unstoppable. Auren laughed softly. "Lyra wanted freedom

Liam look at her with teary eyes making her worried even more. " A-Anna... She's m-missing.. " Please refer to “WE WERE TOGETHER Book 2 of this book”for Anna and Harry story Its's COMPLETED too.. AND also please vote for mY BOOK🥰

Dear Readers, Before you begin Gavin and Kat’s story, please know that Make Me Yours was previously published under the title Desire Me Dearly. This second edition has been edited and expanded to include 20% more content than the original. The main storyline remains the same as the first edition, but I always felt Gavin and Kat’s story needed more. All my best, Iris

Unfortunately, it took us nearly an hour, so I'd say Scarlet and Crimson weren't in the best moods. "This is gonna be your treat, Black." Crimson said with an annoyed tone in his voice as he passed me and went to look for a seat. The cafe had the same, strong scent of coffee in the air. I wish I could see it in its entirety. If I ever get cured of this illness, this is one of the places I wanna see. Somehow, it just gave me a weird sense of comfort. We followed Crimson to our seats and looked through the menu. Last time, Lilac ordered for the both of us, but I wanna try their other stuff now.

It was mid-Feburary and the leaves had started to change from it's greeny nature to a slightly light brown, kinda carton colour nature. It was Saturday, so we didn't really have much to do. After the oh-so-dramatic breakfast in the morning and the phone call with Zacks mum, we decided to go grocery shopping since I would be staying a while. So, there we were in the mall heading towards the grocery section with I, pushing the trolley and Zack, at the back like a protective boyfriend/bodyguard. We each had different yet similar tastes so as we walked, we put whatever we liked in the cart.

They were giggling and excitement was plastered on their faces. Clairol didn't like to eavesdropping, but their voice was kinda loud. So, it became an intentionally. She can't help to feel nostalgic about something. When she was once on their age, she also had a hobbies from reading some novels and pocketbooks. But the difference between them was she don't have a friend to talk about it. Only her Father who's used also to read pocketbooks and influenced her. She felt a sudden pang on her chest when her late Father crossing to her mind. Before the sadness will starting to building more. She decided to end her lunch. She lost her appetite for no reason.

I stood there, not knowing what to say. My parents died when I was very young, and the Riccis had adopted me. It was all my fault. I never got the chance to repay their kindness, and instead, I caused them to suffer the loss of their child. At this point, it was hard to clear up the misunderstanding between us. I stood there for a long time until I heard a familiar voice say, "So it really is you, Wendy." I turned around and spotted Mia behind me. The hospital was nearby, so she must have been there for a pregnancy check-up.

Ethan Shaw had died. Before the funeral, his wife, Stella Walker, packed his belongings and found a thick photo album. On the cover, it said, [My True Love.] She opened it. The photos inside were not of her. They were Rachel Chester, the girl Ethan had adopted years ago. Stella had always believed that Ethan saw Rachel only as his adopted daughter. However, every picture is filled with deep romantic love—Rachel was smiling, sleeping, crying. Under a photo of Rachel in a wedding dress, Ethan had written a line.

We spend the rest of the afternoon at the waterfall, chatting, laughing, and swimming. We had a hearty picnic, and by that time in the afternoon, I truly shut the door on my problems. . Before we leave, Gabriel and I explore each other's bodies once again, lying on a soft blanket. As we lay on the soft blanket, enjoying the feel of nature on our skin, I thought about our unborn child. I had been wanting to tell Gabriel the truth for weeks, but i had been scared. Now, with our relationship stronger than ever, i felt ready to share the secret i had been keeping.

"Anna please you are making me feel like... so low. I mean all the time you do something that's just impossible for any normal human to do... Anna you just make me feel so weird all the time. Why are you.... why are you like this. I mean why are you so good. Anna I don't deserve it please. I don't deserve such good treatment. Yell at me, fight with me, treat me like I treated you, stop being so nice it's killing me. I did things that you never ever deserved, I know I made decisions too quickly then, like I always do and some where end up making a huge loss for myself. I did the same with you. Even before seeing you, even before knowing you I made a opinion about you which was totally wrong.