Book Review Of Beloved Novels & Stories

I tore open the present I had brought her. "It's titled Three Realms. It's a love story I would want you to pay attention to." "Ok." I watched as she examined the book cover. "That's a princess with a body of bones, would the book be scary?" She was watching me with gazes that were doing things to me. "No, I told you it's a love story. I'll be going for breakfast and I'll definitely bring yours when I'm done." "Can I go check up on Belle?"

I pulled out the top drawer and found out he actually brought two novels. "Wanted you to make a choice" he said as he took notice of my surprise. It was very thoughtful of him and I thought he was being a sweet, elder brother but I ended up just saying "I see" I got out the two. One had a dark paperback and was titled 'lovelorn' by a certain Loveth Brown. I felt the publisher could have done better and I didn't quite like the title. It seems to already tell the whole story. So whatever it is that she wrote in the 249 pages of the book, would only modify that word. I couldn't subject myself to read what I already think I know how the plot would go and probably how it would end. I know they sa

Right before my dad left and my mum lost her mind. "What was the book?" Rhodes asks gently after a few moments of silence, I've always found a way to leave him speechless with my sad past. "Eloise of Green Gables, it's my favourite book" I reply with a smile, it really is, even if it is mainly for children. I try and re-read it every year or so, it's the first book I ever really got lost in. "The cupcake?"

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And in the opposite corner, a flat screen television. The couches looked wrecked but surprisingly comfortable when she sat in it. A shelf stacked with a variety of books and other things which stood by the window, completed the picture of a home. Belle had always known her family were richer than her friend's families but she never let it get in between her friendships with them. She was always humble and they loved and appreciated her for that. "Come on Bells, the dining room is this way". Happy said almost sounding excited. Belle stood up from the couch and followed her into the dining room.

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“Good morning, Arabella.” “Morning,” I said, distracted. She glanced at the book in my hands and smiled. “Something special?” I nodded, though I wasn’t really sure how to explain it. “It’s… yeah. It’s something.” She passed me a plate of fruit and warm bread, already knowing I wasn’t going to sit and eat like a proper person. I muttered a thank you, tucked the plate against my hip, and walked out—still reading. The story was a sweet love story. Between two really different people. It was bittersweet.

The only person who was very close to her heart was her grandma and now she was gone too. Yet, she often asks me why I always care about her as if she doesn’t deserve it. She never experienced her parents’ love which makes her think she isn’t worthy of it, which is not true. Now, it’s my duty to make her feel loved. We finish our breakfast and I take the empty cups and plates to the kitchen. I put them in the dishwasher and walk out. I put on my black shirt and white pants. “Let’s go,” I smile at Emily and this time she smiles back. It’s genuine. I gently intertwine my fingers with hers and we move out of our room.

It was a joke for her, as if her husband hadn’t deceived her. But Alpha Ares wouldn’t do that to her. No, he can’t…. Right? Despite wanting to believe him, my inner wolf screamed at me in pain. It was the sound of a bond– sacred and warm— now breaking, being tainted and turning cold. I didn’t want to believe it but every passing minute of the pain and the bile rising in my throat didn’t let me think otherwise. Rising to my feet, I forced myself to head over to the Alpha wing, the one he’d slowly made his own– where I no longer felt welcomed. But today, I didn’t care about any of that as I ignored the staff greeting me. My head was clouded with painfully disturbing thoughts.

She chuckled yet a sadness returned to her eyes; her face is like a picture book, no words needed. After arriving at the port in Split, we had a short drive to my favorite spot Dvor. I had only ever thought of bringing Beth here until now. The conversation flowed easily, but I couldn’t shake the sadness that escaped her earlier. “Henry thank you for bringing me here, this is probably the best dinner I’ve ever had. Do you have anything planned for after?” The nope in her voice that I’d say no.