Books Chick Lit Novels & Stories

Defeated, she grabs a book from under a pillow: ‘How to take care of a baby chick: A guide for beginners’ . TBC

“Haven’t gotten past the first chapter yet. And from that I would say it’s chick-lit at the most.” Gloomily staring at the front page, Sarah was obviously wondering how often Wendy came by to drop something off or pick something up. “Can I look at it?” she asked with what looked like a mischievous spark in her eyes. “Sure!” Jack nodded encouragingly and turned back to his computer. Behind him Sarah had started flipping through the pages. Suddenly she stopped. “Oh-my-God!”she breathed, barely suppressing a giggle. Jack whisked around, frowning. “What?”

"Amniotic fluid's normal..." "Arianna, I'm carrying your husband's baby. How can you stay so chill while checking me?" Her voice dripped smug. "You're pathetic. Can't even cry, can't throw a scene. Scared of a divorce, just like your mom. She lost Dad to mine—and now I'm taking your man." I kept it together. Jotted down the data, didn't flinch. As I turned to go, Lucia grabbed my wrist. "Heard you're quitting already. Think I'll let you walk away without a scratch?"

“She’ll probably spend the whole holiday in here if you let her.” I walked the aisles slowly, trailing my fingers over the books. Classics. Thrillers. A whole section of contemporary romance—Mirabel’s doing, mostly. She’d started collecting them in high school, said they were “escapist but smart.” I’d never read them. Too many happy endings. Too much hope wrapped in pretty words. I pulled one down at random. Dark cover, brooding man in a suit, and title written in gold foil: Claimed by the Billionaire. I snorted softly, then slid it back.

] Who wanted to read those! Just as she was about to refuse, Christina had already sent back a long list—all links. Just from the titles alone, it was obvious they were steamy billionaire romance novels. Christina, how old are you to still be obsessed with billionaire romance novels!

Sometimes we have a reading chat night and it’s huge fun but at the moment we’re all reading something different. “Twisted Lies.” Lilly says. “I love the Twisted series. But Chestnut Springs is my fave.” Tammy says. “That’s my favorite too.” I say. “What you reading, Tammy?” I ask as I delve into my large Jacob’s bag for my book. “The Housemaid.” She shows me the cover. “Oh wow, that is amazing. I read the sequel. You know there’s a third one out, right? I thought you were in to your smutty hockey books.” I giggle.

Christin said, "Girls like to read domineering CEO related romance novels. Dear guys, please read them carefully, study them, and try your best to please or flatter your wife. This is a catalogue of a collection of series I specially chose of storylines about how to spoil the girlfriend. I excluded those storylines that break somebody's heart as I definitely couldn't bear to do that. George was speechless. Lucas said, "Haha! I saw Lizzy reading something about a pregnant wife..." Charles asked, "Will I be able to win my wife's heart after reading them?" Christin said, "Maybe. I'd suggest you have a look. Anyway, it can't get any worse than your current situation." Charles was stunned. Christ

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

Sounds good. Wish I could join you.... Then I get a quick shot of the cover. What on earth's she reading? Tipping back her book to see the jacket, it's a bright splash of cartoon figures against a gentian blue sky. Smiley faced men and women frolic with a dog in front of a kids' classic 'first house drawing': a square box, with a triangle of a roof and a window in each corner. I peer at the blurb on the back.... "A few weeks ago, it was finite element analysis and Fourier series. Now you're reading chick-lit?"

she asked. Alvin smiled, ready for a kill. "I recently read this novel by a New York Times bestselling author who goes by the name AdelleX. The title of her novel is 'The Woman's Dark Secrets.' I think all women have dark secrets that they are trying hard to keep buried within the four corners of their minds. Am I right?" Briana rolled her eyes. "And does the book satisfy your craving for juicy stuff and endless drama?" Alvin looked at her, wearing a surprised expression on his face. "How did you know that I like juicy stuff?"