Novel & Cerita Books Like My Life Next Door

On the day Dad made me draw lots to choose a wife, I was about to draw a number when comments started flashing past. [Don't do it! The whole thing is rigged. You’ll only end up married to a hideous woman and be stuck in a cold, heartless marriage alliance with the Wests!] [You’ll end up the target of enemies of the West family even before you marry their daughter. You’ll fall into their devious trap and get burned to ashes in a fire!] [Your childhood sweetheart Mindy Sullivan has a bark that’s worse than her bite. Her disdain and disregard is just a farce. She really loves you. Marrying her is the right move!] My hand froze in midair. I told my dad that I wanted to marry Mindy. On my

"We won't stay there too long. Just only one night." ,Okay." I say then I go upstairs. I throw my bag in annoyance as I enter my room. Damn it! I don't want to go there! I facepalm and scratch the back of my head in annoyance. Out of nowhere, my phone beeps. I took my phone and I look at the screen to see if who texted me. I fromt was Joy. FROM: JOY of my life. ~ My mum will be cooking cookies tomorrow. I can't wait! See you tomorrow! ~

Sasha The day passed and it seemed like an endless time, I felt lifeless, as if everything was black and white. I missed my home, Marlon... without him it felt like something was missing from me. I sit on the bed and pick up a book to read, I like to read novels. One of the nurses was kind enough to lend me one. “ Sasha… “ Mike! “ I say surprised looking at him. He was at the door looking at me with a smile. He came closer to me and sat on mine. In this hospital, men and women were all together. It was a happier place with good energy.

In my previous life, Derick had his fling with his so-called 'sister' Jasmine before he ever knew me. All the while, unaware of the truth, I was running the mafia business and raising their child myself. They were busy dreaming about their love child and blowing through the cash I made, which ended up costing my son his life. I poured my soul into making their kid my successor, and they just sat back and enjoyed the spoils. My boy and I? We were just pawns in their perfect life! Fate handed me a do-over, and this time, Derrick and Jasmine would be dealt with a well-deserved retribution!

I check through the curriculum for the middle school, and the high school and when I find what I am looking for, I wait until the end of my shift before dashing away. Stepping into the recommended book store, I could tell it was serious business, the air is stiffer here, and a cut out of Rachel Park stand by the entrance, greeting whoever walked in first. My mind replaces the image of the tight lipped, hard eyes woman on the cut out with Regina’s smiling face, and it is so much better, so, so much better. She would definitely be better than this Rachel Park lady. I can feel it. With that conviction in my heart, the books on my shoulder feel light and I head back home.

SHAYLE I woke up to the smell of something so good that for a second, I thought I was still dreaming. The book I had been reading last night was under my head, my cheek pressed to its cover. I groaned, sitting up slowly, rubbing my eyes. The air was fresh, the waves were faintly crashing outside, and the light filtering through the curtains made everything look soft. The delicious smell hit again—-bacon, maybe toast and coffee. My stomach growled immediately.

I, Richard Newman, had been together with my girlfriend, Shanine Graham, for a long time. She was very innocent. Even though she had already given me her first time, she remained extremely conservative in bed. Unfortunately for her, I was the kind of guy who liked a little more excitement. I had bought her plenty of sexy stockings and outfits before, but she refused to wear any of them. It left me feeling disappointed, feeling as if something thrilling was missing from my life. One day, Shanine suddenly suggested that we go on a trip to relax. However, the day before we were supposed to leave, she suddenly changed her mind and insisted on bringing her best friend, Phoebe Norton, along.

I push away from the door and start pacing. The room suddenly feels too small. Too warm. Too full of thoughts I don’t want. “How am I supposed to survive two weeks of this?” I mutter. Because living next door to Beckett was one thing. I could go home. I could shut my bedroom door. I could escape. Now? There is no escape. He’s downstairs. He’s in the kitchen. He’s in the hallway. He’s at dinner. He’s in every conversation. And somehow, the worst part isn’t any of those things.

Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other. “So, you also read that book-” “Yeah, I got into it after a friend of mine recommended it to me.” “Isn’t it a great book.” “Yeah, I got hooked on it after reading the first chapter.” “bla-bla-bla” Both continued to talked to each other and enjoyed their conversation. “I was feeling an awkward atmosphere growing between our table so I was gonna try to start a conversation but when you brought out your book, I was just surprised to see a person reading it.” The girl said.

Jacob knew this woman well, his next-door neighbour, otherwise known to him as 'that hot MILF next door'. "No? I see." She continued, taking Jacob's stunned silence as a response, "Well... Hi, I'm Mrs Harper. I'm your neighbour from next door. But I guess you already recognised me." Jacob stood awkwardly, unable to speak while his mind internally screamed to start working. "I promised your mother that I'd return this book. Do you mind if I come in?" Mrs Harper chuckled awkwardly as she waved a book at Jacob. "Yes!" Jacob exclaimed in agreement, albeit louder than he expected to, "Yes... Yeah, I know you, Hi"