Books Where The Character Falls In Love With The Reader นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I smile sweetly at him. His eyes widen. “How is that romance?” “Well, becuase she falls in love with the new guy, and he loves her. Oh, and be warned, there’s two endings. Happy and sad. Decide the characters fate yourself.” I wink and he sighs. I watch as he opens the book ‘Tainted heat’ By Billiejo Priestley, and begins to read. It’s almost low level smut. I didn’t want to give him something where it goes too indepth, I can save that for next time.

Had I ever been a person with such a vivid imagination? I remembered the book. It was a book in which a girl named Lily suffered a lot to get with her mate who she fell in love with at first sight. It would not be a cliché web novel if the mate loved her back. He did not. In fact, he was unsatisfied with her.

Every hair on her arm stood as she beat back the panic welling in her breast. On the other hand, she had read novels in which the lady had enjoyed the pirate’s passionate kisses. The heroine in the book actually fell in love with the ruthless man. Isabelle rolled her eyes. It was beyond her knowledge how any woman could feel that way. Yet, Hawk had been attentive while she was being jolted atop his horse. It had seemed he almost cared about her discomfort when offering to have her lean against him.

Its pages were filled with tales of passionate love and heart-wrenching moments, providing an escape from the harsh reality I had endured. As I turned each page, I found solace in the captivating world of romance, where happily-ever-afters were possible. The story enveloped me, gripping my emotions and transporting me to a different realm. The author's words painted vivid images in my mind, making me feel like an invisible spectator witnessing the blossoming love between the two main characters. I was drawn to their chemistry, the palpable tension that crackled in the air whenever they were near each other. It was a beautiful distraction, a respite from the chaos that had consumed my life.

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he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

I was halfway through the book already, and I didn't realize how fast time had gone, by the end of the day, I reached a half and a quarter. The room was silent, I lay on the bed, facing up and flipping the pages as I read. My body heated up when I reached a scene where he was making love to her... Instinctively, I closed my legs together because of how I was feeling, butterflies in my tummy. It became too much and I ended up shutting the book close after noting down the page. I can't continue with this novel this night, maybe some other time. I've never been touched by any guy of the opposite gender before, well, except the kids at the orphanage home. I don't even remember having close conta

Hours later, we reached halfway, and I found myself drawn to this story. The story is about a woman learning how to love. It's not romantic at all, but I feel somehow connected. I was intently reading the page, but his hands dropped from holding the book. I looked at him and saw that he had fallen asleep. "You're sleeping?" I asked. Of course, he didn't say anything. With my two hands placed on the book, my eyes weren't on the book, but with the unknown person sleeping beside me in this place surrounded by books.

We can withdraw three books at a time and we can withdraw it together," he smiles and with the promise that we will meet each other at the entrance of the hall in ten minutes, we both get separated. I walk through the wide hallways watching at the books in the shelves. It feels like I could get all the books from there and I could read all of them at the same time. I want to read all the books but I don't think that's even possible. So, I walk further to explore more of the books. And then, my eyes stuck in the book in which there is a sixteen year old girl who's half face is almost covered by her dupatta and her face has such a vibrant energy radiating from her. I decide to take that book.

Glancing at the door and listening carefully to ensure Amelia wasn’t approaching, I placed my coffee down on a nearby table and pulled it from the shelf. Chewing my lip, I flicked through the pages to find the specific page I was looking for and found it almost instantly. It was one of my favourite books that was written by a human, about a boy falling in love with a girl, struggling to confess his love to her, so he used a poetic way to confess. A hidden message between the lines, so he could tell her how he felt without really telling her. The only problem was that she never got to find out what it meant until it was too late. She lost him before she could confess her feelings were mutual.