Boujee Book Novels & Stories

I didn’t know whether to interrupt it. “Should we go out today?” I asked gently. “Just you and me. No headlines. No war rooms.” He looked up, blinking slowly like I’d pulled him from the deepest cave of thought. “Out?” “A bookstore. A walk. Parisian pastry theft from that overpriced corner café down the street.” He huffed a small laugh. “You and your sugar crimes.” I smiled, but I didn’t miss how that flicker of joy vanished just as fast. His eyes returned to the papers. His body, still half-present.

And he is always a talk in any social media platform --- the young handsome billionaire that every girl dream of. For the first time in a while, I felt a little lighter and little more hopeful. This could be it --- this could be my way in to stand up again. The text from Jake sat in my inbox for a while before I finally gather the courage to open the attachment he sent. My hand tremble a little as I click the link to the job description.It wasn’t a normal tutor job ad -- well nothing about this situation is. I mean how any people can apply to this job-- to tutor a billionaire’s child?

I smiled broadly and extracted it from the shelf with both hands. The more I stared at the caption of the book, the more I thought of A. J. Baby. “The Art of Seduction by Robert Greene”, I whispered as I handed the book to the shop keeper absent-mindedly. “I’ll give you Four Thousand Naira for the 2009 Guinness Book of World Records, One Thousand Seven Hundred Naira for the novel and Two Thousand Naira for The Art of Seduction. We haggled for a while, and I turned to leave the shop and the shop keeper, so he could keep his books to himself. I stepped out of the book shop and walked two steps from the entrance, when he rushed towards me pleading.

I’ve been saving every penny I earn, only spending twenty bucks every now and again on books. “Rose try this one on,” Beverly says, handing Rose a short pink dress. Her eyes lit up upon seeing it and she grabbed it and ran to the dressing room. She’s only gotten excited about every dress Bev has shown her. Beverly was to a beta of the west-gate pack three hundred miles from here. She also gets visits and phone calls. “Tell Rose I’ll be at the bookstore,” Beverly nods without looking up as her prime focus is on finding a dress. I told myself I was only going to buy one book if I was going to save enough money to escape from this hell hole of a town. If this so-called prince thinks I’m going t

“Someone who actually reads. Who’s been broken before and didn’t turn careful forever. Someone who… sees me. Not the version I put on dating apps. The real one. Messy and scared and all of it.” The words hung there. Vulnerable. Too much. Callum went very still. His hand moved to his jacket pocket. He pulled out the wrapped book and set it on the table between them. Sloane stared at it. Her throat felt tight. “Who was it for?” she asked, voice small. He rubbed the back of his neck. “My date. She mentioned Zaha Hadid once. I spent three days hunting this down. Essays on beauty in architecture. Stupid, right?”

The attendant came back and we ordered expensive food we could never have thought we could have. After eating, the bodyguard handed us a manual-like book. It contains the list of places we must go to before the end of the day. I looked at the list again and it’s longer than what I believed could be achieved in a day. “We intend to spend just an hour out” I protested. Before the chief security could say anything, Bev responded. “It’s okay” Bev is addicted to money and luxurious things. I can not believe how the gloominess disappeared just at the mention of money. I'm sure she is already creating a list of things she would be getting for herself.

The floors had soft gray carpeting and the walls were white with one gray accent wall. Beau's suitcase sat opened on the bed but had none of his clothes inside and his drawers were cracked open. He scrolled through his phone looking for flights that came home the same day until he finally found one. He booked a first class flight and rushed over to his drawers packing up his things, sloppily. BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM

Because like any other small town, the gossip was inevitable since there was only so much that you can do in the peaceful little seaside town. Less than an hour later they were done with shopping at Novelty, Hazel picked two picture books with princess-themed stories, Gage got himself some thriller and mysteries books, while Bree was true to her words when she picked out some steamy books with BDSM plots all twisted into a mini series, yup, she didn't just get one. She put three in their basket. Gage raised his brow when he saw it, but Bree smiled sweetly at Gage which then made the young man at the register quickly scanned the barcode so he can put the smut books into the bag. The lanky tee

I wish I didn't meet the jerk. Soon I finished cooking and took a plate.. Taking the plate I went towards my room and sit on bed.. Taking the laptop I opened it. As soon I opened it I saw an email from Knight corporation.. They called me tomorrow at 9 for the interview... Seeing this I got happy and started eating my food.... :O:O:O:O:O:O:O:O:O:O:O:O:O:O:O:O:O: Hey dears, this is my first Billionaire book. Though I wrote few books on billionaire but this book is totally different from them..

Sweet Pea Guun felt funny, couldn't help but tease: "What are you doing squatting at the door?" Brene Brian, who dared to tell the truth, opened his mouth and replied: "Read the book." In Sweet Pea Guun's eyes, Brene Brian was originally a very strange person, so he still had no doubt, and honestly praised a sentence: "Pretty good, nowadays young people rarely read books, you have very good habit." Brene Brian hesitantly lowered her head, silently decided not to work tonight, read books two hours first and then calculate later. "That's right," Sweet Pea Guun remembered the matter, "Can I borrow your shower gel? I don't bring it, I'm going to buy it after I shower."