Call Me By Your Name Book Scenes Novels & Stories

Chapter 57 Ella POV The first call came while I was pouring tea. The phone vibrated once against the marble countertop. It was brief, polite, and almost tentative. I glanced at the screen, saw Luciano’s name, and turned my attention back to the kettle as if nothing had happened. Steam curled upward. I let it. The second call came an hour later. This time, I was seated by the window, watching the city soften into dusk. The sky was the color of diluted ink, the kind that looked calm only because all the chaos had already settled. The phone buzzed again, more insistent now.

The novel has 52 chapters including the prologue and epilogue. I closed my laptop before I walk out of my room, I look at Janine and Shia who are eating their chips while they are watching. “Oh, hi!” Janine greeted me when she noticed me. “You didn’t tell me that you’re going here,” I say, I sit beside her. “Is it required?” she asks, I laugh, “I’m watching with my friend, I don’t want to talk to anyone,” she added before she look at the TV again. Shia looked at Janine.

That guy stood right in front of me making me nervous. I continued ignoring him and tried to step away . He never moved . My heart suddenly started beating fast as the scent of his cologne hit me . I froze as he bend's down . His hands slowly picked up the fallen book from the ground I looked up and my breath hitched ... Those stormy chocolate brown eyes with golden line stared at me as i took in deep breath . "E-e-exuse ..m-me ?" I ask timidly . "I suppose this is a seniors library. ..what are you doing here ?"

I beckoned, my voice returning to its flat, commanding tone as I straightened my jacket. "On it," Maeve echoed, stepping back toward the door. But as her hand hit the frame, she paused. She slowly turned her head, her sharp eyes locking onto mine with an intense, questioning scrutiny. "That man... he said a name. Evelina, was it? Evelyn?" Suddenly, like a flash of lightning, the agonizing needle of pain flared behind my eyes again, and the whispering voices began to stir in the deepest corners of my mind. Evelyn... Sterling... The Prokofiev...

Are you calling out for me? I need your help. I force myself to turn around. I force myself to step away from the light. But I need help. From a distance, I see a girl and she has the most beautiful sea-blue eyes I have ever seen. She is stretching out her hands towards me. Is that you Elena? Give me your hand, help me. Bring me back! Our hands touch, and the moment they do, I feel my body burn, as if on fire. Then my eyes open and I find myself lying on the operating table. The light has gone.

"Dad, please step out." He sounded weak, yet insistent. "I want to speak to her alone." Kelvin shot me one last glare before ushering everyone else out. The door clicked shut, leaving me alone with Reynolds and that nauseating scent of another she-wolf on him. I felt like I was going to puke. When Reynolds looked up at me, there was a spark of hope in his eyes. "Scarlett, you finally came to see me. Are you ready to listen to my explanation?"

I could feel his gaze on me as if he wanted me to look over, but that only encouraged me to sit farther away from him. The shooting began. The first scene was about the male lead and female lead entangling in bed again. Honestly, the book was more like R18 as most days, what we acted out the most were those scenes... The female lead was exhausted and sobbed, begging the male lead to stop, but the male lead seemed to have lost his mind. He suddenly remembered what he was told during the day and the picture he got of the female lead and the supporting male lead standing really close together.

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 57: The Point of No Return “Baby girl... why aren’t you ending the call?” Greg’s voice cuts through her like ice, slicing straight into the molten chaos she’s sinking in. It jolts her, hard, yanking her out of the reverie she’s been drowning in—the one laced with forbidden pleasure and a darkness she can’t seem to pull herself from. Her breath hitches. For a split second, reality crashes down on her chest like a weight, and she remembers where she is. What she’s doing.

Oh I will definitely look this up in that damned book later. “Nice to meet you, Raphael,” I tested his name, giving him a light smile, noticing how he kept his other hand stretched towards me, waiting for me to take it. Not wanting to mess this up since I was planning on asking him so many questions later, I slowly, hesitantly stretched my hand towards his. Only once our fingers touched, a very disturbing and intense scene suddenly flashed before my eyes... The two of us, together, our bodies completely bare as he did things to me I’ve only read about in my romance books.

Dark blood spilled out. Mateo walked away. This time, he stared out his window, inhaling the freshness of the night's air, taking in the view of the lit-up skyscrapers. A buzz escaped his phone; swiftly, he turned. Her name was still on his screen: "Camellia Moretti..." A little smile flashed on his face. "So, Princess, you finally reached out." ***