Cbs This Morning Books Novels & Stories

He shifts back; putting a seat between us and truly looking horrified. Bibah simply shakes her head at our childish shenanigans and takes a sip of her iced latte, metal straw clinking in the Hydro Flask. “The Awoo Book Club’s pick for this week is H.P Lovecraft.” She pats the voluminous book atop the pile and I notice it’s the library copy of H.P Lovecraft’s Omnibus 3. “I’m so excited to roast his ass.”

FREDERICK pov As I got to my study room, I picked up my favorite book, "How to win in the sport of business" by Mark Cuban. I had already gotten to the third chapter and figured I should go on with it if I wanted to sign off on the business deal with Giveon Ventures. After reading for one hour, I realized I had not heard Ma Cleopatra's voice after my parents and Ivy had left. I dropped the book and headed downstairs to search for Ma Cleopatra. I found her cleaning up the dishes and moved forward to ask what I was having for dinner.

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

Croix. “We’re just in time.” Adam whispered. He squeezed my arm while Norma took to the center stage for the introduction. “It is with great pride and honor that C. B. Publishing announces the release of the fourth installment of Cassy, the Good Witch, both in paperback and hardback.” The crowd broke into applause, and I started to sweat. Nervously, I licked my lips while listening to Norma talk about the highlights of my next book. It felt surreal to see how well-received my book was. I looked away and my eyes collided with that of my ex-husband.

The green room smelled like old coffee and industrial cleaner, a universe away from the opulent, sound-proof studios Clarkson was accustomed to. This was another creature altogether: The Lena Davis Hour, America's most-watched Sunday night news program. It wasn't a roundtable discussion about money; it was a study of culture. Lena Davis did not speak about stock prices; she spoke about souls.