Choose Me A Book Novels & Stories

“Since you’re back, are you going to pick the next book?” I blinked. “Me?” “Of course,” she said, smiling. “You’ve been gone. You deserve the honor.” Everyone nodded expectantly. I looked down at the stack of books on the table, my fingers brushing across their covers. My hand paused on a novel about love, identity and societal expectations. This book will give them a glimpse of what I passed through during my absence. I smiled softly. “How about this one?” Brent groaned. “Oh no, not another depressing tragedy. Can’t we read something with a hopeful romance?”

He opened the overly-ribboned box, and pulled out a book. “It’s a book of history and fairy tales,” Abigail explained. She was up on the lounge on her hands and knees, leaning in between him and the book. “Because you’re so smart and you liked that book you found in the library last year.” She sat back on her heels. “Do you like it? I hope you will. Maybe we can read it together before you leave? Hannah says it’s going to rain a lot soon, so maybe we could read this?” She was excited, nervous, and had to pee a little. She was babbling, desperately wanting him to like the gift. To like her. He opened the book and paged through it. It was a beautiful book, well-bound, and clearly loved by a pr

It was Brayan and someone else. Could that be his office? But it was on the other side of the house. I made a mental note to ask Elowen when next I saw her. I looked through the shelves searching for the perfect book to read. There were so many and I was confused on the one to choose. Nevaeh always mentioned romance was the best but I knew romance has a lot of cheesy things. I wanted more of action with a bit of romance and lots of erotica. I picked out a worn out book. A man and a woman in a sensual position but the name had been torn out.

"When I wanted to be SUG secretary, you were chosen over me, when I wanted to be the choir leader in our fellowship, you were the one they all chose; and now, the one man my heart beats for still chose you over me." She turned back, facing them; "you left me with nothing!" "No, that's not true, it was your reckless lifestyle back then that made you lose in all of that," Angela argued. "Reckless lifestyle!" She yelled. "You call it a reckless lifestyle! What about Edwin? It's that a reckless lifestyle too?" "Excuse you, my friend here isn't behind your misfortune; you should go look for what is really behind it, or better still, work on yourself!" Margaret interrupted.

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Thrillers and horrors are my go-to book, but I need something light-hearted and funny to read with these nightmares happening more often just now. There was many for me to choose from. I don’t mind a good romance from time to time, something I will never tell anyone. I looked around and decided on You Me Everything, which would do. It was light, funny, and a little romantic too. I paid for it before heading out. I decided I couldn’t be bothered cooking tonight. I stopped by the pizza shop, grabbed a pizza to take home, and grabbed some beers at my local shop on the way back.

“unlucky contestants…shelf two, book thirteen.” It sounded oddly like a personal note. My curiosity won out and I skimmed my fingers along the spines of the books until I chose one at random. I pulled out a medium-sized book, a deep shade of navy blue. Earthen twine was wrapped around the book, and there was a picture on the front. A middle-aged man with chocolate hair and dark eyes smiled up at me. The cover of the book read, “Arthur Zimmerman, Game 71.

Any sensible person would think they could easily plan something evil. Because of that, I spent most of my time in the library. Sometimes, I was not reading but looking through the vast catalogue and picking out the books that sounded interesting. That afternoon, I had piled up twenty books on the table. I was still looking for more when the door opened and Leilani walked in. It was almost lunch time so I figured she had come to invite me for it. “Hello,” I said. “Hey,” she said, picking up one of the books on the table. It was The Graveyard book by Neil Gaiman. “This looks like a children’s book.”

It has never been my goal to impress my sister with anything I do. I scroll through the books in the library until I come to my favourite section, Mystery. I always love the thrill that comes with not knowing what's going to happen next. You can make it more interesting for yourself if you start to wonder what is happening and what will happen. I take a few glances through the books on the shelves and take a book that looks the most interesting out of all the books I saw. 'In the Woods' by Tana French.

Suddenly, my name was everywhere—in newspapers, TV, always accompanied by the title "Rising Star of Agriculture" Just as I was fully immersed in planning an agriculture and livestock center, I received a text from Nigel. "New Year is coming up. There's a class reunion, are you going?" "Of course." "I could use the opportunity to pull in some funding for my livestock center." On the day of the reunion, I got up early, did my makeup, and picked a low-profile car from my garage. Then I instructed my driver to take me to the city. But I never expected to run into Tyler along the way.