Close To You Novel Novels & Stories

so close? ********

The book is available in Goodnovel Website. Please do check it out. https://m.goodnovel.com/book_info/21000002795/null/Addicted-to-you Book Order 1. Until I Met You 2. Broken without You 3. Addicted to You (Can be read as a stand-alone book too) Happy Reading!

It was not like I was cheating on him or something. I closed the GoodNovel app and clicked on my F******k app. I had a lot of notifications and five new messages. I ignored the message and scrolled through my news feed and then the post on GoodNovel's writers and readers group. Mystery man posted two days ago. Mystery man: I think I am in love with a writer here. I gulped nervously as I stared at his post, which already has about one point five millions likes and thousands of comments.

Thanks to all of you who read this book to the very end. Novel may not remember anything, but her heart knows she belongs to Alexei. Love is beautiful, and I hope each of you finds a love that fills your heart with happiness—a love your heart can recognize even when your mind cannot. Thank you all for your support. You can also check out my other book, I'm Your Brother's Wife, Dear Ace. Thank you! 😊

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

CHAPTER 11 Far, far away in a distant land, a bride stood in front of the entrance of the church fidgeting and very worried about her future. Agnes felt her secure world tumbling down on her as she gazed at the heavy door of the church. She must have lost her mind to agree to this solemn and religious event turning into a farce of make-believe love story that the world thought was perfect as the media continually hype for the sake of one Chris Duvier.

"I don't really feel like going to school anymore." "Weren't you the one who told me not to cut my classes yesterday?" "That was then, and this is now. Come on. It'll be fun." I eventually agreed. To be honest, it's not that I don't trust Crimson. Well, it kinda is, but I mean it's just weird for him to just invite me to his house like this. Just like my situation with White, we barely know each other. Don't they have any sense of danger? Surprisingly, Crimson's house was just really near that park. It was a simple apartment complex. We opened the door to his apartment, when suddenly, something jumped towards me.

Was it because of what he had seen last evening? As she reached for a book on the shelf, her hand brushed against Liam's. She quickly withdrew her hand, feeling a jolt of electricity run through her body at the contact. Liam didn't even flinch or acknowledge the accidental touch. Maya sighed and continued her search for the book, but her eyes kept wandering back to Liam. He seemed so distant, so unreachable. Finally, she found the book she was looking for and made her way back to her table. Liam had already left the aisle and was nowhere to be seen.

We were too close to say anythingSo close that I couldn't see anything else We were so close that my breath caughtThere were so close that today it's just you and me I told you, I can't resist him. I seize his mouth with an urgent kiss. The urgency of someone who has spent three days so close, and yet so far away. [...]

“No, Nova. It’s not enough until you understand where you belong. Stay out of my way — and stay away from him. Because the next time you don’t, I won’t stop at words.” Then, with a smirk, she shoved one of my books off my arm and sauntered away, her friends laughing behind her. The hallway was silent for a moment. All eyes were on me — some curious, some pitying, others quietly impressed that I didn’t break down. I bent to pick up my book again, but my fingers shook too much to hold it properly. As I stood there, breath shallow, my phone buzzed in my pocket. A message from Frederick. “ I’m outside. Come to the car”.