Colleen Hoover Booktok Novels & Stories

Xavier 's pov I was sitting in my office library engrossed in my work . Different cases require different references to various clauses and sectons of warewolf penal codes . My library consists of multiple books ranging from legislatures,civil law books to historic fictions. You name a book at it will be here in my library. I got up from my seat and searched through the multiple shelfes looking for the red covered book which has a case similar to the present one at my hand.

cut Shyla, rolling her eyes. “I’m still upset with you, though!” Colleen pouted her thin lips and leered at me. “First, you came to my party looking more gorgeous than me, and then you left without meeting my fiancé. When I returned to the room, Mom’s crying… I can’t believe you stole my beau.” “Your what?” My eyebrows knitted, confused at what she was talking about. “I didn’t even know your boyfriend. How did I steal your -” “I’m talking about Aiden.” Colleen chuckled amusedly and walked past me, grabbing Aiden’s hand. “Didn’t she tell you I had this huge crush on you when I was in preschool?” She grinned, glancing over her shoulders, waving at Deborah and Xavier.

Chapter 8 Who Else? Now that Colin knew I was working for Greenwald, I didn’t have to hide any of my books or keep my thoughts to myself. He still grumbled, but he’d accepted—for the moment—that trying to come up with something to give the asshole to get him off our backs was the best option. So when we’d gotten home and scarfed our giant sub sandwiches, I spread all the books out on the table and got back to work. I made notes while Colin stepped outside and called his pack council; I hunted down references while he flopped on the couch and read the news.

“You don’t have to trust me. But if we’re going to take down my family and the Crow, you’ll need me.” I crossed my arms. “That’s convenient.” He looked up at me, eyes glinting under the flickering light. “It’s true. Whether you like it or not.” “Don’t lose sight of what you want, Savannah. Not because you don’t trust me.” He said, almost like advice. But there was something underneath, something sharp like a warning wrapped in silk. Julian stepped forward and broke the moment. “We’re done for tonight.” Colleen straightened and brushed the invisible dust off his sleeve. “For now,” he said, then handed Julian a file, smiled at me as if we were sharing some secret, and turned for the door. His

“ She's hell bent on making my life miserable.” “But we're not going to let her.” Colin drawled a little absentmindedly as he ran his fingers against some books on the shelf. “All we have to do is find a solution, no matter how tiny it is.” “What are you doing?” I asked, after watching Colin. In the last couple of minutes, he'd picked up about three books and right now he was currently on the third one. “Colin?” “I think I might have found something.” He pulled out the book from the shelf completely. “Something that'll help.”

I said, then shooed them away. A couple of minutes after they left, while I had immersed myself in the book I was reading, I felt a presence hover over me. Judging from the way the person’s shadow practically covered my entire figure, I could tell it was a man. I put my bookmark on the page I was reading, closed the book, then took off my sunglasses and looked up to see who it was that had decided to disturb my peace. “Colleen Hoover,” he said, reading the name of the author of the book in my hands. “My sister loves her books”.

I unfolded it and read quietly 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get you in trouble'. I looked around for a pen, finding one I uncapped it and began to write; 'why are you giving me stolen books?' I capped the pen and folded the paper back up and placed it into the vent and waited. I heard a grunt as the voice attempted to get the paper, and then I heard the woman's voice. "Colby, are you giving the girl books, because your father is furious," "Can you blame me, Chloe has been down there our whole lives by herself alone!" the voice, I mean 'Colby' replied.

"Ahh!" My shy cousin let out a shriek and ducked into Aunt Carol's arms. Aunt Carol herself backed away quickly, as if she had seen a ghost. She pointed at me and asked in a shaky voice, "W-was this from a dead person?! "You're putting your little boy in the clothes of a dead man?!" she accused Mom. Mom's face went as white as a sheet in no time, with no color left on her face. She tried to grab the white flower from me in a panic, but I kept a firm grip on it.

Collen whispered with heartfelt sincerity. 'Sometimes I can't be sure whether I'm assisting everyone around me, or if I'm destroying their lives slowly. A breathing blight that will only bring misfortune to their lives.' Collen heaved a deep sigh closing his eyes as well. 'I have to tell them soon. They deserve to know the kind of person that hides in front of them daily.' It was around one in the morning when the limo stopped in front of Evelyn's new beach home, seeing each one of the girls sleeping so peacefully he couldn't bring himself to wake them and began carrying them inside one at a time beginning with Evelyn.

She moved toward the small writing desk near the window, reaching for pen and paper with hands that trembled slightly despite her outward composure. She had barely written the first line when her phone, resting on the side table, lit up with an incoming call. She glanced at the screen, and whatever color remained in her face drained away entirely. "What is it?" Damian asked. Colleen didn't answer right away, staring at the screen like it might change if she looked at it long enough. Finally, she turned it toward them, her hand shaking now in earnest. The caller ID displayed no name. Only a single word, one she'd apparently saved it under years ago, back when she still believed she could cont