Come As You Are Book Review Novels & Stories

“Yup. Why are you so thrifty? I was going through your file when you were in the shower, and you don’t spend money frivolously. Why? You’re an award-winning author. You make good money. You have, if my calculations are correct, gotten at least a million from your inheritance thus far. Why don’t you splurge more?” “Imposter syndrome,” she shrugged as she stared longingly at the glass. “It’s already poured, Presley. Drink it.” He teased her. “What do you mean imposter syndrome?” “My first book I wrote when I was nineteen and in college. It hit big. I didn’t have a degree yet. I didn’t have any experience. I simply wrote, tweaked it, wrote some more and then showed it to a friend who showed it

*You have no idea what others are dealing with in their personal life so just be nice, its that simple! This book is a complete work of fiction, No name, event or happening in this book are real. If any is found common or same as real life event or happening, then it is coincidental and shouldn't be taken personally or seriously. I apologize in advance for any error you may find in this book. Please constructive comments are welcomed, (I'll reply) but any annoying comment would be ignored and deleted. 💛 Flourish Ruth Felix (also known as love_richie)

"It's Uncle Kramer's house, so no offense is taken. What are you reading anyway, at night? Sone steamy CEO romance? Or cute girl's exaggerated first kiss? "Shut your weird mouth," she scolds lightly, then shows him the book cover. Mahone glances at it and reads the title loudly, "The New Orleans Voodoo Handbook. What_ you're practicing black magic now? "Whatever," she says, widening her eyes. "Hey, hey! Why are you undressing in front of me? I can be your buddy, but you have to remember that I'm a girl, too!" she covers her face with book "So what?" he throws the shirt on the chair, showing his perfect six pack abdomens, smirking at her shyness. "I know you don't have bad thoughts about my b

“The world may try to distort you, judge you, underestimate you, but here, with me, you are your own force.” I inhaled slowly, letting the truth of that settle. “I do not need the world to understand me. I only need to understand myself.” His hand moved slightly, fingers brushing against the curve of my waist. Not rushed, not urgent. Just deliberate contact. The kind that acknowledges, that confirms, that does not claim but affirms. “You are evolving beautifully,” he whispered. “And every room, every challenge, every subtle manipulation is powerless against you now.” I felt warmth rise in my chest. Pride. Desire. Recognition of what I had become. The girl from Briar Glen had been replaced by

“That line about choosing yourself? I underlined it three times.” Another laughed. “I didn’t expect your book to call me out like that. I was reading on the bus and just sat there thinking… wow. Okay.” A girl no older than twenty stood in front of me, hands shaking slightly. “Your character made me feel less crazy,” she said, eyes glassy. “Like maybe I’m not broken for wanting more.” She cried before she finished the sentence. I slid tissues across the table and squeezed her hand, my throat tight in that quiet way.

“Inspiration doesn’t wait. Besides, you say things too good to waste. Like the coffee brooding? That was gold.” He shook his head, a smirk tugging at his mouth as he ordered two coffees. We grabbed a corner table, Goose still stealing glances from half the café. “So, what’s this book about?” Ace asked once we sat. “Cat shifters,” I said without hesitation. “Epic romance. Sarcastic hero, rambly heroine, lots of claws and passion.” Ace raised a brow. “Sounds familiar.” My cheeks burned. “Coincidence.”

“The critical review will drive traffic to the book. The people who agree with the reviewer will read the review and be satisfied. The people who don’t will read the book to see if the reviewer was right. Those are both useful outcomes.” Anya looked at her window. The January afternoon was doing something spare and clear with the light. “I’m not afraid of it,” she said. “The critique. A year ago I would have been afraid of it. I built so much of my life preemptively defending against exactly this kind of critique.” “And now?” Clara said. “And now the book is the book,” she said. “It says what it says. The critique is in conversation with it and that’s what conversation looks like — not agree

She decided to document her journey and insights in a book—a heartfelt memoir that would serve as a guide for future generations. With great care, Luna poured her wisdom onto the pages, sharing her personal struggles, triumphs, and the profound lessons she had learned. She weaved together stories of her own experiences, anecdotes from the people she had met along the way, and the transformative power of authenticity. The book, titled "Embracing True Colors: A Journey of Authenticity," was published and received with great enthusiasm. Its impact spread far and wide, touching the lives of individuals who sought guidance and inspiration on their own paths to self-discovery.

Hello Readers, Thanks for staying with me for this long. I know this is sudden but making you all dangle for a petty frequency of uploads is just too cruel. That's why I have decided to mark this as a conclusive checkpoint i.e. mark this book as completed. Been a wonderful journey so far. Every comment I have seen or read (good or bad) has brought a froth of emotions that drove me to write my heart out. In my eyes, as a story, Apaurushya has proven itself as a story with a potential of unimaginable horizon. Every character has surprised me by their actions. Each of them have a life. Almost as if I don't need to write them; they can write themselves.

Vador finally confessed his love to Ava and now y'all know the real story I'll like to say that this book isn't just a vampire romance action book,it actually means something and I'm trying to pass a message.From the onset y'all judged Vador didn't you? He's the dark lord,he's dumb,he keeps fucking up. Well yea,now y'all know why,I want this book to go out to everyone,you have to understand not to judge and criticize people without getting to know them. So many people are going through a lot and won't even speak out about it and then we have some other people who would judge them without getting to know or understand their reasons,which would obviously make them feel bad,like so bad. I for o