Confused Reader Novels & Stories

Gylen said as he looked at the paper with the explanation on it, hoping that Saelyna would understand it as well as I did. Saelyna looked at the paper, then raised her head, looking at me and Gylen. When she saw me nod my head confidently, Saelyna read it immediately. She read silently, her eyebrows knitted together in surprise for a moment. Perhaps she was also digesting and thinking. When she saw that Saelyna had finished reading, she looked at us. Curious, Cryan picked up the paper and read along. "I've read it. But I don't understand what it means. Why do you seem to be worried about something?" Saelyna asked, still not understanding the sentence that had slipped out.

Confused and unable to process what had just happened. “What just happened?”

❞ he said it with a laugh, but it was still obvious that he was hurt by his situation. ❝Did you dream? We're not in an erotic romance that you're reading, that you sleep with a stranger and wake up and don't remember anything happened.❞ he said firmly, as if he were pissed off at her. Wait! What? Erotic romance—how did he know I read erotic romance novels? Angel secretly buys erotic romance novels, and she also secretly reads them; she only reads them when she has nothing to do and every night to help her sleep. Angel was reading it inside the room, and even her dead twin didn't know it either.

Betty’s eyes went wide at the title, and Elena felt her brows furrow, her forehead creasing into lines as she leaned closer and tried to read the article as well. She read the first paragraph and her heart stuttered. “What the hell?” She whispered. “Are you seriously kidding me right now?” She snatched the tablet from Betty’s hand, staring down at the screen and rereading the same paragraph over and over again, in the hope that what she was reading wasn’t the truth. Betty was saying something beside her, but Elena couldn’t hear anything, she couldn’t think of anything. All she could see and feel was confusion and disbelief as her heart and mind refused to believe what the article was claimin

"I'm gravely jealous, love." Rye let go of Khali, and she removed her arms against Rye. "Why would you feel that way? What are you asking me for?" Khali asked. "Did something go wrong?" "You're confused," Rye said Khali could not believe it. Has it seemed so obvious to Rye to say that she was confused? She stared at Rye for a few seconds. Rye removed Khali's hand from his cheek. He smiled a bit. "I will just take a shower," said Rye

Once in a while, he would raise his head up and look out the window, watching the activities of the world. "What are you reading?" Alex jumped a bit in his seat, startled by the voice that had spoken. It was Amanda, her eyes were still closed as she spoke, but she had taken out her iPods. "Uh... Never trust a dead man, it's a murder mystery book." He told her. "Never trust a dead man?" She laughed. "Why would you trust someone already dead?" She finally opened her eyes looking over at Alex. "Well, it's... It's hard to explain, the book explains it all."

The contents of the book interest me. While reading and flipping some pages I heard the door of the bookstore opened, I was alerted and peeked behind the book I am holding and got disappointed when I saw that it was another person. My brows furrowed because of what I am thinking. What the hell, Cristine? Why are you disappointed? Are you disappointed because the person who came in wasn’t Ronald? No! I wasn’t! What the hell? I sighed heavily and continued reading but damn…I can’t understand even a single thing! I can understand it just earlier and now I don’t? I need to concentrate. Cristine, don’t think of anyone just focus on your book—

Julia shook her head. Shadow just scoffed silently. She understood it perfectly. In other words, Julia could only read it blankly without registering it in her mind. It wasn’t weird, though. These were relics that were filled with corrupted mana. Only corrupted people could read it. “I’m not sure. This is a bit complicated. The author’s name of ‘How To Write A Story’, is total bullshit, however.” Julia’s words became rougher as she spoke. She clenched her jaw, lamenting and collecting herself, and breathed out.

They went back to her unit to shower and get a change of clothes for the next day. While she’s doing her business, Daniel freely roamed around when a pink album caught his eye. “Our Wedding” he read the title in confusion. The more he browsed the pages, the more confused he becomes. Is he suffering from any amnesia? The photos are not as he remembers it to be. “Convincing, right?” Celine appeared in her pink cartoon pyjamas.

asked Rail confused. **** To Be Continued.