Darling Book Novels & Stories

Dona pointed at the book that Jace was holding. They turned to look and their eyes zoomed in on the title. The familiar font of the title of the popular book greeted them. ‘Spell Of The Lonely Dream’. They sucked in their breaths. “WHAT?!!! Isn’t that sold out already??” On the side, Dawn’s friends had already opened the present given to them by their classmates. Now, they started to open the present that she gave them. They have only opened the side when they recognized it. “Oh my gosh! Let me borrow it, okay?! Please..please.. Please!!!!!” The students, especially the girls, pleaded with Jace.

They exchanged a guilty glance. Darling tried to recover quickly. “We… um… cleaned the part you can see. The rest is artistically arranged chaos.” I burst into laughter. “Artistically arranged, huh?” “Yes!” Darling beamed. “We worked very hard.” Paris’s sunlight caught his curls, turning them golden. Dillion looked exactly like him—same eyes, same smile—but Darling was the more dramatic one, while Dillion carried a quiet confidence, a steadiness I admired deeply. I shook my head and sighed in mock defeat. “Fine. Shopping it is.”

By the time we get back to my place, I’m so horny I nearly rip my dress off. The next day, he takes me to an old bookstore that has been run by the same owner for over sixty years. She refuses to alphabetize anything, but when Damien asks her for a specific book, she knows exactly where it is. It’s cramped and crowded, full of volumes of rare old books and gorgeous hardback covers. Damien buys sme a copy of Pride and Prejudice in French.

She said furiously and I chuckled saying. "What happened you got up this early... and more to that reading a... book?" She raised a brow saying "Just because you often see me sleeping in the morning doesn't mean I sleep all night. And by the way. Reading is my hobby. And this is a Novel called Darling don't run away. Not just a book" I sat close to her as she was looking at my every action from head to toe. "What!?" I asked looking at her expression "Not. Nothing. It's just that. You're distracting." she said and i raised my brows

“One! You have more?” But she was already on her way out, gently closing the door behind her. I couldn’t help but think of how graceful Darynem were. Such a sharp contrast from what we had been taught back in Anoryl. I took a deep breath and stepped deeper into the library. Where would I even start? “The oldest books are at the farthest shelves, history books below and magic above. That’s the order” a voice echoed from down the lane. Out of the shadows emerged a thin and tall old lady. She had thin glasses that were propped on the bridge of her nose but couldn't hide her bright orange eyes. She was beautiful with her pale blonde hair that tumbled beyond her shoulders in waves. “Thank you”, I

And even when they hadn’t… I no longer let them land. I had too much peace in me now. There wasn’t room for shame anymore. Back at the house, I carried the books Darren had ordered for the nursery upstairs and placed them on the newly assembled shelf. They were all hardcovers with soft pastel covers and gold-stamped lettering: Goodnight Moon, The Velveteen Rabbit, Where the Wild Things Are, Dream Big, Little One, I Am Enough. I traced the spine of each book with my fingertip, whispering the titles softly.

Only the truly excellent could create never-ending wealth. Education was crucial to developing excellent talents. That was why all Quigleys had a study of their own. When Summer arrived at Caroline's study, she paid attention to Caroline's bookshelves. The books were brand new and didn't look like they had been read. It seemed that the bookshelves were merely decor with no practical use. Caroline sat gracefully, dressed in an expensive white dress with a classic floral design. Arrogance and disdain were clear on her face. She had no regard for Summer as her daughter-in-law at all.

Delfina and Carma entered the gala with their arms hooked through the elbows, giggling over the fact they drank a full bottle of champagne in the limo which dropped them at the end of the red carpet they’d just walked. On the red carpet when a reporter called out Carma’s name and asked her who her companion was, Carma drunkenly held up Delfina’s hand in hers and proclaimed, “my brother’s lover. I’ve stolen her and now she’s mine!”

The phone starts to ring as I wait for her to answer. "Hello?" Barbara says. "Hello, Darling!" I say to her with a prim proper tone in my voice. Using this voice, I often pretend that I am the villainous "Cruella Devil" from the book "The Hundred and One Dalmatians" by Dodie Smith. That has always been one of my favorite books. My mother used to read it to me as a child. "Molly!" Barbara says with excitement in her voice. "How are you doing?" I asked her, “I have not seen it yet this summer.

“Mommy, is he like this? Mommy is so pretty she looks like a princess, so Daddy must look like this, too, right?” “Oh… actually… yeah.” Andrea received the storybook and stared at the picture. It was when the golden-haired maiden had her long hair flow down a castle, so the prince could climb to meet her. Just the sight of it reminded Andrea of Gryphon’s fascination with her golden hair. It didn’t help that the men had similar hair colors and standing.