E Novel Novels & Stories

My plan was simple: Live like a slacker until Travis became a rich, successful CEO. Then sit back and enjoy life as a pampered young lady. During my major course, I was hiding in the back row scrolling on my phone when the original Jennie’s best friend, Linda Lander, texted me and asked if I wanted to join a mixer party. That’s when I remembered. In the original novel, this was the scene where Nancy flirted with three high-quality male leads at a bar. It caused a ripple across the entire storyline.

Then she tapped it with a smile. Her very first novella [Is there a reason "why?”]. That is the title of the book. Leah purchased it online. Her eyeglass is on the desk. Leah pats softly, opens, and put on at her blurry eyes. Leah arranged her glasses and moved the book. [IS THERE A REASON "WHY?”] A light novel [Light Novel]

Lionidis left he room to go check on the transportation of the captives in the vans and make sure all the staff were out of the saferoom and accounted for. *** Once Nova had her cup of tea and we were squished into the two-seater sofa, side by side, she was getting sidetracked and rather than discussing the books she was nuzzling into my neck and whispering suggestive comments. “Did the encounter with the books make you horny or something?” I whispered “I don’t know.” She said with a slow, dirty smile. Spreading over her luscious lips. “I don’t know if it’s the adrenaline or something but it’s like there is this extra energy under my skin and I want to expend it in a very specific way”

She wandered up to one of the shelves and ran her fingers across the books worn spines; they smelled of dust and age. The books looked essential and historical. Nueva pulled a brow leather book from its neat row. The front cover had beautifully intricate designs etched into the aged skin, and a thin leather string locked the book's covers. She gently untied the knot and flicked through the aged yellow pages; Eira stirred inside her head. Nueva couldn't understand the language; it looked complicated and old, but the hand-drawn pictures drew her in.

She then opened her online novel app and checked the notification for the latest episode update of the ongoing novel she was following. Suddenly, Emily burst into laughter as she began to read the romantic comedy novel. Line by line, paragraph by paragraph, her beautiful eyes followed along. Reading romantic comedy novels was always a mood booster for Emily. Besides enjoying the fantasy, Emily also gleaned moral lessons from them. For her, reading was not just about entertainment but also about capturing the positive side, which was the main goal of every writer.

EVE It suddenly dawned on me that I was oblivious to everything happening around me. But how? I thought I knew Noah so well, and Ian, there was never a hint of him being part of anything dark or illegal. “You okay?” Noah asked when he noticed me staring at him for too long. “Hmm.” I forced a smile. “You didn’t have to end your call like that. Wasn’t it important?” “No, it wasn’t,” he said rubbing my head softly as he walked away.

Her emotional blindness baffled him. Heath remembered the night his life had changed forever. He chuckled to himself, remembering his initial reaction as they pulled his battered, 1970, dirt-brown, Chevy Nova up to the abandoned Baptist Church building. "Hmm, you're sure this is the right address," he had questioned skeptically. "Yup," May-Ellen had answered, "We don't rent buildings and waste resources we could put to better use." Her beautiful Auburn hair was tied into pigtails that night. Heath was mesmerized by how they bounced as she spoke. "We find places nobody else wants," she proudly explained. "It's always better to use something that already exists instead of forcing new things in

Somehow, Noel pulled my phone from my hand and scrolled through the chapters. “Oh, this. Is this the story about an evil woman marrying a poor farmer’s child? And they grow their influence together?” He summed. “Yes it is! How do you know?” “I’ve read them before, but just a few chapters…” He scrolled down, seeking the newer chapters. “Wait…” Ricky’s eyebrow creased. “You read novels, Noel?” He’s asking the obvious. “Well, most of us do.” Ricky paused. “But I thought you only read ancient scriptures?”