Emotional Books To Read Novels & Stories

How did I get myself into this? I should’ve listened to my gut weeks ago—the one screaming red flag every time I looked at James. But noooo… temptation was sweet, and now here I was, knee-deep in an emotional mess. I sighed at a red light, eyes drifting to the tattered brown book on the passenger seat—Werewolf 101. Maybe it would give me answers. Maybe it’d help me figure out how to deal with all of this. Yes. That’s the plan. Start reading tonight. Find some way to make sense of this chaos.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

Hearing that she had stopped speaking her mum turned her face to her saying " The book ended with her dying . That's the story . "How did you feel while reading it ?" I felt like I was back to my old self with my problems gone ."Good that what I wanted to hear . Today's book is titled Emily it's a teen book ,can't wait for you to come back tomorrow and narrate it ." Same thanks Josy . I sat on the bench as I opened the book titled Emily. Life can sometimes hit you real bad. To think that you will wake up everyday and see that beautiful face . That face that means the world to you . To come back from work and be greeted by that person .

"I am aware of that. It is your job to sit down and listen to people talk about the problems in their life. I appreciate what you are doing for me but this isn't the time to bring them into the limelight." "I understand," the woman said and wrote a sentence on her small notebook. "Do you read a lot of books?" "Not really. Books tends to take me away from the physical world and toss me into an imaginary world." "But that is the purpose of it. Books are designed to give you a wide sense of imagination. They were created so all of us can see beyond the physical world. I am not a good reader but I still can't stop myself from reading a lot of books about keeping calmness in my heart. If you ask

The smallest things can make me feel so emotional and everything to do with Hayden only made me that much more emotionally sensitive. --To be continued… Please support my other works: Forbidden Heat, Lust Contracts, Conquering the Emperor, Love Slave to My Devil CEO Boss

They clung to your chest, wrapped around your thoughts, sank into your bones like something permanent, leaving you stranded in the last paragraph like someone pulled the ground beneath your feet mid step. I was still feeling the ghost of every emotion the last three hundred pages had put me through, I carry the characters around in my heart like people I actually know and would miss. Non readers never understand when you try explaining this feeling, it’s not just about escapism but it was more like borrowing someone else’s entire emotional life for a few hundred pages and then having to hand it back and return to your own boring and loveless life. The most crazy thing about this is that, it

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

Meanwhile beside her, Adrian Laurent carried an increasingly unreasonable stack of books in both arms. Elena looked at him in disbelief. “You’re not reading all of those.” Adrian adjusted the pile defensively. “I enjoy intellectual variety.” “You bought a philosophy book.” “Yes.” “You once fell asleep listening to a motivational podcast.” “That man’s voice was emotionally criminal.” Fair. God. Elena laughed softly before turning back toward the fiction section. Rain moved quietly against the windows while customers wandered calmly through the aisles around them. It felt peaceful. Simple. Normal. And honestly? Moments like this still emotionally stunned her sometimes.

With her hands wrapped around a steaming cup of coffee, Jessica didn't notice the arrival of her boss until it was too late. “Good morning, Jessica.” At the sound of Mr. Ryan's deep, faintly amused tone, Jessica jumped in her chair and promptly spilled coffee over the third sex scene of the book. Shit. “Uh, good morning, Sir.” She fumbled under her desk for some tissues while her face heated to the color of a tomato. “Is there something you would like me to do?”