Novel & Cerita Encanto Story Book

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Gabe kept sneaking glances at the adorable woman next to him, and when she peeked back, he grinned…even if food was still in his mouth. He thanked the good Lord above that they were away from his uncle and aunt’s house. With Emiline wearing such enthralling attire, his family would certainly swoon to see him making a total fool out of himself because of this enchantress. Inwardly, he groaned as dread washed upon him. Reality hit him head on. They had to return to the estate today. Emiline would change into those ugly, large dresses, and he could never kiss her again. * * * *

Book 1: Her Unloved Mate (Vince & Crystal’s Story) Book 2: My Bride is Not a Human (Cade & Andrella’s Story) Book 3: Her Chosen Mate (Rebecca & Oliver’s Story) * In case of any queries regarding any story, please reach out to my inbox. Thank you again.

I nod and look around. “Where is the book?” I ask. She wasn’t carrying anything when she entered the room. “I always carry it with me, you just can’t see it,” Shanna explains. She mutters a couple of strange words, holds out her hand, and a book appears and falls onto it. The cover is fine leather engraved with a vine-like design that swirls around the edges of a large picture. The picture depicts a woman standing with her arms stretched up above her head. Above her, there are stars in the sky and I swear I see one twinkle. Shanna opens to the first page and I am stunned to see a spell.

"This is her book?" He nodded. "I didn't know why it was here in the library. She carried it with her wherever she went. It was her grandmother's book. She gave it to Izza," Blaine said as I sat down next to him, and put a hand on his hand. He looked at me and gave me a small smile that didn't reach his eyes, and I felt my heart breaking for him. He always looked happy, but now there was nothing happy about his look. I opened the book, and Izza's name was written in a beautiful calligraphy in the front of the book. It is a story about a little girl who could control fire magic.

“Antonio? '' Gift! '' Alice? '' Here! '' Bruno? '' Eu! '' Bruna? '' Here! '' Bianca? '' Here! '' Bob? '' Gift! And so I continue until the end. “Well, what do you want to do? '' Story! '' Answer together. “Um, what story?” I ask, going over to the little books. '' Beauty and the Beast! Bianca screams. “Oh, not again, Aunt. It's always this story. '' Gustavo complains, sulking. “Gustav. '' I look at him seriously. “Well, I'll read a different story this time. “What, teacher?” Bella asks. “Let's see. I pick up a book, reading the title. '' Me, Thou and He. '' I smile.

Elena’s POV One and a half year later She drew the blinds, made a hot chocolate and settled down with a book in her lap. It was a romance she had bought from the local supermarket. It was the story of a girl who ran from her house and found a considerate guy in the new city who was hiding from his past. “Loving The Writer Billionaire”, she read the title. She started the book but put it down. There were so many questions in her mind.

Nanny Hazel, a kind and nurturing presence in his life, sat beside him with a book in her hands, ready to embark on a magical storytelling journey with Theo. "Are you ready for a story, Theo?" Hazel asked with a warm smile. Theo's eyes lit up with excitement as he nodded eagerly. "Yes, Hazel! Story, story!" Hazel opened the book and began to read in a soothing voice that filled the room with wonder. As she read, Theo's imagination soared, transporting him to far-off lands and exciting adventures. "Once upon a time, in a land of dragons and knights, there lived a brave young prince named Theo," Hazel began, capturing Theo's attention immediately.

MANUELA'S POV I was still in shock at the image of Ricardo coming out the landing door, pulling a small suitcase, and carrying a backpack on his back. The athletic and sensual body, which i saw in the photos of social networks, was hidden under neath the white t-shirt and leather jacket. But there was no way i couldn't imagine everything that should be hidden by those clothes. Controlling the direction of my eyes was very difficult, especially when he called me Manuela Banguela. How I hated and loved it, to the same extent. It was like revisiting the past, with the difference that Ric was no longer the prince charming of my children's stories. Now he was the protagonist of the spicy stories

Book 1: Her Unloved Mate (Vince & Crystal’s Story) Book 2: My Bride is Not a Human (Cade & Andrella’s Story) Book 3: Her Chosen Mate (Rebecca & Oliver’s Story) * Follow my social media by searching ‘Sprachi12’ to share any views about any of my stories. Thank you again.