English Book Story Novels & Stories

My ride was already waiting outside. ***** Sitting in my room engrossed in the book I am reading. After the visit to Sarah's house, I got home and no one was home as usual. My parents are very busy people. My dad owned various oil companies in Different countries and of course had to travel from time to time. My mum is a businesswoman. She travelled a lot too. Hopefully, she'd be around tomorrow. Deciding that the book was starting to bore me. I opened the I*******m app and started scrolling through the posts.

I have to remove such comments because it's really devastate my mentality. Why my English is bad? Because I've never been to school like you all. I self taught or self study myself in the house. So you see why I'm not good at English. Please I'm really trying to edit the story. I love my readers and their opinions matters to me most. Love you all ( heart broken 💔💔)

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.

Though I have to admit that you are indeed very smart and outspoken for your age. " Um.. so which story do you want to hear? " " I heard my sister Jemmy talking about a book titled, The Foreigner Princess. Can you summarize the story to me? " " Sure. But first, let me tuck you in. " " Okay. " She nodded. Then Emmy proceeded with tucking her in after which she began her story. " The Foreigner Princess: One day, A rich and handsome king From a kingdom was strolling around an orphanage in a small town. " she began.

His eyes were bristling with anger while he said this because he couldn’t tolerate Caroline’s rude behavior. “You have time to decide till tomorrow! And if your answer is NO then you can tell me RIGHT NOW!” “I never said my answer is NO. I’ll think and tell by tomorrow.” Caroline rushed out of the office with attitude as she yelled at my dad. ***** “What a dumb human! Money cant buy happiness??? Money can buy anything! And if you have money then why do you need happiness anyways. These emotions/feelings are such a waste of time!” Caroline mumbled in anger in her office.

Rajeev awoke from his difficulty to sleep and begged his grandma to tell him a story. “ Story? Now? Rajeev, stop resisting; it’s time for bed.” “Just one, Grandma, I couldn’t go to sleep.” “Now , which narrative would you want to hear? “ “ Would you please read this book to me?” He presented a book to his grandma that he had earlier tried to read. Vedika picked up the book and pointed to the subtitle, “In search of true heart.” She immediately asked “where you got this book.” “I discovered it at dad’s library, therefore grandmother, if you can read other languages, will you kindly read it to me? “

We ain’t seen anything as pretty as you in years and we’re just curious to see who is making us all famous with her words’ ‘We won’t hurt you little girlie, you come on right in here, We just wanted to say hello is all. They were all contrite and quickly set her at ease, soon she was sat amongst them tucking into the usual huge breakfast they all seemed to eat as they chatted nineteen to the dozen. They were genuinely curious about her, more so because she was British and they wanted to know all about where she had come from. Ella told them shyly she was from Manchester in the Northwest of England and suddenly they were all experts on where exactly Manchester was. She giggled as they put it

"Thanks for the coffee, Lulu. The line at this place is always insane, and the drinks are always hard to get." "As long as you liked it, Claire! And keep those juicy stories coming," said Lucia Hawk. "Absolutely!" … Meanwhile, Edith was living the good life in Ausward, with sunshine, beaches, surfing, and dancing. As usual, she planned to stay until spring, returning only when the weather warmed back home. This year was no different—until, during a casual day out shopping, she wandered into a bookstore and spotted an Danglish version of "Seven Days". The entire cover was in Danglish, except for one thing that stood out. It was the author's name, written in Hebranian—Mindy Harrison!

ISABELLE’S POV I flip the page of the book with the help of my left hand. The name of the book which I am currently reading is “The tales of Ash Ville”. It is a nice book and it includes the horror stories of the town. It is a fictional book but I like it and has captured my attention. I found this in the library a few weeks back and I thought to read it. Today I saw it in the books which I had not read so I decided to read this one.

she shouted, her voice growing more frantic. Granny Agnes seized the moment, snatching the spellbook from the floor. She opened it to a page filled with ancient symbols and began to read aloud. As she spoke, the room began to fill with a warm, golden light. The air seemed to grow thicker, and the darkness receded. The Lady's energy vortex dissipated, and she stumbled back, her eyes wide with fear. "You can't break my curse," she shouted, her voice growing hoarse. Ava held hands with Millie and Eddie, and all three glared directly at the Lady. Granny Agnes smiled, her eyes shining with perseverance. "We already have," she said.