Fall Book Recommendations Novels & Stories

“I guess he was sleeping. Most of the people in the plot were still sleeping at this time. I stepped outside to check if anyone had seen anything but it was really quiet. Tanasha had just realised what she did and she was a wreck. She started alternating crying and rocking on the bed like a mad woman. So I gave her some leftover alcohol I had carried home and she drank it quickly. She calmed down a short while later and began to help me to wrap the dead body in the bloody bed sheets he lay on. Babalawo was a fat man so it was no easy feat. We wrapped him up and shoved him under the bed. Our house did not have much furniture. It was just the bed and cooking items and our clothes in the corner

#1 Saved By The Mafia Boss: If you like mafia drama, romance and suspense, you should totally go for it. #2 Hazel: Queen of the half bloods: If you love romance twists, strong female leads and a magical theme, you should definitely read this. #3 Falling For The Demon King: Well, if you like something cute to read, you should totally check this out! #4 For Better Or Worse: This book is pretty intense. If you like hot billionaires, romance and hot plot twists, you should definitely read this one. Love you guys!

She smiled as she scrolled through the latest reviews on her phone: “Real, raw, and hilarious. I didn’t expect to cry during a fake-marriage retreat story. Ivy’s insights into emotional intimacy hit home in a way that makes you rethink your own walls.” “Couldn’t put it down. Bought it thinking it was just another romcom and ended up journaling about my emotional blockages. Thanks, Ivy.” “My therapist recommended this. I didn’t know vulnerability could be this sexy.” Her favorite, though, came from a young woman who wrote:

Hall picked up his teacup for a long time before finally saying, "Nine days ago, Jess came to see me. She wants to break things off with you." "I don't accept that!" Samson protested. "Then go tell her yourself," Mr. Hall snapped, almost roaring. Samson, a man who had never backed down from any challenge, now lowered his head in defeat. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a row of sunflowers drawn on the back of the marriage application. Ten sunflowers in perfect order. He froze. If each flower stood for a day, that meant it had been exactly ten days.

Her baby kicked gently, as if sensing her heartbreak. Lucian stood alone in the snow. Watching the woman he was falling in love with disappear into the night. ****** The Apartment That Doesn’t Feel Safe Anymore The penthouse was too quiet, too large and too cold. Too filled with the ghost of Lucian’s presence. Elara sat on the edge of the bed Marek escorted her to, hands trembling, her mind replaying Damien’s words over and over. He killed someone for you. A good man. Someone you trusted.

One after another, people jumped in to tear him apart. [Is breaking up really that hard? You'd rather scheme against a buddy who trusts you? Are you even human?] [Meeting someone like you is the worst kind of bad luck. I hope your buddy sees this post and realizes what you really are. Disgusting.] [Stop pushing this kind of garbage to me. I'm so mad I'm about to get a lump in my chest! Idiot!] But the poster wasn't affected in the slightest. He fired back at each comment.

As I turn to leave I bump into Cole which makes me fall. Hello friend, I say to the floor "Easy there sugar, don't want you breaking anything now, do we?"he drawls slowly reaching to help me up, flashing a smile. I bet he thinks he's so charming. "Thanks but I don't need your help getting up"I stand and dust myself again, "seeing as you're the reason I fell down by the way"I say tightly. I've seriously got to stop bumping into bitches and cocky guys He smirks, "Well love, I think you should be watching where you're headed don't you?"he asks with one brow raised

They gave me purpose. That night, I slept with a smile. The future seemed to hold many prospects. Of love and of happiness. ****Thank you for giving my book a shot****

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

I just watch his chest rise and fall and wonder how long it would take for it to stop. Families are overrated. Mine is just a collection of mistakes held together by blood. My mother learned that too late. When I was nine, I pushed her down the stairs. I remember the sound. After that, the house felt quieter. Dad spent all her money and acted like it was fate. Like greed wasn't the point. That's when he met Ian's mother. Another mistake dressed up nicely. I see her and feel rage twist in my gut. I don't love. Wanting is easier. Wanting doesn't require mercy. Caring does.