Novel & Cerita First Person Book

Mona said with Arka's nod, as the man stepped into his four-wheeled vehicle. "Where do you live, Ra? It's been a long time since we've met," said Mona, who was so happy to see her friend. Dara quickly picked up a book and scribbled something down. She immediately handed it to Mona. The woman eagerly took it and read it, the smile that had graced her lips disappeared. "Astagfirullah, you are patient," Mona said after reading the row of letters written by Dara. "You just come with me, huh," Mona asked, making Dara look at Mona and nod, she immediately scribbled something more in the book.

I hope this book gives you a feeling worth reading. Since English is not my first language. Please forgive my mistake. I hope you all enjoy reading it. Please give some love and support by giving your precious gems to my book and rate my book if you haven't yet. please drop your reviews on the homepage of the book about the story as well as on the last chapter. .. This is their book of series. My First Book : ‘Pregnant With My Rejected Billionaire’ : story of Aana and Aaron. My Second Book : ‘My Billionaire Mafia Queen’ : Story of Christian and Ivanna

Which in English meant : The story of a dead woman. Dad was never one to read books so why would he keep a book that had a creepy title hidden inside his drawer? Curiosity got the best of me, making me pick up the book and sit down in Dad's office chair as I opened the book where I was immediately met by the first chapter. Chapter One: Le jour de ma première mort It was never easy to make a life changing decision but I never knew how that felt… because I never made my own decisions. Not once.

we enjoyed each other's company. The first year went on like that and I published my first book TIMELESS... then the second book was published the following year. During my 3rd year I started writing my book.. my real life story.. about the shit my father put me through. That one was hard to title. Hence I was still writing it even today under the title UNTITLED

Dear Readers, As I sit down to write these words, my heart is overflowing with gratitude. This book — my very first — is more than just a story. It is a piece of my soul, carved out over years of unexpected challenges, personal storms, and quiet triumphs. There were moments when life felt too heavy, when writing seemed impossible, and yet, somehow, I kept returning to these pages.

I stared at it for a long time, the only sound in the room the low hiss of the dying fire. Don’t do it, a voice inside me whispered. Whatever’s inside—it’s not meant for you. But I couldn’t stop. My fingers brushed the edge of the cover. It was warm, almost alive beneath my touch. The warmth crept slowly into my skin, spreading up my wrist like a pulse. My heart pounded harder with every second. I drew in a slow breath, then flipped the book open. The first page was blank. Just white paper. Empty. I frowned, leaning closer. “Is this some kind of joke?”

The library was a magnificent sight, with towering shelves filled to the brim with countless books. "Actually, I'm in search of a specific book. Could you assist me?" Amani inquired. "Of course, my lady. Which book are you looking for?" The boy responded politely. "The Kings of Blackclaw," Amani replied. The boy's surprise was evident in his expression. "I don't believe anyone has ever requested that book before. I will search for it immediately, my lady!" Amani trailed behind the boy as he aimlessly wandered through the aisles. Every now and then, she caught a glimpse of him looking up at her nervously.

I promise it'll get better from the month of May. Meanwhile, you can binge read the first book in the series with this one, if you haven't read it. It's titled—THE MAFIA'S WILLING PREY. Please drop a review on the first book as well when you're done reading and if you have read it, please return back to drop a review too. Pretty pleaseeee🌺. Till we meet again in the next update... I love you all❤. XoXo, Betty_Kris.

She continued to look down at the book, refusing to make eye contact. “How do you suppose your journal got there?” he asked. She looked him in the eye, doing her best to keep a straight face. “I was walking home last night, and I lost it somewhere. Maybe they found it.” He studied her. Finally, he said, “Maybe.” They stood there, in silence. “The weirdest thing of all,” he continued, “is that, before I went completely unconscious, I could have sworn I saw you there, standing over me, yelling at those guys to leave me alone….Isn’t that crazy?”

This book is my debut novel [ shrieks in incredulity @_@ ]. I can’t even believe that I have finished it. I originally tended this book to be a stand-alone. But, I become indulged on the own world that I created that I decided to expand it >_< .