Novel & Cerita For My Derelict Favorite Novel

~ A M E L I A ~ It couldn’t be. What were the chances? The book I was looking at in the library a while back, which was all destroyed and unreadable, was also Everett’s favourite book and is a book that is widely hated. Things weren’t adding up. Shaking my head, ‘I don’t understand. If it’s a book of fiction, why do people hate it so much? Why can’t you have a fictional story of a female Alpha leader?’

Just isolation from everything that can keep my sanity in check. I sat cross-legged on the sofa beside my bed, flipping through another one of the books Mia brought me. I had read the novel twice. It was my favorite novel from the collection Mia had brought me these past few days. My gaze skimmed over the words, I wasn’t interested in reading. My mind was restless, spinning in endless circles. What if this was how it would always be? Locked away like some dark secret. Like I was quarantined. Hidden from everyone. Was I a prisoner or a guest?

She warily watched the basket, unsure if she should even touch it. She finally calmed herself and walked towards it. The first thing she noticed was her favourite novel from college. Her jaw dropped, only a few people knew about her love for this book. She shakingly opened the first page. Your archived social profile said this is your most favourite book. I hope it has not changed. She dropped the book like it was hot pot. Who would go digging so much? The card! Luna had said there was a card in this. She spotted the card, picked it up and read it. I hope these make you feel more at home. I collected only things that are unique to Xen. ~ Delbert. E. Dalloz

I took it to my room, got comfortable on the bed and opened my favourite novel. It's one I've read over and over again, always mesmerised by the plot and the characters. The way they drive for revenge and everything in-between. Love, lust, passion, tragedy. It all struck home. I was more than halfway through my cup when my ten minute alarm rang and I got up. Thanking the gods for the little pleasures of life, I stripped and got into the shower. I let the hot water roll off my skin thinking about my open book and comfy bed waiting for me outside.

One notable thing about her is that she is usually thoughtful. I slipped into the nightgown and walked to the drawer. I opened the second drawer and looked at the books inside including a few novels. I picked up one of the novels. It was a romance novel which is my favorite genre. I sauntered to the bed and lay on it. I opened the book and started reading. As I read, from time to time, I stole glances at Melody. She was engrossed in her knitting. I read a few pages of the novel before I drifted off to sleep.

she turned away from me again, running her fingers down the spines of a few water-warped novels. You. "The one behind my desk," I answered. "It's my favorite." Evelyn looked over my desk at the worn down novel, the years and years of use made it delicate. She stroked a gentle finger over the cover. "It looks well-loved." "Do you have a favorite book, Evelyn?" I asked, leaning back at the table, our dirty dishes stacked neatly, ready for a cabin boy to take them away in the morning. She glanced at me from over her shoulder, a smile pulling on the corners of her lips. A devious smirk that screamed indignance. "I do. It's called, 'The Art of Profanity'."

For a moment, I savored the quiet escape from the whirlwind outside. "Hmm," I began, swirling the glass in my hands. "Let's see... I belt out questionable tunes in the shower, prefer quiet nights with a book to these," I gestured around, "and this Friday night attire is definitely out of character." "Books?" His tone was genuinely curious, not the feigned interest I’d come to expect from most. "Any favorites?" "Jane Eyre," I replied without hesitation. "There’s something timeless about a woman's quest for love and autonomy."

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FLASHBACK SMP NUSANTARA 01. Key was in the second grade at that time, she was a smart student. And just like other smart students who spend their break time in class with books, so does Key. Not that Key is pretentious to join in and keep quiet in class. But it is because Key likes to read. Like this time, Key was reading the popular novel of his day. A novel by one of his favorite authors. TERE LIYE, the writer whose real name is Dervish, is one of her favorites.