For My Derelict Favorite Novel Novels & Stories

"I enjoy a good fantasy novel, but I also like historical fiction, memoirs, and even non-fiction. As long as it's well-written and engaging, I'll give it a try. Anything written by Williams Shakespeare is irresistible to me." "That's a great attitude to have," Stephen said. "Have you read anything particularly good lately?" I thought for a moment. "I was on the verge of completing 'The Night Circus' by Erin Morgenstern, before…" the longing for home shut me up for a moment. "It was a magical, immersive story that really transported me to a different world. I highly recommend it if you haven't read it." I said, bracing myself. “I’m sure you’ll find it in the library. There are lots of books t

It was only my imagination, they were all against me. I don't know about you, but I love reading Chinese novels as well as mangas. They transport me to a world were people reincarnate, where a second chance can be obtained, you can correct you mistake in your second life, you can even prevent injustice to happen since you have super powers or cheat like a magical ornament. There you're efforts are compensated. It's so idealistic, that is why I also read novels, be it historical, romantic or fantasy, they're my heaven. I escaped to this imaginaries world's, when I can't take it anymore. My best novels are " any duchess will do", throne of Glass" and "Jane Eyre", they're more realistic. But I

I beamed, thrilled to be discussing something I was pretty familiar with another person. "Your all-time favourite?" "Ugh, I don't have favourites. I could narrow them down to the three I enjoyed the most. That's if it's okay with you." "More than ok" "I think they would be... Icebreaker, Do over, and It ends with us." "I know all three books. You have a nice taste for good books!" "Thank you," I said, trying my best to be very modest. "What is your most memorable project?" "Project?"

"The Golden Lily." No doubt she marked her books with those sticky notes. She remembered the lines she read. "And then I did laugh because I loved her, and she loved me, and the world was beautiful." "Forever," She replied after some time. "You do see which book I read." Because of your Goodreads account, but I kept the detail to myself. No need to lose her forgiveness. "If people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane." "Looking for Alaska." Her favourite book apart from Pride and Prejudice which I found boring. I couldn't get the obsession she had with Mr. Darcy of hers.

It is undoubtedly old, and the spine is now gradually falling. "It's my favorite classic romance novel. Although I was looking for a classic fantasy book here, that one attracted my eye." "I'm not a big fan of romance—" She cut me off, "I'm the same way! Fantasy is my favorite genre. But don't worry, because once you read it, you won't have any regrets, and you'll even thank Sierra McCarthy for recommending such a treasure to you!," She exclaimed, winking at me.

I've never read any of them. It was only after he spoke that I realize he was behind me. I thought he was still sitting on the bed. I run my hands over the book, my eyes catching the titles, A fresh Start, For Mbatha and Rebecca, Agony in get voice, Felicia, The betrayal, for better for worse, Evbu my love... I pulled Evbu, my love out. It's actually my best pacesetter novel. I flipped through the pages and sniffed it.

But there’s some deeper, perhaps childish part of me that’s taken this as much more: Marcel’s been absent for weeks and the day of my 25th birthday is no different. I sigh, trying to lose myself in the well-worn pages of my copy of Laisha Gardner’s ‘I Am Mustafin’, a story I’ve read countless times before. It’s a favorite of mine, a dark romance dystopian novel of love, loss, and survival set against the backdrop of a war-torn world. I’m so engrossed in the story that I barely register the sound of the door opening. As the familiar figure steps into the room, my heart leaps into my throat.

He had obviously read it much more than once. "I've never heard of it..." I admitted to which he instantly feigned hurt. "I don't really like reading, after the new world I didn't really have the time to do any, I can't even remember what my favorite book was." He placed a small piece of paper into the page he was on and closing the book over quickly, before placing it onto the table next to the bed. "My favorite, is A Tale Of Two Cities." He smiled before getting out of bed and walking over to the small shelf of books, pulling out an old battered one and handing it to me.

I don't have any pending assignments right now, so I thought I'd read a story on the Good Novel app first. Ever since I couldn't buy physical books anymore, I started reading different stories about fantasy and romance on this app. At least I'm having fun, especially when I'm stressed out over school work and other stuff. I'm reading Miss Thinz's story Her Ruthless Alpha because I love Erdy and Zerra's story. I hope I can find a man like Erdy. They're not just handsome and rich, but they're also really loving and caring. But those kinds of men can only exist in novels.

I'm a sucker for romance novels but having a boyfriend in real life doesn't suit me at all. Romance novels are enough flirting and kissing for me. My all-time favorite romance book is The Kissing Booth. My mother says it's 'below my intelligence.' What can I say? I'm a sucker for kissing and handholding. Today is the last nice day of summer. I'm looking forward to eraser shavings covering my hands and the endless homework assignments that keep me busy when I come home to an empty house. Everything in that house is empty at night. I like living in the shadows.