Fragments Book Novels & Stories

It's like a mix of emptiness, depression, and the feeling of craving her. I just want her next to me, I want her in my presence. I want her in my arms. I need her. I kept thinking as I continuously kept taking swigs of the bottle. My vision started becoming more blurry as I started loosing my balance. I got a notification and it had nothing to do with Kat but it somehow reminded me about her. I typed in her user and cried when I saw her last tweet. It's obvious it's about me. (A/N it's what she tweeted in chapter 22)

Yam sliced it open slowly, hands trembling. Inside was their book. “The Art of Staying.” Cover: a sunflower. A crooked shelf. Two mugs—one chipped. And behind it all, the suggestion of a fan, mid-spin. Franc stared at it like it might whisper back. “Feels unreal,” Yam said. Franc flipped through pages. Some with artwork. Others with Yam’s poetry. Their story—wired beginnings and all—now bound in matte finish. “I think this book breathes,” Franc said.

But now it’s lying in the center of my bed, open. I step towards it slowly, half-afraid it might suddenly flap its covers like wings and start flying around the room like an emerald green butterfly. With all the other madness going on around here, it would hardly be surprising. But the book lies still as a tombstone, the faded black ink staring up at me as I reach down to touch the thin paper. There’s a page missing. The jagged remnants of a torn page stick out from the spine, a clear sign that someone ripped a page out.

Would I ever find solid ground? I tried to push the questions away, telling myself to focus on the small victories: making my own breakfast, turning the music up loud, buying flowers just because I wanted to. Yet, loneliness seeped into the cracks. --- One afternoon, walking through a crowded market, I stumbled upon a tiny antique bookstore tucked between two cafés. The faded sign read *“Fragments”*, and something about the name pulled me inside. Inside, the scent of old paper and dust wrapped around me like a warm blanket. Shelves sagged with forgotten stories and whispered secrets.

Okay, first of all, thank you so much for making it this far. I really appreciate you giving His Fragile Flame a chance and I hope you liked it. It was one hell of a ride and I really enjoyed writing it. I don't know how I'll end this in a good note but here we go . . . ❗NEW BOOK ALERT❗

… [3 days later] “Recently, The Pattinson Publication launched their first book publishing app along with 30 exclusive books. Among all of those, the book that gained everyone’s attention is named ‘Fragrance of LOVE’ by Tuberose. So far 100k ebook copies have been sold. The Publication has removed the book from the app and it’s only available for ebook and paperback.

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As she’s about to leave the room, someone called. “Hey, I’m leaving the hotel. My car service is waiting,” she talked to the person on the other line. “I can’t wait to see you here. We’ve so much to see and talk about,” Noah said. Cela gave her room one final look. This is the place where she leaves her old self. “We wanted to go to a specific place and it didn’t matter if the road was rough and the journey was long. In the end, we found different places for ourselves but these places were the destinations where we were truly meant to go,” she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

I pulled up to our house a few minutes later, house, if you could even call it that. It had 12 rooms and 7 bathrooms, its own gym, its own theatre. Most nights after my father was asleep, I’d sneak out to my car to sleep, it’s the only thing that’s mine and that feels safe. I turned off the ignition and decided to wait outside for Cami. If I was being honest waiting was for my own benefit, I couldn’t be sure if my Father was home yet, and with Cami in tow I wouldn’t have to answer my Fathers’ questions about training, or be under his watchful gaze. He liked to put on act towards everyone that he was the most humble alpha, had no idea how he had gotten here. His nice guy persona which everyo