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She handed the bag of books. "What is this?" "Free books." "Huh?" "Uhmm, it has been like a month since you've came to the store so I've been wondering." She was avoiding Alkhun's Gazes. He opened the bag and it is full of fiction books. "Thanks." "Don't worry those are my books, collections of interesting myths in the West." "West..?" He remembered his mother on those 4 letters. He sighs and reaches for his bag to drink water.

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THE NEXT STORY Sofia Friday. Finally, the week was finally over. It felt like it dragged on forever, leaving me craving a little indulgence. As I stepped into the library, book in hand, I inhaled the comforting scent of old pages mixed with a hint of citrus from the cleaning supplies. A smile crept onto my face as I adjusted my grip on the novel, its cover barely hiding the kind of story that made my heart race.

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Because the only way out is forward, even if it hurts. “Wanna hear me read your bedtime story?” I smiled when she nodded. I stood up and walked towards the mini shelf in her room, which housed several stories from best-selling childhood authors. Author TED is, so far, my favorite children’s book author. She doesn’t just tell realistic stories; she weaves tales of courage, faith, hope, and love in a way that moves not only the child being read to but also the parent reading aloud. I picked up The Dancing Princess.

Rajeev awoke from his difficulty to sleep and begged his grandma to tell him a story. “ Story? Now? Rajeev, stop resisting; it’s time for bed.” “Just one, Grandma, I couldn’t go to sleep.” “Now , which narrative would you want to hear? “ “ Would you please read this book to me?” He presented a book to his grandma that he had earlier tried to read. Vedika picked up the book and pointed to the subtitle, “In search of true heart.” She immediately asked “where you got this book.” “I discovered it at dad’s library, therefore grandmother, if you can read other languages, will you kindly read 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.

".... But my very favourite of all the books was the Thousand and One Nights. There was a battered copy of it in.... our school library.... It was so old; the covers had dropped off and the stitching was coming apart. Some of the back pages had gone. But I read it from cover to cover so many times.... ".... There were all the usual stories in there; Aladdin, Sinbad, getting that damn genie back in the bottle.... But my very favourite was the 'Who Told the Tales' part of it, with Scheherazade, saving the lives of all those girls, and her own, by telling stories every night.... Who the hell was Scheherazade? .... But I bite my lip and stay silent, listening....

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