Good Fall Books Novels & Stories

Chapter Twelve The rain had been relentless all Friday. Sheets of water fell from the sky, drumming against windows and rooftops, as if the heavens themselves were mourning or warning. Nora sat in the art studio, trying desperately to focus on her presentation, but her brush hovered uselessly over the canvas. The colours and lines felt meaningless. Every stroke of paint blurred, smudged by the storm of emotions inside her.

I tried to control myself from rolling my eyes. "Don't worry about him, she's our family friend. I can tell Ares likes you a lot." Lily said and I wanted to laugh so bad but at the same time, I felt so bad for lying to his family. "It's okay." "Do you like books?" Viola asked. "Yes, I love romance novels." "No way! Me too! Gosh.. we have to exchange books or maybe you can recommend me some good books." She squealed. "I will and I would love to lend you my favorite books."

His wings still out, tensed, and ready, the rest of us holding our weapons. He moved so fast I didn’t even see him. Sliding past the others as fluid as water going around rocks in a stream he came for me, I felt his arm snag my waist and my feet left the Earth. I heard Devon’s shots fire and Kenneth soared into the air in pursuit. Cassi let out a scream and I heard the others calling my name as we ascended, until they were just specks. Kenneth closing in, aiming his crossbow at Shamshiel’s wings, his purple wings beating as he tried desperately to keep up, his face contorted in anguish as he realized he would not be able to help me. In the blink of an eye Shamshiel closed his wings around us

“ Sir these are the successor books Senior Mr Huxley has been creating for you for years now. It's a blue print of everything you need to know about Huxley Automotive. With this you don't need to study hard to become a genius in Automotive like your Dad. Hearing this Jayden sighed and took the books from her but still it's all goes down to pressure, pressure, pressure and he hates pressure! Entering the car, the driver zoomed off. after much drive Jayden tapped on the driver's back seat, “ drop me off at JD club and drop these…” he points at the book on his side “ to Jeeves and have him keep them in my study room and inform him to get my Study room and the bed…. Tidy” he strained off recalli

WILLOW'S POV I was so happy right now. I got a 99.9 for my project work. That was my first project in this school. Kim got an 80, while Jenny got a 100. Noah really came in handy for her. She looks so happy. Honestly, I feel like we needed to visit Wayne. It's not nice that he's not picking up his calls. Raven was the one who informed us that he's not okay. I really hope the teacher will pardon him for this.

Their unhappy marriage had been an open secret among the relatives for a long time. Everyone knew but pretended not to see it for the sake of appearances. But today, everything had been dragged into the open. The glamorous marriage they had flaunted since the wedding had completely fallen apart. - That Friday, I went home after work to have dinner with my parents. The moment I opened the door, I saw two large suitcases sitting in the entryway. A bad feeling crept up immediately. Sure enough, Monica was sitting on the couch. She said Howard's mistress was pregnant, and it was a boy.

Jack The park looks different in the fall. Quieter. Golden, like it knows things are changing and doesn't mind. Leaves drift down in lazy spirals, covering the paths in copper and amber. The wind is cool, not sharp; it's just enough to make me zip my jacket halfway and pull Cami's hoodie up when she forgets to.

“The only thing that scares me… is not being close enough if someone tries to take you.” Her stomach tightened, both in fear and something warmer, deeper, more dangerous. “Get dressed,” he murmured. “I’ll be waiting.” ****** The gala was held in the Crestfallen Hotel. A towering marble fortress lit with white stone columns that stretched into the sky. Snow drifted in slow spirals, settling on the awnings and glowing under the lanterns. Lucian helped Elara from the car only after scanning the street with a careful, lethal precision. If anyone had ever looked at her with such wordless protectiveness, she didn’t remember it.

Time to get back to work. "Sloane?" I turn. "The book I left on the bus. Did you read it?" "I'm halfway through." "And?" "It's exactly what I needed. How did you know?" "Because I read it three years ago when I was falling apart. And it helped." He shrugs. "Figured it might help you too." "It does. Thank you." "Small gestures." "Small gestures," I agree. I walk back to my equipment feeling lighter than I have in months.

“Already earned the title as Mrs. Stewart, huh? So that’s what he thinks about me.” Everything I had earned had not been given out of love at all. It had been paid for with one of my kidneys. All the strength drained from my body at once, and I collapsed to the floor. I fell into a miserable heap. Pain spread through my body. I did not even have the strength to get back up. When Johnson saw me, he quickly strode over and helped me to my feet. He rested his profound gaze on me and asked, “How did you fall? When did you get here?”