Gu Man Novel Novels & Stories

“The man. The one I told you about—the gray coat. He’s following me, I swear it.” “Elena, relax. You’ve been overworking yourself. Lagos is full of strange men. Maybe he just happens to walk the same routes.” Elena peeked through the bookstore’s glass front. The man hadn’t followed her inside, but she could still see his reflection in the glass: steady, unshaken, waiting. Her stomach sank. She wasn’t imagining it. She was being watched

The man turned to face them. It was Gabe. But not the one from the park. This Gabe wore a sharp black suit. He looked younger now, and the wooden spoon was gone. In his hand, a gold pen glinted. "Congratulations," Suit-Gabe said. No smile. He looked exhausted. "You're the first Version 442 to make it to the Author’s Office." "Author?" June stepped forward, fists clenched tight. "You did this? You turned my life—my mom’s death—into some book series?"

I sprinted home and couldn't wait to share the good news with my wife, Morrigan Frost. I had told her that I might be busy and wouldn't be able to come home for lunch before leaving the house that morning. Now, I wanted to surprise her. We had been married for so many years and living a hard life. She could finally enjoy life with me now. However, I didn't expect to see a pair of men's leather shoes on the shoe rack the moment I opened the door. The shoes were clean and polished. They obviously belonged to a businessman. I had spent all my spare time doing delivery jobs, and I rarely bought shoes like that for convenience.

he cursed. As George's subordinate sprang into action, disarming the assailant with a swift, decisive move, his eyes blazed with fury at the cowardly act of violence against his boss. Who would have thought that these cowards would bring a gun? Fuck! Guns are prohibited right now due to the war between the two mafias, but now this man has a gun! With a low growl of anger, he spat out a curse at the man responsible, his words dripping with contempt and righteous indignation.

I sat in the chair nearest the door because sitting nearest the door felt like the right instinct, and I waited, and the house waited around me, and nobody spoke. Then the front door opened. The man who walked in was tall, not as tall as Damien but close, with lighter colouring and a face that shared certain features with Damien's the way different editions of the same book share a cover. You could see the connection if you were looking for it. The jaw, the set of the eyes, the particular way he held himself like he had grown up being told he was important and then at some point stopped believing it. He was maybe thirty. He was wearing a jacket that had been expensive once and was not anymor

And that's all that mattered even if she was cursing me. . ____ A. Gupta Check out my completed books: Mafia Romance with dark, DARK Heroes: Bride to Be, CAGED, Twisted Marriage!! And another sweet, angsty, steamy book duo: His Broken Princess and His Steel Princess!!

Said nandini excitedly and navya look at megazine where manik was standing shirtless. " Oh so now you're going to discover about manik sir and his life but see he is looking fucking hot in this cover. " Navya said while gulping her lump down and touch manik and nandini snatched the book. " Ohh nandini you're getting possesive about manik sir when i am touching his body in this cover so tell me nandini how will you react when he will be on another book holding his wife close. We can't even imagine where she would touch him in private. Tell me nandini what will you do then?? " Nandini face went red and navya laughed looking nandini embarassed.

"Oh, but of course, dear, after all, weren't you the one who abandoned me on the plane? The least you can do is have dinner with me." Manu, sensing the tension, intervened. "I can recommend some excellent wines." He said trying to break the tension of the moment. Juno grunted something intelligible. “It will be an interesting night,” Odalis muttered, smiling sarcastically. Back at the hotel, Gia was silent as Manu drove. “So, married?” He asked with a smile, trying not to let Gia think he was judging her. “It’s complicated, very complicated actually.” He let out a deep sigh.

Mystery man: That will only put their lives in danger. Me: So are you going to sit and watch this psycho till you get killed. Mystery man: I have a plan already, anyway did you see the post on GoodNovel group chat ? Me: What post is that? I chewed on my lips as I stared at the screen of my laptop waiting for his reply. Mystery man: Some GoodNovel writers and readers are wondering what it would be like for two writers on the platform to fall in love. This is actually funny, some agreed it was possible, others believed it wasn't possible. But what if it actually happens between the both of us. *****

From the way he drove the car with one hand on the steering wheel, to the way his adam's apple bobbed when he swallowed, or the way he looked when he dished out orders to his soldiers. Goddess, my core kept throbbing and it was getting more intense as the day progressed. We were now at one of Manuel’s clubs. I had met his delta who was human but he worked from the human town, in charge of their Mafia business. “Are the weapons ready?” Manuel asked his delta, his brows furrowing. He had his arms folded across his chest and I couldn’t help but look at the way his lips moved when he spoke. Damn, he’s so sexy. I could give anything to have those lips on mine right now-