He Found Me Book Novels & Stories

Keys rattled in his hands, and the knob gave a small turn. Shit. Fuck. Dammit. Immediately, I laid back on the couch and closed my eyes. Fought to keep my breathing slow even as my heart beat like a war drum inside my chest. My book tipped forward and landed on my stomach as if I'd dozed off. That was how he found me. "Beau?" Hendrix stood over the couch, his shadow drowning out the little bit of light I could still see. My eyes - the tiny slits I allowed to remain open - watched as he picked up my book and laid it closed atop the trunk.

those were the thoughts running through my mind and luckily, Remy showed up at that moment. “I’m glad that you are here. I was prepared to come to you” I blurted out, reached for his wrist and dragged him to the chair No one needed to tell my maids before they flew out of the room to give us some space. “What is it? What is so urgent?” he questioned, confusion clearly written on his face “I found out the person in the book” I dropped and his brows rose immediately “You did? Who is the person? How did you find out?” he flooded with questions immediately and I moved closer in order to lower my voice

He found me in the library at midnight. I wasn't hiding. I hadn't returned to my room yet, and the library was the only room in the compound that did not seem to be holding its breath around me. I had a book open on my lap that I didn't read a word of, my legs folded under me, and the lamp in the corner did just enough. When the door opened, I knew it was him before I looked up. I always knew. That was the problem.

" I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at his enthusiasm. As I began to describe my book's plot and characters, it felt like a long-held dream was taking its first steps toward reality. As I've grown up, I've often felt the need to justify my actions to others. However, with him by my side, it feels different. I can engage in conversations without the fear of judgment, and sometimes, things slip out of my mouth that surprise even me. "I used to read romantic novels and fantasize about them," I suddenly babbled out, feeling a bit taken aback by my own confession. I glanced at him, my eyes wide and cheeks flushed, ready to escape from the embarrassment. But instead, his eyes crinkled

I read the title, the book hadn’t been on the shelves for long or it had been looked at recently as there was very little dust. “I found it a couple of days ago” “Were you looking for it” Alpha Christian shakes his head “I was looking for something to read” It wasn’t what I was expecting to hear, I haven’t met anyone that had been interested in books before and the thought makes me smile. “Alpha Christian?” “You don’t have to call me Alpha each time. What can I do for you?” “Why do they keep coming for me?” He sighs and crosses the room back towards me and takes the book from my hands. Opening the book, he flips through it until he finds what he is looking for and hands me the book and point

Ace whimpered. “I haven’t found what I came here for.” I said as I turned from the altar and faced the large bookshelf on the opposite wall. Running my fingers across each book, I skimmed over the titles in hopes that something would click with me. When I was almost done looking through the variety of books, my fingers hesitated on a black book with a weird symbol.

Finally, I reached the section where the books that I wanted are located. While I'm looking around I can't find where it was and then suddenly I glimpsed the book I wanted. I tried to reach it but I can't. I'm too small to reach it, and I look at my side to if I can find any ladder there is none. Unexpectedly I felt someone behind my back, and I noticed a hand retrieving the book I wanted. I turned around and look who gets the book and its Art. "Here." He gave me the book, and I accepted it. I blushed a bit and smile at him.

I groan her words as she chuckles at me and my reaction. “Fine, but how are we supposed to find it? There are no clues in this book at all.” I say when an idea strikes me. I stand up and move towards the fire and let my flames emerge from my hand holding the book above it and watch and wait for the page to reveal something. Fuck! I drop my hand in exasperation. As the door opens and in walks my mate. “Hey, beautiful.” He wraps his arms around me from behind and sniffs my neck. I chuckle as it tickles.

I looked at my room in daze . I remembered I was in library reading a book . Who brought me here ***** Hello guys ! The update is here . Do support .

A few minutes had passed when he finally spoke. "Claustrophobic ?" I nodded. "How did you find me ?" I asked but it came out as a whisper. Though he heard me. "I didn't. I find your book outside the door. I knocked but it was jammed. Then, I heard your voice, so I kind of tried to barge in." He said while staring at me. "Thank you, Kevin. I really owe you my life." He shrugged. "Don't worry about it but what were you doing here?"