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The man smiled, "It's okay, let's go in." "By the way, I'm Max and you are?". The man introduces himself after they take a sit. "Hi I'm Miya, I never expect to meet someone who likes to read a novel written by MXTX especially that you’re a guy." "Well, there's someone who introduced this book to me. At first, I was reluctant to read it but after observing that person be immersed in the story that she didn't even notice her surroundings, I got curious that I started to ask questions to myself like, 'What does the story tell? what's so good about that? Is it really that interesting and in order for those questions to be answered I decide to read it as well and before I knew I got hooked up wit

She said and saluted me as we drove off. This morning, about two hours before we woke up, I got an email ordering me all the information and details I needed to know about my boss and my job, including how he likes his coffee. When Jules reached the coffee shop, I quickly ran inside to get his coffee, while forgetting my own. But me being me, on my way back to the car, I accidentally tripped on my own feet. Yes, my own feet, and spilled the coffee. " Zoo we mama that burns!" I hissed.

Today we all celebrated that i was awake and thankfully alive. Author’s Note Hey Guys, We have about 2 more chapters to go before the ending of ‘hooked up’ Thank you for reading

🌹 A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR 🌹 This is Book Two in the ‘Entangled’ series, and it continues the story after the events of Book One titled—Bound to the Mafia Lord. While you can read this book on its own, I strongly recommend reading Book One first for a clearer understanding of the characters, relationships, history, and events that have already taken place. There are several names and references throughout this book that were introduced in the previous story. But if you’ve decided to start here… welcome anyway. 🤭❤️

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

“As if Mr Hook was a toy she could play with.” “So what happened?” “She drugged his coffee.” “Oh…” “It was a few weeks after Mrs Hook’s death and he wasn’t handling it properly. Since he couldn’t drink alcohol, as his promise to Joana stated, he drank coffee instead. ” Her words sounded ironic, just like Mr Hook himself. Who dozed on Caffeine when they were grieving? “He’d drunk the coffee without thinking much of it. But instead of it causing him to be a sexual maniac. It made him mad instead.” She sighed. “You could have seen him. He seemed like a lunatic in his own home.”

Only if their daughter had joined them. _____ (Thoughts) Not all the endings are happy, but are not sad either. Apparently, I wanted to show the three phases. One, when the mother dies giving the birth to a baby, two, when both are alive and the last, if the mother is saved but not the child. Although reactions vary from person to person and I only showed what I perceive. So that's the ending of HOOKED! This story did not had a cold arrogant and rude billionaire but a hot handsome, sweet and understanding lead. Someone who makes the heart flutter and cheeks blush, rather than just sending shivers down the spine.

He shifts back; putting a seat between us and truly looking horrified. Bibah simply shakes her head at our childish shenanigans and takes a sip of her iced latte, metal straw clinking in the Hydro Flask. “The Awoo Book Club’s pick for this week is H.P Lovecraft.” She pats the voluminous book atop the pile and I notice it’s the library copy of H.P Lovecraft’s Omnibus 3. “I’m so excited to roast his ass.”

Something is suspicious about this. The last time I remembered, I stumbled upon a novel. It was an ad that I accidentally clicked which leads me to read chapter one. When I glanced at the book title, I got hooked. Well, who wouldn't get hooked if the title is ‘In the name of a psychopath.’ Because of that title, I immediately got hooked and read chapter one. While reading, I seemed to stumble upon the same name as mine. However, I didn't pay attention to it since it happened sometimes and she wasn't an important character anyway.

Twice Cleopoda had wiped at the blood that dripped from her nose to the brown pages of the old book in front of her. She was grateful Garius wasn’t looking, sometimes the old man would be busy looking through the old books to care whether she read or not. But she read, she read because Garius asked her questions at the end of every session and he hit her cruelly and with frustration whenever she failed to answer correctly. It wasn’t easy to read the almost faded symbols and scripts from the old brown books, mouth the words which meaning she didn’t know and at the same time try to halt the voices in her head, they were so loud sometimes, they made her head ache and caused her nose to bleed bu