I Am Her Book Novels & Stories

I inhaled the fresh sweet of the garden with my eyes shut and breathed it out. I brought out a novel from my hand bag which I bought from a bookstore last week. The name of the novel was In His World written by an author named Russell. I was really enjoying the book, the book was about a weird prince called Chad and a woman named Amelia, it wasn't just a normal romance novel, it was filled with a lot of thrillers and interesting plot twists. The book was slow burn, In the current chapter I was in Prince Chad and Amelia had just started to get along with each other and this made me happy, but I was also very curious about the ending of the book, whether Prince Chad and Amelia would later fall

she asked, bursting with excitement. "Anything you ask for, A*i," said Weston, sitting down beside her. A*ianna looked at all their expectant faces with a grin on her face. "Anything, dear," whispered their mom. "Well, I came across this book and I found that the storyline resembles yours and Isabella's, Weston. The author's name is Isabella H. and she's based in LA. I think this is our Isabella. What do you think?" Asked an excited Arianna.

Ignoring all my inner thoughts I went to the canteen but as my luck goes. I had to collide with non other than her.... oh and I forgot to tell you. Her name is Amara. such a beautiful name. Oh shit not again with the pervert mind. I scolded my inner demons.and you know what...she can really fight. I didn't knew a girl to be so fierce and that too...towards me. I ignored her and left that place because I was in no mood to fight. I went to the library which is my second favorite place in this whole world... well first is a secret I'll tell you once the time is right. I took my favorite book "The love within". I flipped the pages as I munched over my food. But suddenly something caught my eye..

I am them; they are me, and we'll write a whole new world together. I yawned again for the nth time and set the glass down on my small living room table, and picked up the stack of paper I call my manuscript. I sat on the carpet and rubbed the head of my other cat, Prince. Yes, my cats are lovers because I hated leaving Princess alone, so I got him a prince.

I turned to look at Tyler and noticed he looked a little embarrassed too. He averted his gaze, but his Adam's apple bobbed slightly. Meanwhile, Regina, who was still sitting on the bed, shot me a smug look. She did that on purpose. "Tyler!" I gritted my teeth, barely holding back my anger. An inexplicable sense of humiliation crept up my spine. Before he could respond, Regina let out a dramatic little gasp. "Oh no, Tyler! Grab me some tissues, I'm leaking! The bed's all wet!"

He can jump off a cliff, and I still won't care. I am following Ivy to her workplace. After school, Ivy and her friends go to their workplace. They work as servers at this restaurant. Ivy probably thinks I know nothing about her, but she's wrong, very wrong. I probably know her more than she knows herself. I know her schedule, how she enjoys taking a jog every morning, and when she's angry, she jogs to release her bad energy.

She looked delicate, fragile, and almost spoiled. On the way here, George had told me he’d once tried to send her away overseas for the best medical care, for school, and even just for travel. However, she refused. She only wanted to stay in this vast, empty mansion, clinging to her illness, waiting for George to visit her whenever he could. … Before I could say anything, George had lifted her naturally into his arms and carried her toward the couch. He instructed the maid, “Bring me the medicine the Donna had hidden.”

I said as she gave me a look, then she nodded her head. “Okay boss, whatever you like. Fifteen minutes.” “Thank you.” I said as I closed the door. Lydia wasn't in my office anymore and I didn’t waste a second. I grabbed my phone. My fingers moved faster than my thoughts, I went straight to the reading app and I saw Inked Heart heart The book loaded instantly, like it had been waiting for me. “The One I Was Never Meant to Love.” My chest tightened again. “Why does that title sound worse today?” I muttered.

"Where am I?" The woman giggled at her question, her soft serene voice making her heart flutter for some unknown reason. "We're in my mansion's library. You fell asleep while we were reading this book called How To Tame A Demon Prince by The Mischievous Her, our favorite author. Did you perhaps dream about something quite peculiar or interesting?"

The interview continued after a commercial break. "I'm a fan of your work. I have bought and read every single book you published. My favorite book is Her and Me." She continued. "I'm still curious why it ended that way. And would you ever consider writing a sequel for it." " Her and Me." I sighed. "That was my hail Mary to my first love." I admitted. "What do you mean?" "It's been so long since that book was written and I always refuse to talk about it because that book is personal to me. The truth is I am Aliana in that book." I admitted.