I Am That Book Novels & Stories

I already have an ongoing book with 43 chapters and I update 2 chapters daily, title I AM YOURS, DANTE, do well to check it out. Thank you for reading my book I love you all, you can leave a review of the story, I’ll be happy about it, a chapter review will be good but a book review will be better.

It’s really annoying. While I was viewing my friend's i* stories, I came across Kent Liam's story. I was surprised to see this, I think we have the same book. But when I looked closely, there was a caption "I think this book belongs to someone who really loves to stay at the Amusement Park" that caption was bold and I saw a note at the bottom of the picture. "Whoever left this book at the Amusement Park, just pm me." Reading that cheered me up. I really think that book is mine. I immediately replied to his i* story.

I say to the both of them, and they harmonize their evil laughter as I make my way over to William. “Hi.” I sit down. He clears his throat, chuckles to himself at my greeting. “Hi.” I point to the book he’s reading. “You really like Murakami.” He nods, lowering the book and I get a better look at the title besides the author’s name sprawled across the cover. “Then again, I also devour everything magical realism, so…” I wish I was magical realism so he can devour me too. “Isabella?” I purse my lips, blinking. I don’t know what my expression is doing right now, but he’s looking at me a little weird. “Hmm?” I raise my eyebrows and subtly wipe my sweaty palms on my jacket.

I thought about the things I liked most and then in excitement I said," A book…. A book is precious to me" When I said that, Kate did some magic spell and that book was in her hands. Emma looked at me and whispered," I didn't know you were such a book lover". "It's not a common book. Many memories and emotions are attached to it. It is because of this book, he realized his first mate". Kate said. Emma looked at the book and then she stared at me. It was the same psychological book because of which Emma touched my hand in the library when we first met.

He's with Sabrina right now. I tensed up. Sure, my boss doesn't waste any damn time. I hope he gets some kind of sexually transmitted disease from sticking his dick in every vagina. Calm down, Elizabeth. Ugh! I just hate men. Why are they so hot and so philandering? They're useless. I stood up and picked up the book, I was in a bad mood. -What's wrong? -Nate followed me. -I remembered I had to do something from college-I grabbed my bag and shoved the book in-I'll give you the book as soon as I finish it, okay?

I Felt Like I was in an amazement park but in the worst possible ride ever. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. IF I GET HIT BY ANOTHER BOOK I WILL KILL THAT BOOK AND THEN I WILL BURN IT AND THEN I WILL BURY IT ASHES. As I finished my thoughts I got smacked by another book on my face. I grabbed the book. O YOU ARE SO DEAD.

I asked her if she expected me to pack it and then told her to do the needful. She was really angry and argued with me, but after all was said and done, she had to pack them up grudgingly. I waited for her to finish with the arrangements, and then I told her that I did not like the pattern of arrangement. "But i arranged them alphabetically," she argued. I told her that I preferred it arranged by color. As she was still arguing and insisting, I went over and pushed down all the books over again. "How could you be so cruel... Is it because you bought breakfast for me or...," as she was still panicking and shouting, I rushed to cover her mouth.

I mumbled, getting annoyed at the mere fact that I heard his voice the moment I was celebrating his absence. It made me feel how wrong I was and how Luca's presence would always glue to me even though he was absent. Deciding to enjoy the few hours I had, I sat comfortably on the sliding bench. The bright ray of the warm sun shone onto my skin, emitting a dark orange glow. TINT by Morrison Ishanique was the title of my book, written by a Jamaican author. It was my first ever Jamaican read, and though the language barrier, I still understood a little of every word. It was all thanks to my interest in languages too.

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"I am Aliana and he is Winston. The book is based on my life. It was our story." "You have got to be kidding me. Everything that is in this book is real. All the sex, the characters, the events are all real?" "I change the characters' names and their appearances. But everything is true. I have a handwritten journal to prove it." "I don't need proof. I believe you. So what are you planning to do? I know you. You wouldn't just tell me this if you don't have something up your sleeves." "I am going to tell Stephanie the truth. I don't want her to be trapped with a man she can't trust. I believe he is pretending that he doesn't remember me. She should know the truth. Who knows what other secrets