I Love Novels Mga Nobela at Kwento

Every read and every vote means the world to me. All of my stories on GoodNovel (as of July 2026): * Hate You as Much as I Love You (Completed) * The Royal Academy (Ongoing) * Vengeful Vows (Ongoing) See you in my next story. ❤️ ~Makkhika

I couldn't believe my stepmother was this heartless. The beating of my heart increased, the room spinning around as the tide of different emotions hit me. Tears welled up in my eyes; I could feel the burning sensation. Slowly, it dropped freely without restraint. Why would she do such a thing? I thought she loved him. My breath stuck in my throat. I stood up, bolting out of the room with the laptop. I despised the idea of crashing Hope's party, but I would make it up to him ¦sometime.

I'd made love to her, I'd loved her with my body, and every single day after that, I asked myself the same question. What was wrong with me? I mean, I certainly must have had a screw loose in my brain when I called Jay Ives and bought her those novels. I literally hated romance novels. They gave women unrealistic expectations of romance and relationships that men couldn't live up to. And I didn't get the whole point of drooling over overly endowed men and detailed sex scenes.

Now she is reading how Hardin proposed Tessa. "I have read hundreds of novels in my life. Most of them claiming that love is the centre of the universe. That could heal any damage inside of us. That it was what we need to survive. From Darcey to healthcliff,I thought they were fools. That love was something fictional. Only found in worn pages of book but all that changed since I met my Elizabeth Bennet. I never thought I would find myself completely and utterly consumed by another until her. She took my hand and lead me out of the darkness and showed that whatever our souls are made of hers and mines are the same. You once asked whom I love the most in the world. It's you."

I forced my brain to assimilate the words until I couldn't take it any longer. I loved reading, in fact I had huge collections of crime and mystery novels because they were my favorite genre, but romance and historical . . . anything? Count me out. There was just something about ‘soulmates’ and romance that just grossed me out and the fact that this book had both just made me hate it. I stretched and yawned as I reached for my bed. I fell on my bed, face down. I didn't bother with my purple and white duvet as I let myself fall into slumber, Kenneth's smiling face the last thing I thought of.

Of course, I also have other books. For some reason, 'Endless Poison Love' is my favorite romance novel because I can feel the Author's feelings being poured into it. Sure, the plot, characters, scenes, words, and lessons are good, but it's the Author's way of writing that has got me hooked. She's a genius.

It was only my imagination, they were all against me. I don't know about you, but I love reading Chinese novels as well as mangas. They transport me to a world were people reincarnate, where a second chance can be obtained, you can correct you mistake in your second life, you can even prevent injustice to happen since you have super powers or cheat like a magical ornament. There you're efforts are compensated. It's so idealistic, that is why I also read novels, be it historical, romantic or fantasy, they're my heaven. I escaped to this imaginaries world's, when I can't take it anymore. My best novels are " any duchess will do", throne of Glass" and "Jane Eyre", they're more realistic. But I

What better way to eliminate boredom than by reading a book? I had recently downloaded a reading app, where you can read your favourite stories of different genres. Right now I am reading a novel called Loving Hayden. It is about two teens who were once archenemies but later became friends with their enemies. Okay, maybe not friends with benefits, more like enemies with benefits. I was eager to see where their relationship was going to lead. I continue to flip through my phone as I read the story. I was so engrossed with the story that I didn't realize how much time had passed. I was disturbed by the sound of a knock at the door.

Enzo says, confusing me a bit by his sudden interest. “Oh, what I am reading. It’s a novel, and the name is: ‘Love Finds You. ‘Do you want to know what is happening in it?” I wonder why he is asking. Since when does he care what I do? I contemplate discussing it with him to see what it feels like to have a conversation with him. “Sure, why not. It seems like that’s the only thing you care about right now.”

I look forward to being a well known writer like, Chimamanda Ngozie Adichie, the late legend; Chinua Achebe, Nnedi Okorafor, Wole Soyinka, Colleen Hoover, Ted dekker, Sidney sheldon, Dean Koontz and so many others. I don't think I have ever seen anyone who reads wild like I do. My love for books is out of this world, I just purely love good books, like really really good books with awesome plots. I can't be spotted anywhere without holding a novel. I was about to read one, 'Home coming' by Yaa Gyasi.