I Missed You Novel Novels & Stories

“Missed the way you say my name when you do. Missed everything, June. Every single thing.” I slid my fingers between his where they rested on my stomach. “I missed you too. More than I let myself admit. Even when I built that new life… it always felt like something stayed missing.” He stayed quiet for a second. Just breathed against my neck. Then soft: “I don’t want to miss you anymore.” I turned in his arms enough to see his face. His eyes stayed open and raw in a way I didn’t see much. I bit the inside of my cheek hard.

"Oh. Well, that's... I'll miss seeing you around." I picked up a book at random, one of those paperback romances with a couple embracing on the cover. The kind where everything works out in the end. "I'll take this one," I said. Mrs. Dang rang it up, then added a bookmark. "On the house. For your journey, dear." Back at the hotel, I sat on the bed with my new book and the memories of my goodbye tour. I hadn't gone to see Serena. That bridge wasn't just burned, it was scorched earth. There was nothing left to say to her.

. The man stayed with her, staring at her with a serene face as she told him. —Honestly, I missed this a lot. During my time in boarding school. Erika frowned and told him. “You missed my company, or you missed bothering me. The man responded with a smile. —both. She missed teasing so much. But I also missed your partner. And apparently he wasn't the only one. Or maybe I'm wrong? "You're not wrong, I missed you too. Otherwise, it would not have ended, where it ends. besides, you never wrote to me, nor did you tell me anything. It seems to me, incredible to believe, that you really missed me. Or maybe I'm wrong? "You're not wrong, I missed you too. Otherwise, it would not have ended, where it

I'll be right back" I responded. Going into the kitchen, I moved to the counter where I last placed my novel, hoping to retrieve it from there, but the book was nowhere in sight. My eyes roamed around, doing its examination, while I moved to and fro, looking to find the novel somewhere. I yelled out in frustration, when all of my search resulted in nothing. Where exactly have I been to? The novel ought to be here. I thought to myself, and only then did I remember. I was out cleaning Cameron's room earlier. That was the last place I visited. Hurrying out of the kitchen, I proceeded upstairs, making my way to just one point—Cameron's room. Second after second, my feet drew closer to its destin

“You’re all pathetic! You commoners!” I picked up my diary and left for the waterfall. I wasn’t able to visit the butterfly garden because of the incident and because of incident stole a good amount of my time. I sat on the rock thinking about what had happened. I had never been insulted so much in my entire life. I had thought that every member of the Rage beast pack were kind. I hadn’t any idea who this lady was. This was my first time seeing her. Perhaps she wasn’t a member of the pack. I had thought of her as an ally of Alpha Scott. I reached into my bag and brought out two of my favorite novels. Bye, see you and The new beginning. I used to read Bye, see youso much when I was still in t

Something in my chest slowly relaxed. Once we found the vial and smashed it, we could return to the real world. We could start over. Just then, a faint glimmer appeared in the fog ahead—the crystal vial. I let go of Kyle's hand and stepped forward, reaching out to grab it. The moment it touched my palm, I felt a warmth. I looked down at it, hesitating. "Quick, destroy it, Nora," Kyle said behind me. "Let's get out of here." I didn't move. The small line of text from the book surfaced in my mind.

--- For the first time, they didn't have to solve anything. --- Save anything. --- Understanding nothing. --- They could simply be. --- In the afternoon, they sat in the library. --- Between the shelves. --- Where the years had once stood. --- Most of the books were still there. --- But one was missing. --- Just one. --- The book titled: --- Those Who Stayed --- It had vanished. --- Months ago. --- No one knew where it had gone. --- And somehow, that didn't bother anyone. --- For some stories wanted to wander on.

Then I went to Damon’s ward in the clinic, and sat on the stool beside him. I watched him rest there, and thought, If he were awake, maybe this house wouldn’t be so dull, and maybe Pearl wouldn’t feel so lonely because he would cheer everyone up. ‘Do you miss him?’ Reina’s voice echoed in my mind, and I shook it away, defensive, muttering under my breath. “Of course not.” Then I flipped open the first chapter of the book titled Missing Daisy.

They stepped aside, watching me go, and I didn’t look back. After I was done refreshing up and finally feeling like myself again, I found my feet carrying me to Rose’s room without much thought. I had missed her—truly missed her—even though I’d only been away for a few hours. To me, it felt far longer than that. I had missed the sound of her voice, the quiet comfort of her presence. I had missed her scent, the warmth of her touch, the memory of her kisses lingering like a phantom ache.

Hello my dear reader, thank you so much for reading my book, Protecting Mafia's Babies. It's sad to announce to you that I will be unavailable for a while, and won't be able to update frequently. I'll try to put something down from time to time, but bear with me for like…. A month. In the meantime, I'd like to know what you think of my book. This is my ever first book on Goodnovel and also my very first mafia romance book too.