I Missed You Novel Novels & Stories

I mutter. Because the worst part isn’t Pierre. It isn’t even the heartbreak. It’s the fact that I want to go home so badly my bones ache with it. I miss stupid things suddenly. My apartment. Convenience store ramen. My phone charger that only worked at a certain angle. My mom yelling at me for forgetting laundry in the washing machine. God. I wanna get out of this novel. My throat tightens painfully. I press the heel of my palm against my mouth before another sob escapes. “Fuck,” I whisper brokenly.

I'm beyond thrilled to share my debut novel with you! As a newcomer to the world of fiction, I'm excited to finally share my story with readers like you. As I continue to grow and learn as a writer, I'd love your help. If you notice any errors or inconsistencies throughout the novel, please don't hesitate to reach out. Your feedback is invaluable, and I'm grateful for your support in helping me improve. I hope you enjoy this novel and will join me on this literary journey. I'm eager to share many more stories with you in the future.

THE END OF (YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND) First, thank you. Thank you for picking up my novel, (YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND). Thank you for opening the first chapter when you didn’t know me. Thank you for opening the second, and the tenth, and the one-hundredth, when life was busy and your time was precious. In a world full of noise, distractions, and endless choices, you chose to sit with my words. That means more to me than I can ever fit into one letter, but I’m going to try my best anyway.

I turned back, the memories of Bas walking out the door playing clearly in my mind as if it had just happened. With a sigh I climbed the stairs slowly, each step feeling heavier than the last. Our bedroom door was slightly ajar, and I pushed it open gently. The bed was still unmade, the covers rumpled from the last night we had spent together. I walked over to his side of the bed and sat down, running my fingers over the pillow. "I miss you," I whispered as tears streamed down my face. Suddenly, there was a loud thud from downstairs. I quickly ran down, my heart racing. In the middle of the living room floor was a book, one that hadn't been there before. Slowly, I walked up to it and picked

I loved you and I always will but I guess I am not in love with you anymore and now I am done trying and it's time that I finally let you go. Alizeh you are supposed to be the last girl I will ever love and I promise you that you will be, I just hope that maybe someday in the future our paths will cross again and we talk to each other again. You once told me that you could be heartless and I guess you became that person, but I never thought that I will be the one the experience that side of you. I still remember that exact message you sent me, which said "The day I stop messaging you then you can think that I can live without you" and it has been already been one and a half years since your

I was arranging the new books on the shelves when my phone beeped. Hey baby, just arrived at my office. Miss you already. (Nate) I was smiling wide and replied to him right away. Hey you! Miss U too. I'm at Novelty, it's a slow day. Boring. (Marissa) It was boring, and without him to look forward to at the end of the day, I would be back in my routine. At least I got time to catch up on my romance novels. I had finished arranging the books, so I started reading on my Kindle while waiting in the store.

Hello everyone...I wanted to apologize for not updating yesterday and today. I had some family emergency. I will try to work tonight but if not I promise to upload before monday. Hope you are all doing great wherever you are in the world and thank you all for your understanding and support for my novel. :) Oh and I'm shamelessly plugging my other completed book, MY REBOUND MEN here on the app it's got 5 free chapters so I hope you give it a chance too. :) Thanks again. Your comments give me so much inspiration to write so thank you all so much. Love, KM

I still have six more days left before I could see him again. I sit on my chair, right outside our living room's balcony while I was finished reading this novel that Cameron gave me yesterday. It was a story that something I can relate to and I hated Cameron for giving me such book cos it had a wickedly heartbreaking ending. I had a cup of tea beside me as I fix my scarf and cardigan on me. I stare at the sky, tonight was already New Year's Eve and I was so sad that I can't spend it with Nick and he hasn't even tried contacting me which was the worst.

To begin with, my debut novel is finally completed. I’d like to thank each and everyone who loved MY INDIAN WIFE right from its inception. The book is nowhere near perfect. It has grammatical errors, mistakes, and typos, but despite all the shortcomings, the love and support I’ve received from you all are heart-warming and something I’ll always cherish. Now that this story has reached its conclusion, it's time for Christian and Mishka to say goodbye. But goodbye doesn’t always mean the end. I’ll come back sometime later with Eric and Kiara’s standalone books. The spin-off of ‘My Indian Wife.’

But that’s not how it works, I sat on the floor and brought my knees to my chest, I rocked myself constantly, and Palo whimpered in my head at the thought of his honeybee. I never thought I’d miss anyone but my parents, but I guess I was wrong because I miss her, I miss Isabella even though we didn’t accept each other yet. I still miss her.