Novel & Cerita I Read This Book Yesterday

It's been forever since he had last had a coffee that is this plain . ********* Hey lovelies! Add my book to your library okay? It's time for some adventure .

I need to take time. I remember the small room I entered last time. I slowly opened the door and turned on the lampshade. The books on the table were still scattered. I tried to look and read each one of them. These are all interesting books. Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer, The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli, The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, and a lot more. I tried to find something that might help me, but I found nothing.

"I love acting out pages in your books and I just happened to have read this one so I know every single thing they did." Tonight was going to be a long night.

Surprised, I open the chat. It's a photo of... about two girls... but... it's blurry, the resolution of the image sucks. Disgusting! I throw my phone aside and stretch out lazily in the spacious comfort of my bed. My backpack is on the floor and I remember Edrien's book. You should read it and see who this Jack guy is. I stretch out my arm, I check the book inside the bag with my touch, I complete the mission and with the book in my hands I start reading.

Thank you so much for reading my book, Next update will come so soon.

Going back to my hole in the wall, I pulled out my one book. I settled on the floor and continued where I left off yesterday. Something about it always just made me feel better. There was a second and potentially a third in the series but I had gotten this one seven years ago off of a trucker I’d hitchhiked with. I’d gotten lost in the book, only grabbing a water bottle to drink before I realized it went ten in the evening. Closing it, I threw it in my duffle and looked around.

You know that feeling you got when you prepared your first meal or when you finally rode a bicycle without assistance or when you made your first friend, that gentle feeling of pride and self-appraisal that made you so happy you wanted to make that food again and ride that bike longer? That's exactly how I feel right now after finishing up the book Jana gave me at the library yesterday. I've never read a book in less than twenty-four hours, no matter the size, but it's just sunset, and I'm done. It's very informing and enlightening, but it's basically a more detailed explanation of the history Sean told me summarily.

Jack I yawn as I stretch, picking up my tools and throwing them in my bag. I knew I should have gone to bed at a decent time last night, but that book was getting fucking good and I couldn't put it down. I only have a couple of chapters left to read before book club and I almost don't want to finish them, knowing I'll have to sit and wait to read more.

I was speechless. 'Ah, I forgot about that.' The book I was reading was called 《The Male Lead's Lover》. It was a story filled with crappy cliché, and I also don’t know what I ate to read that kind of book. Maybe I was momentarily out of my mind and bought that book in the bookstore, or maybe I was asleep as I picked that book on the shelf.

Don't ask me were it came from, sometimes the writer of this book can come up with stupid ideas. "Preshy Writes can just be crazy." I said with a smile. I moved with speed and sprayed it all over Stark's company walls. I even wrote something right in the middle of the front wall. The next day... I woke up and prepared for work as I usually do. Today I can't wait to see the result of what I had done last night. My plans on how to retaliate are always going to be ten times worse than whatever he was going to do.