Novel & Cerita I Think When I Read That Sweet Story

Now even if I die, it's okay my dear. °•°°•°°•°•°•°•°•°°•°❤°•°°•°°•°•°•°•°•°°•° Dear lovely readers, If you are enjoying my story then don't forget to review and rate the story. Love Han❤

Most people's stories don't end up happily and I was one of those people. I was a living testimony. The books I was reading fed me with lies, they made me believe in fairytale love but it was not real. If only I was given a chance to write my story, I won't hesitate to go back on my word and end my story happily. I deserved it. Daisy said so.

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she giggles softly “I never thought you’re one of those rich kids who prefer to live in villas.” “I do but my mom used to tell me to at least try to experience things once, even if it’s living in a dorm like a college kid.” “Well, I’m glad you found this place. It looks cozy and it’d be the perfect scenery for when I write stories.” She smiled “Will you let me be the perfect prince charming in your story baby?” I teased her as I ate one of the meatballs She blushed “Well no one’s perfect, even in stories. Readers might think that a story is boring because characters are too perfect.” She smiled at me sweetly

What am'I even meddling about to myself? “ Five more steps sweetheart… “ He mumbled gently that caused my heart to pumped rapidly. Sweetheart! It seems very sweet but for me, it’s the most dangerous word that he said. By hearing that word, it brings back the memory of how our body united. Whenever he releases the word sweetheart, it’s either he will punished me in bed or will steal something away from me.

Her name and reign danced in the tongue of all. THE END!!! APPRECIATION: Dear Readers, I find myself at a bittersweet moment as I write this letter. It is with a mix of joy, gratitude, and a touch of sadness that I bring you this final message. Today, I gather my words to express my deepest appreciation for your unwavering support throughout this incredible journey. It is with immense pride and a touch of melancholy that I announce the end of our story.

"So tell me, what happened at the end part that made the so-called story to be sweet?" "Freedom was achieved at last. That's the sweetest part of the story like I had told you before." "Hmmm! The story you are talking about must be interesting. Please throw more light," he said. He moved two meters away from me. "Tell me the whole story, will you, please?" I couldn't believe what the alpha had requested from me. Did he just ask me to tell him one of the bedtime stories which Lady Gia used to tell me when I was small? "Okay, fine! I will tell you," I began to narrate, while he listened:

Across the top, written in large uneven letters, were the words: EVERY STORY IS HAPPY WHEN SOMEONE COMES BACK TO FINISH IT. Ava felt her throat tighten. “Emily…” The little girl looked worried. “Is it wrong?” Adrian knelt beside her. “No.” He smiled gently. “I think it might be one of the truest things I have read in a very long time.” Emily relaxed immediately. “I made it for the reading week.” “I think the children will love it.” She looked pleased before running back toward Oliver, who was waiting impatiently beside the window with another armful of books. Adrian watched her disappear.

He moved back into the room as soon as the sickness went away. Maya starts talking about the latest Chapter and her eyes light up with joy. "I can't believe she put my real name in there, it's as valuable as an autograph to me." "Good for you," I smile. She starts to put out more ideas for the story and our conversation grows. We bond in such a short time because of the love of story telling through novels. I listen to her while I eat and it's like another Ember in a different body. How do I attract these types of people?