Independence Is A Good Look On Her Novel Novels & Stories

“Best of luck for the interview, Lish. Bye.” After freshening up, Isabella decided to write a few lines of her novel before starting the day. She inhaled a deep breath and tried to focus on the screen in front of her. Her fingers remained idle on the keyboard. But she let her imagination run wild, conjuring up a sizzling, forbidden encounter between the characters in her story. The air grew thick with anticipation as she finally began to type.

"It's beautiful, right?" "What?" I said unconsciously. "Ah, it is indeed." She wore a beaming smile. For a moment, I didn't see her as the cruel Anna Brooks who married her boss's husband, but as a young, independent woman. "Do you want to wear it?" "Why should I?" I lifted my gaze, looking fearlessly into her eyes. "I can't crave what isn't mine." She laughed, placing her hands on my shoulders. "I knew you had an aura, a very enticing one at that."

So you don't need to care about her much, live a life of your own. Standing right behind the mother was a beautiful girl like a lotus. The long, iridescent black hair that you let loose at will also fascinates many men, the oval face combined with the willow-leaf feet and the eyes like autumn water, the whole person exudes a dignified and meek aura. Shophia Marin looked at the girl from top to bottom wearing expensive jewelry and designer clothes, no servant dared to wear such clothes to work. This girl is definitely the female lead in the original novel, the female lead's image is described very meticulously by the author, unexpectedly beautiful in real life.

' People started looking at Riley with envious gazes. Despite all that was being said about her, Rylee's expression didn't change as she continued to go into the hall calmly. She found herself a good seat in a corner. She took out the novel Taming Her and began to read it. Rylee's humble appearance made everyone cast her envious gaze. A wealthy person will surely have that elegant appearance that captured everyone's heart. Just look at how Rylee didn't shake and continued to do her thing calmly despite everyone's talk made everyone envious.

She notices and smirks. “Didn’t expect to see human novels in Raleigh did you?” The cover of the book she’s reading is something that should not exist in their no-technology world, but she is the queen, so I’m guessing there can be exceptions. It probably doesn’t take her a day to get the latest releases. “I’ll leave you to your book, your Highness. Enjoy.” I walk off and when I get to the table Cain and Safira are camped at, they shoot me inquisitive looks.

That’s how novels usually went, right? She had read a few of those. Some were actually quite good. In any case, there was no way she’d admit she was the one who’d done something so foolish in the past. ***

She needed something from him, and whatever money she needed to spend was justified. She had chosen a vivid red lipstick that made her face glow, her confident smile accentuating her radiant features. The fitted dress hugged her waist and traced her curves, emphasizing her feminine grace. As she moved through the night, she was a picture of poise and allure, like a striking breeze gliding through the city. People turned to look, drawn to her aura of independence and elegance.

Ok she's not but one day she will. She blinked her eyes looking at me. She looks so innocent. I drowned in her beautiful black eyes. Her eyes speak less and hide more. She looked at me then our intertwined hands. She slowly took her hand back and distanced herself from me. She closes her novel and puts it on her lap. But it was different from what she read two days back. "Did you finish that novel which you read yesterday"? I asked her out of curiosity "Yes" She said tilted her head to me. Her sweet voice sounds like a melody to me. I can hear her all day.

I wonder what could stole that smile from her from that novel - Second Class Citizens. Maybe she got wowed on how Adah ran to Methodist school passionately to earn herself educational knowledge. I don't know, it a guess. Lol. Though I have red the novel but I need to read it again to perfect some themes of the Novel that's very important. She loves reading. I can't count how many times I have caught her reading the same novel. Maybe she really likes it. I don't know why she doesn't want to be my girl. I'm looking good like she always wanted her guy to be this morning but, she's not even sighting my spot. She's just looking back glancing at Mike who isn't reciprocating every seconds.

Like other women, I expected her to still be naked, lying on the bed, begging for more. Not only was I Zane Wilson, I was also extremely handsome and always impeccably dressed, women practically threw themselves at my feet. But no- I met none of that. Instead, the room was empty, expect just the lingering scent of her perfume and the faint impression her body had left on the sheets. My pride was hurt, more than I cared to admit, but I was also intrigued. There was something about her that set her apart, an air of Independence and self possession that I found incredibly alluring.