It's Not That Complicated Book Novels & Stories

Let's get some facts straight so we don't get confused Ace is the male lead of the book, he has never been in love, and the only type of love he has ever felt is familial love from his Grandfather and Ms. Mary, his nanny. That is why it seems he's messing things up with Sky, he has no clue what he's doing or feeling.

He continued, his words tumbling out as though he was speaking without thinking about it. “I figured there was no way anyone like you would ever understand it, what I have seen what I have done, someone so young and innocent. You would never understand me, never know where I go when I'm quiet. I thought that it would end up in disaster, being with someone who doesn't get it because unless you've lived through it there is no way to explain it and I wouldn't want to anyway.”

The noise was frantic and violent, raising the hair along her arms and tensing her shoulders as she fought against the instinct to flee. She opened her phone to the book. “Red sighed. ‘Why can’t we keep things simple?’ He asked. ‘The most beautiful things are the uncomplicated ones,’” she continued keeping her eyes on the man in the bed, even as tears fell down her cheeks. She flinched as gunfire sounded closer. “‘It is almost a compulsion for people in a relationship, to complicate it, make it ugly with resentment, whereas if they would just accept it as it originated, as a sharing of bodies and mutual regard and respect, we would all be so much happier.’”

Perseus began to explain, but I found it a bit confusing. ************ Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

I should be so professional that he can't even find any faults. I lifted the heavy book using both of my hands and placed it in front of me as it created a huge sound. I sensed Gabriel turned to me, but I didn't care. If something breaks because of these books, then it is on him. He fucking forced me. I opened the book and started to read, trying my best to understand everything that I read. It is about clothing and fashion. It is not that complicated, but it is hard.... maybe because I don't know anything about clothing and fashion.

Because of a guy whose face I haven't even seen yet? Blame my hormones. I'm an 19 years old girl. I'm not supposed to feel like a 17 years old dude! Shoot. I lean closer to see more. The book. What was he reading? 'Microeconometrics in Business Management.' A sigh of relief escapes my lips. At least, it isn't some kind of p**n magazine. I don't want a pervert hanging around in my brother's house. Our house, now. My parents' house, technically. Whatever.

"I don't know how to even fucking read.” I bit down in my lip, my mind running with words I could give that'd convince him. "Well, it's not really just a book,” I said, lifting the book back up. "This is a magic spell book that grants all your fucking wishes. You don't even have to read from it. Just open and say whatever the fuck it is that you want, and it magically gives that to you.” Stan arched a brow. "And why haven't you used it to get you some food?”

Ruby sighed to keep her laughter at bay. Pride and Prejudice is certainly a good book. Ruby also enjoyed it, but it’s a romance novel. This was the first time Ruby had met a man—especially one like Ed—who willingly admitted to liking that book. “Precisely because it’s so different. I enjoy it. It’s simple. There is no need to burden my mind. Light and warm. It reminds me that sometimes people only need simple things to be happy. It's akin to a fragment of a captivating vision that you can perpetually cherish.

“It’s a little hard to wrap my head around everything. Mom explained things to me but she made it all seem so simple.” “That’s because it is simple. There’s no need to over-complicate things, Cora.” I leaned forward and picked up the handbook. Placing it down, I searched through the chapters until I found the one I was looking for. “This goes into more detail about mates, mate-bonds, mating, and so forth. It also gives you the rules about how to act when you meet a mated couple.” “Rules?” I chuckled at the look on her face. But she leaned closer when I turned the book towards her.

Lockie beside him, leaning in way too close like he was hanging on every syllable Vincent said. And maybe he was. But I was losing my mind watching it. Lockie tilted his head, voice dropping into a whisper I could still hear too clearly. “Why does he keep looking at you like that?” Vincent shifted slightly. “It’s complicated.” Complicated. That word snapped something in me. No. It wasn’t complicated. It was simple. Too simple. I want him. He wants me. End of story. But then Lockie leaned even closer, grinning like he’d just thought of something dangerous.