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She replied, "Oh, it's a book by this author, LiLhyz. She has a few books on the app called Goodnovel, and I absolutely love it." Because Milan was waiting for her next treatment, she returned to the locker and fetched her mobile. The girls were also done with their massages and were waiting for their therapists to return. So they all gathered around Milan as she sat on her massage bed. "Check out her novels," Milan said. "And you know what I like best about these stories?" "What?" Almost all the girls said at the same time. "The bed scenes!" Milan revealed. "Oooohhh!" Karise said.

In the middle of the chapter, his phone buzzed. ‘Joy: You still blink aggressively when the plot hits a nerve?’ A smile pulled at his mouth. The exact same type of smile he had not felt considering that before the accident. ‘Juda: Only when fictional characters remind me I’m not as deep as I think. Got anything that’ll help me fake enlightenment on a second date?’ There was a pause. Then her reply: ‘Joy: I’ll send you a title that looks impressive on a table but secretly destroys you inside. You're welcome in advance.’

" As she choked Jasmine,green and purple veins popped up on her neck. Jasmine found it next to impossible to breathe. She glanced over at Lucia, who had a sly smile on her face. Some relationships make you grow, and others end you. Author's Note. Hi sweeties. As we say goodbye to this novel (the best nine months of my life[ it's practically my baby, lol]). I would like you to check out my other novels. * Loving you Forever (enemies to Lovers) My Pesky Boss (Love at First Sight) * I do (bad boy/good girl) Same penname (Rophine writes) Add to your library, read, and please comment. When you comment, you make me the happiest because I know time is precious, and you used that on my work. Thanks

Hey friends! Thank you so much for reading Love in the Time of Quarantine. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you. 1. If you are interested in what I listen to while I’m writing, you can find my playlist “Creative Juices” on Spotify. I love all different kinds of music, so there's a little something for everyone. 2. Other books on GoodNovel: Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed)

She looked like something left behind after the storm. A shell with diamonds on her ears and fire in her veins. And when she finally turned away, her hands stained with ink from the torn photos, Judith felt it again: Not grief. Not rage. But certainty. The kind that only comes when you’ve burned the last bridge behind you.

Please note the sarcasm. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Joy's POV

I reply before our lips touch. The end. Thank you for reading this novel. I hope you liked it. If you enjoyed it, I invite you to check out these other novels here in the app: Married to the Mafia Flowers for Olivia Between the Mobster and the CEO You can find more information about these books on my I* page @ninastoriesgn

Even Harley’s laptop now had a new password, which he hadn't created. At first, he thought Jonathan was just overly protective. But lately… everything began to feel controlled. Harley folded the letter and tucked it into an old book titled Die Kunst des Schweigens —The Art of Silence. Ironic. But as he stood to hide the book, the sound of the door unlocking was heard. "Darling, I’m home." Jonathan entered with his signature smile, hanging up his long coat and carrying a box of chocolates from a famous shop in Altstadt.

She just wanted to forget the rejection. Larissa pushed open the door at the end of the hall. “Finn room?” She smiled to herself as she walked in. Finn was going to be mad, but she didn't care. She collapsed onto the massive bed, clutching the bottle to her chest. She took a long gulp, the liquor spilling down her chin and onto her lingerie. A hysterical chuckle bubbled up from her throat. "Look at you," she slurred, staring at the ceiling. "So desperate, so pathetic."

Arielle let out a nervous laugh. "Oh, so we're inside your novel?" Ivana bit her lips as she tried to stifle her laugh. "Hmm," Arielle nodded. "Okay, stop it, I can't anymore, this is too much," She laughed clutching her stomach. "Aww, you don't need to come up with such jokes to cheer me up," She patted her back, "But thanks anyway, I don't remember when was the last time I laughed like this, I feel better, thank you, my dear Elle," She hugged her, "Forget it then, let's talk when you're sober enough, let's tuck you into bed," Arielle sighed as she patted Ivana's back, Ivana lied on the bed as Arielle covered her with the blanket, Arielle heard Ivana laugh again, "Inside a novel? Lol!" She