Just David Book Novels & Stories

“Scarlet!, I almost forgot!!! grey left this for you“ David came out with a box that looked like a birthday gift. I took it from his hands and willed myself to stop the tears that threatened to spill and took it hesitantly from his hand. Isha and David suddenly kept their mouths shut and watched me like I was going to break. I gave them a reassuring smile and eyed the box wearily that sits on the table across from me. “Still up for the drink tonight!?” Isha asked suddenly, I gave her a grateful nod. “I am so in” David whispers like he's on a mission. “Alright!.. I'll wait for you to finish” I went over to one of the empty seats and waited for them to finish while I read the book Jamie gave m

He continued: "In just a few years, workers will retire, the government will have to admit it is out of money, the price of Oil is going through the roof, our dollar is dropping in value, inflation is out of control. We need to have some answers for those who are searching for answers now. We need to teach people to be rich, or at least how to survive the next few years today… not tomorrow." At that moment, Jason knew why they were coming together to write a book. The first time Kittridge met Jason Davis was of those big surprises that life likes to give to us now and then. He knew Jason's credentials, namely having sold millions of books and remaining on The New York Times best seller list

"Take the afternoon off, Javed. Go down to the lake. I have phone calls to make." Javed spent the rest of the afternoon practically vibrating with nervous energy. He tried to read by the pool, but the words blurred. He tried to swim, but the cool water did nothing to soothe the phantom heat of Martin’s hand on his. By nine in the evening, David still hadn't returned from the city, texting that he was caught in heavy traffic. The mansion was completely silent. Javed was up in his bedroom, pacing the floor in a clean t-shirt and shorts, trying to convince himself to just go to sleep.

"If you're here to warn me off trusting David, I don't want to hear it." Jackson crossed his arms. "You're going to want to hear this, Jaden." I narrowed my eyes. "Oh? And what new revelation do you have now?" Jermaine set an ancient, yellowed parchment on the table. "David has been lying to you." I scorned. "You don't even know him." Jackson exhaled sharply. "No, but we know who his parents are." That made me hesitate. I scowled. "His father was Azure. We already—"

David refuses to allow himself to be overcome by these kinds of obstacles because of his genuine faith and confidence in the Living Almighty God, who will give him the wisdom to teach him the ways and means to survive. "Perhaps, I should learn to tolerate those women claiming for him. It added to his miseries. David doesn't like me to be inquisitive which leads him to more serious struggles," Danielle muses as she notices David frequently hurrying away after he lays next to her, making serious justifications that he must work hard for her and for our future children. Danielle's desire to find a job keeps creeping into her thoughts as a way to assist David financially. Daniele responds as she

As much as he wanted to sit in the plush corner next to the library to dig in, he didn't have the luxury of time. “Look at this many books. Mommy is going to love this place. Everything looks so good, I want to read every book on the shelves.” David chuckled, completely distracted by his search. He needed to find it. It was the only way he could get things done. The only way he could finally claim what belonged to him. Eli was so excited, he was talking about one of the books he read; Atomic Habit. According to him, this book sharpened him more than he thought any book could.

David murmured while staring at the vast expanse of pine forest from his bedroom window. David got up from his chair, walked over to the window that led to the vast expanse of pine forest. There seemed to be no life out there, only silence. Until finally there was the sound of clattering footsteps heading towards his room. "Finally, she came too," David murmured. There was a sound of the door opening and a tall man in an all-black suit walked into his room. David breathed a sigh of relief that the person he was waiting for had finally arrived, who else but Jacob. He is the only person David can rely on for now.

“So, what do you like doing at your leisure time? David asked as we both approached Zayn's building. We've disposed the refuse, and it was as if I was told before, the recycle bin was truly down the estate. David had located his lost house… Funny. His estate is next to Zayn's estate and according to what he'd told me, he lives in the USA. He'd come here to pay his big brother a visit. “Uhm… I really love reading novels,” I replied him with so much ecstasy in my voice. “Wow” he wowed, and I nodded with a bright smile on my face. Novel is my first love.

“Do I look like a man who gives a damn about scenarios, David? I have survived ten years in the dark because of you. I survived the docks, I survived the fire, and I survived every piece of trash you sent to clean up the mess. Hand over the ledger.” ​David hesitates for a single beat, his eyes flicking to Lucia, catching the slight shake of her head. She doesn’t want him to do it. She knows what that book carries. But David’s face cracks, the cold untouchable Don vanishing completely beneath the terrified father beneath it. He reaches into the inner pocket of his coat, pulls out the worn notebook, and holds it up where the hallway light can catch the faded grain. ​“Here,” David says. “It’s r

I hung up and sat at my desk, staring at nothing. David was in Brazil. Living on a beach, serving drinks, pretending his old life didn't exist. And now he wanted me to fly across the world to see him. I didn't want to go. I had built a new life. I was happy. I was moving forward with Devan and the kids were healing and work was thriving. Going to Brazil felt like a regression. Like giving David power over me again. But I couldn't stop thinking about the victims. The clients he had stolen from. People who had done nothing wrong except trust the wrong lawyer.