Leaving Novel Novels & Stories

I stormed out of the building and back to mine. Caleb want back yet and I couldn't thank the heavens enough. I didn't wish to talk. I just wanted to be left alone. So I lay in bed thinking about what just happened. Was it for real? How could Tim leave just like that? My gaze fell on the novel I'd kept at the top of the drawer and I scoffed. In my case, it's not the beginning of the end but actually the reverse: The end of the beginning. I laughed out loud maniacally with the clouding tears.

Hailey’s POV I snuggled under the thick, warm duvet, feeling the faint thrill of solitude as I flipped through the novel I’d borrowed a few days ago from Alpha Grant’s study. His collection was impressive, filled with volumes I could lose myself in for hours. As I flipped through the pages, immersed in the novel with the thought of Argon’s drama at the back of my mind, my peace was short lived.

Not listening to my words. I get up. Dex put on blanket on her and I finally left the room. I waited for Dexs to get out of the room and when she's out, "Are you sure you're going to leave now Master Jeoff?" @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL

And this time, I really wasn't going to wait. When I got back to the dorm, I started drafting my application for a leave of absence. My roommates had bought plenty of snacks and alcohol to give me a proper send-off, and as everyone gathered around the table, our resident assistant suddenly sighed. "What am I supposed to do once you leave? You and Nicholas were my favorite power couple." "Exactly," another roommate chimed in. "Everyone on campus knows you two are a couple. Even the professors were cheering for you guys when you made it official. Why did you decide to leave all of a sudden?"

"You should leave," Maddie said to Sean. "I'm going to officially be part of the Caldwell family tomorrow. We shouldn't meet again after this." Sean looked like he still wanted to say something, but Maddie shoved him harshly. He glared at me resentfully. Anyone who didn't know any better would probably think that I was some monster who'd abducted a woman against her own will instead. Just as Sean was about to leave, I said slowly, "Stand there. Are you that poor that you have to steal my robe? Take that off!"

I am the envy of every girl at Belmont Academy. The boys I grew up with—Brooks, Carter, and Harrison—have treated me like royalty since we were kids, spoiling me completely. No matter what I wanted, even if it was a lot of trouble, they always handed it to me on a silver platter. When I casually complained that prom was boring, they rented out an entire yacht for me. When my legs were sore after cheer practice and I didn't want to walk, they gave me piggyback rides across the football field. I was their princess. I was the one they pampered and spoiled, the one they adored. Naturally, I loved them just as much. I naively thought my senior prom date would simply be one of them. Until

“Only if you read it out loud.” I raised a brow. “Really?” “Yeah,” he said, pulling me closer. “I like your voice. And I like the way your mouth moves when you’re focused.” I rolled my eyes, but my cheeks heated anyway. I reached over, grabbed the worn novel, and settled back on his chest. He rested one hand on my thigh and the other behind his head, looking completely at peace. I flipped to the first page and started reading. It was a story where a girl leaving a town that no longer felt like home, finding herself in unfamiliar places, learning how to build something new from all the pieces that used to hurt.

"Not simply what the book left out. But who was positioned closely enough to write it at all." Chloe watched her go, the novel disappearing with her down the garden path, and felt, for the first time since this whole tangled mystery had begun unraveling around her, the strange, unfamiliar sensation of no longer carrying every piece of it entirely alone.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoy my latest novel. This is a story of love and betrayal. I warn you now, it doesn't contain explicit sex scenes. My spelling is NZ spelling, so you will find words spelt differently (s instead of z, u in words like colour). 🌿 Layla's Point of View Happiness, I thought, was what stayed when the noise left. Not fireworks, but settling. Not applause, but the hum that follows when the dishes are done. The kind of quiet that keeps a house stitched together.

My plan was simple: Live like a slacker until Travis became a rich, successful CEO. Then sit back and enjoy life as a pampered young lady. During my major course, I was hiding in the back row scrolling on my phone when the original Jennie’s best friend, Linda Lander, texted me and asked if I wanted to join a mixer party. That’s when I remembered. In the original novel, this was the scene where Nancy flirted with three high-quality male leads at a bar. It caused a ripple across the entire storyline.