Lisa James: Books Novels & Stories

James asks, worry laced in his eyes. I mean, apart from him having a girlfriend while he was with me... "He treats me well," I say. "He should treat you like a Queen," James says, and a chill runs down my body. I smile awkwardly at him. Jane comes down from the aisle carrying two books and I thank the Heavens for the change of subject. She looks down at both of the books in her hands. "I don't know which one I should get..." she ponders. "Could always get both?" I suggest.

She’d rather have a hole in the head to be honest. Lily walked over to the small bookcase near her window and grabbed her pathology book, feeling as if she had fifty-pound weights on each shoulder. As if she didn’t have already enough to deal with, now she had to deal with a possessive love sick lycanthrope. If it could’ve been anyone other than James, she thought with a pout. Lily had read her textbook all the morning and well into the afternoon when someone knocked on her door. “Come in,” she called, not lifting her eyes from the page. When the door had closed again, she looked up to see it was James.

Even though e-books had become the norm nowadays, she still preferred the feeling of a physical book and jotting down annotations by hand. Being able to come here today made Serenity overwhelmed with emotions. Looking at the endless law journals, Lisa felt a little bored. After all, she hadn’t learned this back in university. “I’ll head over to the magazine section. After you’ve chosen your books, you know where to find me.” “Okay.” Lisa hastily made her way to the magazine rack and flipped through magazines that wrote about her favorite celebrity while Serenity continued picking her books. Suddenly, a voice sounded, “Are you... Serenity Lewis?”

Eventually Lily got used to sitting in front of the rows of books in James' study. Observing every line that was there. Picking up the ones she liked and getting lost in them. While killing time because at the other end, James still seemed to be working full of concentration. This time his choice falls on the autobiography of a former president who was in power for quite some time.

Elizabeth was silent for a moment, and then said after thinking, "But... you bought these books for me, and you let me read them. You even... asked me to read more and learn more..." James was rendered speechless and felt so embarrassed. He said a lot just now, but he gave himself a slap in the face. "Ahem!" After a long while, he came to sense and coughed uneasily, "Honey, well, there are some experts who don't talk nonsense." "So?" Elizabeth blinked and looked at James with a curious face. James pondered for a moment, "As for these books I bought for you, in fact, they are useful. I read some of them and I found that they are good for you. Some of them teach us how to raise our child, righ

Grayson said, placing all her hopes on Lalisa. “Alright.” Lalisa nodded, her lips pressed tightly together. She bent down to examine the icy wristwatch in her hand, pretending to search through the rows of English letters and numbers. “These English letters are probably representing the authors of the books, and the letters can correspond to the book titles.” In the vast study filled with many books, Mrs. Grayson was eager, following Lalisa and asking, “And then?”

"Or does me being here distract you so much, Liz? Afraid you won’t be able to concentrate with me in the room? Does seeing my face remind you of what happened last—" "Stop. Talking." I seethe as I turn my head away and James laughs. He’s enjoying this far more than he should and I hate it. "Relax, love." "Go away." I start to move, but of course, he follows me. "I’m not after you. I just happen to be searching for a book around here, too." I don’t say a word as I calmly look through the books and after getting the ones I need; I proceed to grab a seat, purposely far away from James, which is useless because he appears again after leaving for a while. With his books.

I tried to hide the fact that I knew precisely that it wasn’t drugs as I thumbed through the pages. “That’s really interesting,” I said, looking up from the papers to see James smiling down at me. In the soft amber light from the streetlamps, his face looked even softer and sweeter. Part of me wanted to kiss him right now, to let him take me back to his room, but I knew that that was just my brain trying to comfort itself after seeing that Lisa and Enzo were back together. “You should take a good look at those when you have a chance,” James said. “Then, I was hoping… Would you wanna meet up again? To talk about the records, of course.”

When I get them back I will have to bring them back here for some books. I heard the door open and close again and saw Liams blonde hair whiz by as he walked back to the office. I kept doing what needed to be done fixing a few shelves here and there trying really hard to not look at the books otherwise I would spend to much of my paycheck on books. Which I used to do all the time, before I met James that was one of my favorite things to do on a cold rainy day. Until he told me there was no point when I had so much to do around the house. Asshole.

Caleb just gave him a quick wave as continued on our way. “OH, I FORGOT TO ASK, MISS LISA!” James shouted again. “DO YOU HAPPEN TO KNOW A WOMAN NAMED ESTELLE?” He blurted out, and I almost stopped in my tracks the moment I heard her name, but Caleb subtly pushed at my back for me to keep moving. “Just tell him you’re not sure”. Caleb said to me in a quiet voice. “NO, I DON’T THINK SO!”. I called back, but my heart thumped with the fact that James did know her and specifically asked me!