Me Before You Book Novels & Stories

replied Aiys intertwining their fingers. Juna, Aiys, and Tasya sat in a small circle with some food in front of them. Instead of chatting, they were even engrossed in taking pictures while making tiktok. Tang people looked at them, looked at them with strange looks. Naturally, all around them were holding books. Meanwhile, the team led by Juna was even fun playing tiktok. Their principle, Prepare all your preparations before the time of battle!

My reflection stares back at me under the warm vanity lights, and for a second. I turn on the faucet, splashing cold water onto my face. Just as I reach for a towel, my phone buzzes. I frown. No one contacts me here. No one except Julian, and he’s out there. When I check my screen, a single email notification pops up on my private email—the one no one has. “Dear Writer,” Anonymous Writer ShortStuff001, We are reaching out to set up a meeting regarding your book, “Who Was I Before You?” We would like to discuss signing it under our agency. Please reach out as soon as possible.”

I said blankly right back at him. "I don't see an Eve John on the list here," He said with a disappointed face after checking through the list. “Miss, you have to book a table three weeks to two months in advance to get in and as you can see here, I have a line of people who didn’t book in advance so since your name isn’t on the list, kindly leave, get in line or sit on the side and wait for when leftovers are tossed out.” He said with an eye roll. How rude.

7:59 One Two I kept counting the seconds, and when it was a few seconds to 8, I clicked the button, and my book was now live. I bit my nails nervously. What if every reader who already preordered gets unsatisfied by the book and keeps asking for a refund? My phone rang; it was a joint call from Sam and Ava. “Sister, I am going live soon and will talk about your book, and congratulations,” Sam said excitedly. “I am ordering thirty copies now; every client will get one as a bonus package,” Ava added, and I felt warm. They really supported me a lot. “Thanks, girls.”

“Our bar… we suddenly got a bunch of huge bookings. Three, back to back.” She blinked in confusion. The place had basically been half shut down for a while now. She was surprised anyone would even show up, let alone place big orders. Still, she was cautious. “Which company made the booking? Be careful, could be a prank.” “No, they even paid a deposit. They’re serious—really serious!” Francie sounded both thrilled and a little overwhelmed. “Have you heard of this company? It’s called Maren. I looked them up—they’re a major name in fashion.”

"The party will start at 7.30pm and no one will be allowed to enter after 7.30pm, understand?" All of them nod their head in response and I say, "Come on, let's get each of you a room to choose. The girls can follow me and the boys can follow Zach." I lead the girls towards their rooms as Zach does the same with the boys. After I'm done helping the girls to choose their room, I'm left with Melissa and her friend whom I have not seen before, but she was quite pretty. Melissa gives me an evil smile and says, "What an ugly person you are and you say you are the Vice-President of the Student Council?"

"Sir, your parents have instructed me not to let you leave this room." Connor was surprisingly calm. Instead of resisting, he merely nodded and returned to his bed, looking frail. He picked up his phone and logged into his social media, where he typed the words—World Finance Center Rosie Clark—into the search box. The first video that popped up had garnered millions of views. A familiar face grinned at me from the screen. Jasmine, sneering, accused me of being boring and utterly dim until even my own boyfriend could not stand me. Yet I could not seduce a wealthy replacement as I had hoped, and it was a great waste considering my career put me within reach of so many such people!

Not like I was reviewing the book. Dang! I feel so embarrassed right now. But, I'm not mad. I promise you. but for now, Let's move to our next book.... WINNING WALKER. Thanks for all you do. But yeah, The Boynextdoor Is over. Like my counter people would say... DONE AND DUSTED.

She inquires, looking at me carefully. Oh right! To schedule a meeting, one needs to pay the booking f*e. That's the policy of our company to avoid people who just want to fool around and end up dropping our company for their events at the last minute. Since that witch was here, that means she paid the damn booking f*e. After how things ended between us, I'll be damned to take up any of her events. That is, if at all she had one. I have a f*eling she used that pathetic excuse to meet with me. Since she dared use that trick on me, she should as well kiss that booking f*e goodbye.

I saw a note on my bed board. "Meet me at 'Serendipity' at 11" The doubtfulness faded from my face and an ardent expression made its way to my face. "Maybe there's still a chance that there's something between us." I smiled to myself and looked at the clock beside my bed, "It's only 9 right now." I sighed and lied on my bed, there's still a lot of hours left. I wonder how things are back home, it's been a while since we last visited. Not like we want to anyways. I want Hikari to meet Elvenia, Adelina, Aine, Fayette and all the other....