Mine The Book Novels & Stories

But they saw him coming and that made them to withdraw back. "So..." "Have you seen those books before? I mean have you met the books or used it before?" Tony said with one of his hand in his pocket while Minsk waves his head at Tony. Which means that he has never witnessed or seen the book before. "How are you gonna use those books?" "When you have not even met them before?" Tony asked. "Well, the same way I discovered that the book were existing" Minsk said as they stares a specific eyes at themselves. •

"Why? are you writing a book?" "Yes, in fact!" I say, sarcastically. "It's called, where is Alpha Declan going?" I snicker at my own joke, and I notice that Declan is trying to hide a grin that was threatening to form on his face. "You're kind of funny, Late." "Yeah, and you're a joke a minute," I retort. He lets out a little laugh, making me feel accomplished that I could make him laugh. "So, where are you going?" I ask again.

Both books are combined together, and Abhimanyu's book is titled *Taken: King's Rights Reserved*. ... Thank you, ShineeSunshine ❤️

As she’s about to leave the room, someone called. “Hey, I’m leaving the hotel. My car service is waiting,” she talked to the person on the other line. “I can’t wait to see you here. We’ve so much to see and talk about,” Noah said. Cela gave her room one final look. This is the place where she leaves her old self. “We wanted to go to a specific place and it didn’t matter if the road was rough and the journey was long. In the end, we found different places for ourselves but these places were the destinations where we were truly meant to go,” she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

"Well, yes. She has already talked about her dumbass professor." "You are her dumbass, prof." Javier giggled. "Shut up. It's my disguise that she hates, not me." I said this as I opened the books, tapped them, and pulled out things stuck in them, like bookmarks, notes, and drugs. "It looks like you've seen something," said Javier, who came right up to me. "Mister Montero." "But do you think that is his?" Javier asked me. "He's old, and you know..."

The image flashed again, the neat stacks of money sitting inside my purse like it was nothing. Like I was nothing. My jaw clenched again. “No,” I muttered under my breath. “I’m not doing this.” The elevator dinged open, and I stepped out, forcing myself to move like everything was fine. Training was already in session when I walked in. Smith glanced at me, but he didn’t say anything. Just gave a small nod and continued. I joined in, trying to focus. But my mind kept slipping back to him; the note, the breakfast, and the money.

Mine is Scott by the way, no matter how stupid or dumb he is, he is still kind of cute Till later humans 💙💙 See you when I publish the next story💙

Seth whispered to himself, determined. Elsewhere, Jasmine was engrossed in her book, sitting in a small bookstore recommended by Fiona. The bookstore wasn't large, but it was filled with unique and interesting book collections. Many old books caught Jasmine's attention, and now she had already selected two books to buy. Jasmine's steps halted when her eyes fell on a book titled **"The Philosophy of Love and Betrayal"**. A wistful smile formed on her face. The title resonated deeply with her current state of mind, but Jasmine didn't want to read it. She was determined to keep her mind away from painful things for now.

**** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed following the individual and group stories of the ‘Unseen Enemy’ series characters. ‘Enemy Mine’ (Unseen Enemy #3), the next book in the series, is Chris and Jenny’s story and it’s for sale right here on GoodNovel. I also invite you to please check on my website: www.marysoljamesromance.com

” she added. I tilted my head slightly. “I live here. It would be strange if I wasn’t.” Her lips twitched. “I meant… you’ll be presented.” There it was. I set the book aside slowly. “And what exactly does that involve?” Her gaze swept over me briefly. Assessing. Calculating. Then she stood. “Come with me.” Not a request. I considered saying no. But curiosity won. “Lead the way,” I said. Her room was exactly what I expected.