Most Loved Books Novels & Stories

I open the folded letter. Dear Rebecca, You did so amazing today, it’s normal to be exhausted after the intensity of your session. Please enjoy your pampering, you’re a queen who Sam should have cherished. Take your power back and find self love for the beautiful woman you are. Light your spark again! ~ Henry

Joshua let out a light laugh, making it clear that he expected a different kind of question, maybe about his business or something else, but he kindly answered my question. "Well, when I'm not working, I like to read." I smiled, feeling more at ease. "I like reading too. What's your favorite book?" "Hm, hard to choose just one. But I'd say '1984' by George Orwell is one of the ones that left the most impact on me." "No way! I love that book!" I was surprised by the connection that had arisen between us. Maybe I had judged Joshua unfairly. "Really? That's cool!" Joshua smiled, and I realized he had a very nice smile. "Who would've thought we'd have that in common, right?"

She rattled on about how she loves to read books especially love stories and how happy she’s to get a new friend who happens to share the same hobby with her. I don’t fancy love stories because I can easily predict what’s gonna happen next like who wouldn’t? Besides, it’s kind of boring to read the same plot repeatedly; boy meeting the girl, girl meeting the boy, starting from simple infatuation to attraction, then one of’em will confess, and BAM! They start dating and blah blah blah. It’s predictable. I’d rather read genres like adventure, action, crime, thriller, fantasy, etc., where things’re not much predictable plus you’ve to use your brain. At least you can learn something new. “Here w

“You learned something? From him?” “Yes, we both learned a lot from each other. There are different genres in literature for a reason. And you can’t ignore the fact that romance is the most read genre in the world. There’s a reason why his books are so popular and if you look farther than your prejudice you will learn to appreciate them for the work of art that they are. That’s all I’m going to say…” Iori finished and spun around intending to leave only to feel his hand on her arm stopping her from leaving and turning her around to look at him. “No, wait!” He exclaimed and Iori flinched at his nearness.

“You're one of the strongest people I know. That's pretty fucking special.” My throat tightens. “You barely know me.” “I know enough.” His hand comes up to cup my face. “And I want to know more, everything.” “Everything?” I try to laugh, but it comes out shaky. “That's a lot of boring medical facts and romance novel opinions.” “Tell me anyway.” He settles back, pulling me with him. “What's your favorite book? And don't say a textbook.” I smile despite myself. “Okay. Um…Pride and Prejudice, probably. I know that's cliché.”

My entire family thought it was pink. “My favorite book?” “Romeo and Juliet,” he said, wrinkling his nose. I was taken aback, surprised he knew that, too. “Movie?” I knew I had a lot of favorites. Only You, The Princess Bride, Some Kind of Wonderful…the list went on. Even I couldn’t answer that question easily. I would be shocked if Travis could. He thought for a while. Then he said, Ever After.

Just random things that are worth talking about and worth remembering. "Oh, don't ask about my favorite when it comes to books. I can't choose. I have so many favorites, the number is rising every time I read a new one." I chuckled. Yeah, that's how engrossed I am with every book that gets my attention. I consider my collection as my babies and they are far more important than my clothes or any material thing that I have. "You are one hell of a book-lover, then." "Is that a bad thing?"

“Anything really. I like thrillers, horror, fantasy… and my favorite book… well, that depends, I guess.” “On what?” “What genre we’re talking about? In fantasy, I have to go with the classic Lord of the Rings. Neil Gaiman is another favorite, and of course, in horror, you can’t go wrong with Stephen King.” “Wow, impressive,” I replied, and Shaun looked almost bashful. “Yeah, my mom got me into a lot of that. She’s a big reader too.” We talked a little more about books before leaving the small restaurant. “Now, let’s see if we can fix our broken book,” Shaun said as he held my hand to the car.

Just random things that are worth talking about and worth remembering. "Oh, don't ask about my favorite when it comes to books. I can't choose. I have so many favorites, the number is rising every time I read a new one." I chuckled. Yeah, that's how engrossed I am with every book that gets my attention. I consider my collection as my babies and they are far more important than my clothes or any material thing that I have. "You are one hell of a book-lover, then." "Is that a bad thing?"

There could be a slip up, I might just mistakenly say something I'd rather not say. One more reason why it was a kind of safe space with Kunle and Sophia. We talk about everything and yet, nothing. "Well, All books, all genres except sad fictions. I don't understand why books would have sad endings. Books like All the bright colors, The fault in our stars, We were liars and co. I hate reading those kind of books. I prefer books like Eleanor and Park, Holding up the Universe, A very large expanse of sea. Generally, light novels that'd just make me smile. A sun is also a star, books with breathtaking ending that'd make you feel things."