Movie The Little Black Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 So that interview was an absolute train wreck. I was practically melting into Mr Black's embrace. I'm so pathetic. I groaned having flashbacks of the interview, most of my reactions making me cringe. Was I really that desperate for a job? Is that seriously the reason why I was practically drooling over the Damon Black? I didn't know how I particularly felt about getting cozy with my boss, something about him just threw me off balance.

" She says and I shake my head. The Film is based off a Horror novel; BEFORE DARK. Katie already read the book. She's a basic nerd which is understandable since she's a Writer. I only read it well tried to when Voltage brought the contract to me. "Haven't you already read the book?" I question. I push my empty plate forward then wrapped my finger around my glass of milk. "Yeah but I still don't want you spoiling the movie for me." She says with a shrug. I roll my eyes.

We pulled off into the night. ********* It was late when I got home. The silence in my apartment greeted me like an old friend. I dropped my bag by the door, kicked off my shoes, and walked straight to the shelf where I kept my files. I pulled out the one I needed. It had Luca De Rossi's name printed on the cover. I sat down and flipped it open. Flight records. From New York to London. Two tickets. One for Luca. One for Maria. That alone raised questions. But then the photos.

She always responded with a smile, watching us joke around with whatever she thought. Had she known? Night fell, and the sound of the roaring wind crawled into my ears. I opened my eyes, rolling lazily off the bed. The room was dark, but I could see perfectly like it was day. "Emily…" a masculine voice reached out to me. I searched the room with my eyes, the sight of a black-covered book coursing through. I could remember the book from the hospital desk but I hadn’t brought it home. How did it get here? The book looked disheveled, big, and had a strange inscription on it. I didn't remember buying such a book, nor had I seen it in Dad's hands.

Those people stormed into his club and from the looks of it, they didn't seem to be the nicest by their face tattoos and black leather jackets. It was as though I was watching a mafia movie which made my heart especially pound louder in my chest. "We need to go" Vincent barely even let his words sink in before pulling my arm and I sprinted right behind him. The gunshots kickstarted a second later and we ended up running in the direction opposite it. I had several question marks knit between my brows but in that moment, I just followed Vincent.

Gah, she hoped so. “I don’t want to take up too much of your time. I’m sure you’re busy.” “No, that’s fine,” Mia replied, her stomach sinking. Maybe this woman was simply calling to try and sell Mia something or to do one of those phone survey things. “How can I help you?” “Have you heard of ‘Little Black Book?’” Harley asked. “The new women’s magazine?” Mia asked, her heart jumping into her throat. “That’s the one,” Harley replied and it sounded like she had a smile on her face.

Of course, he was still mulling over his brother’s apparent desire to take liberties with h– Noah sighed, ‘That movie was crap... no wonder the cinema was half empty…’ (￢з￢) Blackie, “…” (–_ლ) Blackie lit a candle to himself, for he felt that for every day he spent by his new host’s side, another one of his logic circuits died.

He said, not sounding convinced. I turned my back away from him to face his bedside table and grabbed a book. I read the title, ‘See You In My Dreams’. Oh, I know this! “Hey, I’ve watched a movie version of this book! I didn’t know it was based on a novel. It was a great murder mystery film. And the plot twist was amazing! Did you know that the main character—”

There were neat, small sticky notes poking out from almost every single chapter. I opened to the first marked page. In Maverick’s handwriting, there was a note that read: “Does page 14 mean the data moves faster if you shorten the string? Let me know if I got that right.” I stared at the note, my heart feeling so light that I felt like a teenager again. I looked up at him, completely stunned. "Maverick... did you buy a coding textbook?"

Just now, it striked me as kinda unfair given that the cameras would be around much more than David would be, but hey. As I climbed out of his truck without so much as a good-bye and slammed the door, I reminded myself again. I agreed to this. THIS IS THE END OF DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS BOOK SERIES 1. THE NEXT SERIES WILL BE UPDATED SOON KEEP CHECKING AND SUPPORT ME.