My All-time Favourites Novels & Stories

“They support the Manchester United. But anyway. Before you ask, my favorite film is any of the Bond films. My favorite band is Coldplay. My favorite song by them is Sky Full of Stars.” “Why?” “Why is it my favorite song?” “Yep.” “Because it reminds me of you.” I opened my mouth then closed it again as a flush rose in my cheeks. Ivan watched me with great amusement and went on. “My favorite beer is Budweiser, my favorite non-alcoholic drink is fresh orange juice, and my favorite thing to do on a hot day is drink beer.”

There was none as her. “You,” I said in a whispered tone. She looked up at me, “common be serious Artemis. I’m not even going to be angry if I wasn't. I'd be glad to be in the list,” she told me, persuading me to speak my mind but I just spoke my mind. “It’s you Freya, you’re my favourite thing and person on this planet,” I insisted. She brought her fingers to her lips and chortled, “it’s you from the moment I laid my eyes on you, it’s always been you.”

I looked at my dress again, “I do not understand what you mean. This happens to be one of my favourite dresses. Roy got it for me some months back.” “And this man claims he loves you? Honey, that's a hideous dress.” I rolled my eyes, “fortunately for the dress and I, we do not need your opinion. I love the dress and I'm going in it. Besides, I do not have the time to change.” Jax tilted his head and looked at me from head to toe with a frown that really got to my nerves. “This is possibly gonna be the best day of my life and all you can do is criticise me?” I pouted, “what kind of a best friend are you?”

he said. "Dylan, go to hell! I'm not one of your toys." I yelled before slipping off my robe and entering the shower. Yep. If Dylan's father didn't own a car production company, I'd swear he was in the mafia. Dylan changed girls like underwear and has never had a proper relationship. He was six years older than me—which I knew since, as I already stated, Elliot was my best friend. A stupid part of me used to think he'd marry me. I knew his mother's favorite color. I knew what his father was allergic to, Sandra called me insane. And, honestly, I'm beginning to believe her.

“if you take me everywhere you go and I take you everywhere I go, you will definitely make gay men straight. So, as much as I love you, it’s best we don’t try that” “Jealous that I will steal your spotlight, huh?”, Sarah laughed. “you don’t know the half of it. That’s why I know Handel was a fool to let you go. You are one hell of a package. Package that ought to be kept close. He is a big idiot”, Pierce said, shaking his head. Sarah sighed.

I sighed finally remembering Melanie's words. " Mira...is your favourite colour still pink?" She laughed"of course not it's red silly" I smiled. "Oh yeah it is " playing a music on the radio, loud enough for her to ask about the noise I replied " it's your favourite musicians the beetles" I heard her laugh Soo hard" ofcourse it would have been the Beatles if I was born in those days.....My favorite musician is Sia.. remember house on fire?" I felt stupid, how could I forget.

Elliott was taken aback. "You gave me a mug that cost 19.99 dollars with free shipping, because there was a discount if you bought two. You gave the other one to Emily. You took me out to an expensive restaurant once because your company gave you a coupon that was about to expire and you didn't want it to go to waste. You gave me a shirt that Emily couldn't fit into." The color drained from his face, turning from red to white. "Your phone doesn't have my fingerprint saved. There are no pictures of me on your social media. Your friends don't even know I exist. You claim you love me, but what you love is just having someone love you."

She turned towards Claire who was also busy just like the other students, drooling over Mr grumpy. "So he is the " London Malik" huh?" She retorted. "Shocking right? I intentionally skipped the part of him being the most handsome dude on the planet, I wanted it to be a huge surprise," Claire replied not sparing her a glance, her eyes were glued to the glamorous figure standing at the podium. "You know, this is not my first time of seeing him but it always feels like it, geez, how can someone be this cute," she squealed sheepishly.

"Is there truly no other way? Justin is my only child. How am I supposed to go on living if something goes wrong with him, Ms. Merrow?" It was only because I saw how much she loved her son and that her nature was good that I put aside the past to save Justin that one time. It was also exactly at that very moment of weakness that it almost made me repeat the disastrous mistakes of my past life. I probably would have been dead if Diana hadn't shown up when she did.

I said in a measured tone, not wanting to reveal the excitement filling my body. And then, I walked out the door with a pep in my step. ~Present Day~ I'm sitting at my writing desk, staring out of the window. But something popped into my brain, a distant memory, which brought so many emotions to the forefront of my mind. Adam, my best friend. Oh, how I miss him! The last time we saw each other was ten years ago! I thought, inhaling and exhaling, trying to dispel it. Yet, it was no use. It kept on reappearing each time with a vengeance.