My One And Only Book Novels & Stories

“Maybe I should try him out too because it looks like he left a good impression on you. You’ve been smiling all morning. Should I be worried?” We both burst into laughter, shaking our heads as we finished setting the table. “Get some more plates here,” Mrs. Denver instructed. It was unfortunate that a woman so influential and beautiful, even in her fifties, was single. I had done some digging and learned she had only one child and had been divorced for a long time. The maids suddenly scrambled toward the grand doors, lining up in a neat row. I followed suit, unsure why, but I wasn’t about to stand out on my first day. Getting sent back to Hong Kong was not an option.

“And I still prefer that but trust me, I read the book. It was literally the first book I’d read in my whole life.” “You are exaggerating but fine. What was the name of the book then?” “Let’s see if i remember,” Seb racked his brain. “It had a tacky title but it still managed to catch my eye.” “Tacky title?” Alex laughed. “Isn’t a bit too much to come from someone who literally knows nothing about books.” “I don’t know. It just seemed that way to me,” he shrugged. “Right, I finally remember. It was titled ‘In One Month’.”

So, borrowing from the Spanish I am saying Sólo se vive una vez. And I am going to do that by saying a gazillion yes to the man that has me in his arms. Once again, I might be crazy, but, maybe blame Vegas?

I honestly do. With that being said, I'll reiterate it once again: THIS IS BOOK ONE. I'd really appreciate it if you didn't leave one star ratings because this book is over. If there are any questions you'd like to ask, contact me in the GoodNovel Facebook group or dm me on my Twitter page @JanileMiracle

I bit my lips and blinked a few times before asking, “You’re not saying this because you believe it’s what I want to hear, right?” “I swear on my mother’s grave that I am genuinely curious about what you found out in these books.” I drew a deep breath and nodded, collecting the rest in his hands. “Okay, the first book in the sequence is ‘Finding the One’.” I flipped the pages open, and Aaron once again leaned against his desk, his attention fixed on me. “Young boy Ralph had wanted one thing for the longest time. His mother always told him that finding love was a beautiful thing. It was important to find the one on time, she would always say.”

In the end, the inquisitive one won but first, I listened for footsteps and when I could make out none, I got off the bed and went for the book, flicking its first page open. The only person who could give me a book was Zena but it was also weird, what kind of book it was. It wasn’t the usual one we both read and enjoyed. It was some sort of self-help book and its title was even more weird. “Kicking trauma’s butt with style!”

he said and smiled. I just slightly nooded at him. "There's no use of covering it. Just order something for me. I'm hungry. I haven't had breakfast yet. Also, get Colleen Hoover's 'It ends with us' book for me, please. " Many people say that the book is a sad story, so I will try it. I really like novels with a sad theme. Maybe because I've experienced sadness and pain in my life, that's why I have the same taste when it comes to books.

We had arrived just before two, had showered and were getting ready to go to bed after deciding to grab some water together and chat in the living room. Milo had shown herself to the guestroom minutes later, and after a while, I went to my bedroom then put on my favourite red silky pyjamas. -Alone at last!- I smiled, and then I flipped my tied hair over my shoulders then plopped my body on the bed. I opened my bedside drawer and removed my favourite hard covered book, it had a deep purple hardcover with brown vine-like structures in the book. The title of the book was, 'My Last Wish'.

That's it, that was the moment she knew, he was the man she would feel proud to call hers. Byron knew his love was one-sided. He knew, to whom did her heart belong to. Yet, he couldn't give up. His heart didn't allow him to. Since she was still single, he had a little ray of hope peeking out from the dark clouds. He just had to keep on trying. Because he had decided, Scarlet was going to be his. By tit or by tat. ...

A flowing red dress framed my figure, and every careful stroke showed the artist's affection toward me. The artist was Anthony, and the title read, "My Only Muse". A hand-painted portrait carried a weight and romance that no confession could match. The entire social circle was in an uproar, shocked that Anthony, who had always been notoriously wild and arrogant, could fall so deeply for a woman. No one expected that after three years of living in the shadows, I would return, looking vibrant and more breathtaking than ever. Comment after comment calling us a perfect match flooded in, each one landing like a blow, leaving Caleb unable to stay composed.