Nailing It Book Novels & Stories

The business class seats on the train were really spacious. I ordered a cup of hot milk. My phone screen lit up with a bank notification saying the payment had failed. Immediately after, countless unfamiliar numbers started blowing up my phone. After putting it on silent, I slipped on an eye mask and settled in for a nap. I could already picture the scene back at the restaurant. … Third-Person POV The waiter walked into the private room with the long bill. "Sir, your total comes to 86 thousand dollars. Will that be cash or card?"

It was Damian Knight’s voice when he said, “You belong to me.” Because a part of her believed him. And a darker part didn’t want to argue. She stood restlessly and wandered the room. Her fingers trailed along the bookshelves. Most were hardbound. Thick, glossy, untouched. Titles like Power & Play, Behavioral Strategy, and Psychology of Loyalty. One book was crooked. She tilted her head. It was the only one not aligned with the rest. She reached out. Pulled it. Nothing happened. No secret door. No dramatic reveal.

Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other. “So, you also read that book-” “Yeah, I got into it after a friend of mine recommended it to me.” “Isn’t it a great book.” “Yeah, I got hooked on it after reading the first chapter.” “bla-bla-bla” Both continued to talked to each other and enjoyed their conversation. “I was feeling an awkward atmosphere growing between our table so I was gonna try to start a conversation but when you brought out your book, I was just surprised to see a person reading it.” The girl said.

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‌ Ned, the quintessential nerd with an unerring knack for inconvenient facts, chimed in, "According to the 'Hostage Situation Handbook,' attempts at self-liberation usually yield limited success." ‌ The jock looked at Ned funny. “Dude, stop it with your creepy personality! It’s freaking out even me!” ‌ The IT guy just shrugged his shoulder with a smirk that was too charismatic for his unlovable face, indicating that he had no plan of doing so. ‌

People moved around them, their faces aglow with purpose and connection. Nathan observed a young man seated at a nearby bench, engrossed in a book. The title was discernible from where he stood - "Mastering Mental Resilience." Nathan exchanged a knowing smile with Miranda. They had distributed copies of the book during their event. It was a compilation of stories, experiences, and practical advice on mental wellness, created by individuals from their community center.

She meticulously crafted each chapter, weaving together practical advice, personal anecdotes, and thought-provoking exercises. The book, titled "Leading with Authenticity: Unleashing the Power of Genuine Leadership," became a bestseller shortly after its release. Leaders from all walks of life resonated with Luna's message and the principles she espoused. The book became a guidebook for those who sought to lead with authenticity and make a meaningful impact in their organizations and communities.

I said and hit him with the book. "Let's Mio handle this Jasral, let's see what she can do." Nathan said while looking at me with a smile. "It's really just that you two haven't realized the truth in a long time!" Said and turned to reading the book. "It's Nek you're making it longer." Nathan said. "It's Nek you're making it longer." I repeat what he says that make him annoyed. "Stop it, witch." He said that he was really annoyed now.

He dug his nails into his balled palm and screamed some more. He was a monster, a monster who nearly sucked the life out of Giselle. Turning to the nearest tree, he began throwing punch after punch at it, anger flowing through every punch. He poured all the negative emotions through each punch and scream. Would it ever stop? Would he ever be less of the monster he didn't want to be?

she explained, picking the book up. “So I’ll look into the unbinding if you want to check that book about our mate bond.” she suggested. “Divide and conquer. An excellent strategy.” I nodded, picking up the mate book. I sighed, settling into the sofa starting to flip through the pages. This book was impressive. Not just the magic but the amount of research and effort that went into finding all this.