Nerd Novels Novels & Stories

"I haven't seen this in a while," It was a novel. Liane Moriarty book. Big Little Lies. "You read that stuff?" "Yeah, but I can't read Novels— On my own," Her face showed something close to pain as she flipped through the pages with a small smile on her face. "I can only read it around Marcos and the idiot always has me repeating words just to get me pissed—" Slowly, the smile died away. Paris could tell she remembered she wasn't talking to him. Now, he wanted to know why. It was clear it hurt her to be away from him.

he suddenly asked. Phoenix almost spilled the alcohol out of his mouth. Daniel chuckled. “I’m too old, boy. I can tell if a man was obsessed with a woman with just one look.” Obsessed? He’s obsessed with that stripper? Not a chance. Nic wanted to laugh. That’s ridiculous. He doesn’t even know that woman! “No, Dad. You’re mistaken. There is no woman. It’s just work, I swear.” He winced. “And now you sounded defensive.” Daniel let out a chuckle.

He was not about to listen to the disgusting details. Nero rolled his eyes. “Fucking nun,” he muttered under his breath. There was a beat of silence. Somewhere behind the racks a fan kicked on, a measured whir. Nero’s mind worked feverishly. He seemed calm on the outside, but he struggled under the weight of another emotion that he never used to feel before. Guilt.

"Someone needs to remind Elias Vance that he actually exists. Give the scholarship nerd a story to tell his grandkids." I turned my head toward the shadows. Sitting on a rotting log near the edge of the woods was Elias. He had a textbook open on his lap, the glow of the fire reflecting off his thick glasses. He was wearing that same charcoal hoodie—the one with the frayed strings and the faint smell of old library books. He was the definition of 'low-class.' "One minute," I whispered. "Then I get my car back and we never mention this again." I walked toward him, the grass catching at my expensive heels. With every step, the music from the party faded, replaced by the crackle of dry leaves. I

Make him know what it feels like to be bitter, and when she's done, he's going to wish he was never born. His name is Rory John Gate and she's going to be his nightmare." She finishes speaking and finally looks over at the little girl and she is already asleep and she gets up and lays a soft kiss on her head and cover her up with the bedsheets, before walking out of the room. Authors message: Hello and welcome to the sequel of Little Nerdy Nightmare I hope you really like the beginning, if you did, leave a review. Love you guys

“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”

It seems like they just really want to release the heat in their bodies. I shook my head and went back to my seat while waiting for the boss to finish whatever he was doing. Maybe if he saw me peeking at him, I'll be told the greatest gossiper. Well, I really like to gossip but only in the boss's sex life. When I sat in the chair I immediately picked up my phone and opened it. I opened the group chat. I arched my left eyebrow because the group's name was different again! It used to be called Green Goddess because the members of this group are all beautiful but their minds were very dirty like they think green. And now the name is GG TULFO.

Yardley Novellas: A Season in Hell by Kenneth W. Cain Quiet Places: A Novella of Cosmic Folk Horror by Jasper Bark The Final Reconciliation by Todd Keisling Run to Ground by Jasper Bark Devourer of Souls by Kevin Lucia Apocalyptic Montessa and Nuclear Lulu: A Tale of Atomic Love by Mercedes M. Yardley Wind Chill by Patrick Rutigliano Little Dead Red by Mercedes M. Yardley Sleeper(s) by Paul Kane Stuck On You by Jasper Bark Anthologies:

There wasn't a single dress. Aiden was into girly girls who liked to dress up and get their nails done. The pretty dolls with warm holes. But the girl on the bed was no less than a nerd. Plain. Simple. Something got his attention. There was a shelf on the wall above the bed's headboard and it was full of fictional novels, mangas, and comics. His brow shot up, almost all of them were R-rated. That was a bit interesting. So she did know about such stuff. He thought she was a prude after the kiss the way she reacted.

I said clutching my stomach and arching my back. Both Adrien and Brittney looked at me. Adrien annoyed that I have destroyed the mood and Brittney irritated that Adrien stopped. "Why is the nerd here?" Scoffed Britney with a look of disgust. "Did you came to watch you pervert?" "No, just imagining you to kissing makes me disgusted, and now that I actually saw the scenario, I just want it out of my head. I'm forever traumatized," I said. I stood up straight and rubbed my temple with my eyes closed. Sometimes you just need to take a break from people's imagination.