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Instead, I would be grounded for a month rather than get nightmares for a year. There was dust on it. The particles made me cough as I blew to brush it off, only to inhale. I read the title as if it was in an ancient language. "Amihan," I whisper in the ancient tongue, pronouncing the word. It wasn't hard. Nay taught me a few letters of the ancient language, so reading the title of this book came in handy. Now here comes the fun part. I open the book to the first page and read the passage.

I pulled out the top drawer and found out he actually brought two novels. "Wanted you to make a choice" he said as he took notice of my surprise. It was very thoughtful of him and I thought he was being a sweet, elder brother but I ended up just saying "I see" I got out the two. One had a dark paperback and was titled 'lovelorn' by a certain Loveth Brown. I felt the publisher could have done better and I didn't quite like the title. It seems to already tell the whole story. So whatever it is that she wrote in the 249 pages of the book, would only modify that word. I couldn't subject myself to read what I already think I know how the plot would go and probably how it would end. I know they sa

I stuffed the last piece of clothing into the suitcase and snapped it shut, then I looked around the apartment. Having lived here for five years, my presence was everywhere, from the paintings on the walls to the throw pillows on the couch and the plants on the balcony. Now, those very details felt like a cruel joke. I wheeled my suitcase toward the living room and paused to look at the calendar. New Year’s Day was tomorrow. A fresh start and a brand-new year. Without hesitation, I reached for my phone and reserved a seat on the first high-speed train heading to Cedar Hollow, my hometown.

The sun had set. Alexis ‘Lexi’ Brown looked at her cellphone. She was only a few minutes away from her destination. Lexi had become a travel blogger and writer after her mother had won the state lottery six months ago. Lexi’s mother had split the eighty-four million dollar jackpot with her daughters.

Janice yelled, throwing a book at him. "Janice! That's my Dan Brown book. How many times have I told you to not throw my books?" I shouted, running and picking up the book. "Look now the cover is folded." I said, showing her the red folded cover of The Da Vinci Code. She rolled her eyes. "It's just a book Joanna," "Exactly! A book!" I exclaimed, trying to straighten the cover. "You know how possessive she is of her books. Not one mark on them." Brittany reminded Janice. In return she just rolled her eyes again.

Mary had had enough of the tour; it was only making her realize how poor she was in comparison to him, and she was just ready to sleep the day off. But she couldn’t resist the beautiful patio she had walked by earlier, so she walked towards it and sat down on the chair. A book had fallen off the chair, and she picked it up, taking an interest in it. And so, Mary dug into "Angels and Demons," the fictional book by Dan Brown. So lost was she in the book that she tuned out everything, flipping each page with urgency. The honking of a car distracted Mary, and that was the only time she looked up. The sun's intensity had reduced, and cool air was blowing.

I would love to know what you love about this book. My new book, "The Don's Runaway Bride," will be live soon on the Goodnovel app. Meanwhile, here is a sneak peek of a few chapters of the book. . . The Don's Runaway Bride . Today is the worst day of my life! Maybe I should rephrase that. Today is one of the worst days of my life. Because I’m very certain that with my present predicament, there will be days worse than this.

Hard. Jason staggered back, stunned, and before he could recover, the other men scrambled like rats, trying to put on their clothes. Brown didn’t even flinch—he just started cuffing them one by one, shouting out their rights with each click of metal. He didn’t come alone. He had brought enough handcuffs, just like Lucian had advised. Two of the reporters couldn’t take it. They turned away and threw up, gagging violently. I didn’t blame them. I was barely holding myself together.

To My Beloved Enemy (The Browns #4) Synopsis Sara Brown is an unstoppable, irresistible heiress—the most sought-after single woman in the city with suitors eager to fulfill her every whim. But Sara's world flips upside down when she finds out that her childhood best friend, Lawrence Lewis, is not only getting married without inviting her but has also become a total stranger to her.

Amber Brown I thought about Dylan insistently throughout the journey home, it was very strange the way things were going, I don't know how far his madness goes, or maybe I underestimated his desire for revenge. I never expected this from him, not from the Dylan I had a relationship with years ago.