Novel & Cerita Nice Novel

"What are you smiling about?" Nicole quietly watched the night outside the window. The whole thing still felt dreamlike. “Nothing.” At the secluded exchange site, Weasel practically drooled when he saw the Hummer. Anybody who could still get their hands on a working vehicle and afford to keep it running these days was definitely not ordinary. Nicole was a serious player. Weasel had always known she wasn't someone to underestimate. The problem was that she bargained like a shark and never let anybody walk away with an extra dime.

CLAIRE’S POV: “What are you doing on my desk?” I asked with a frown on my face. Nicole rose to her feet and walked around the room like she owned the place. She looked perfectly polished, confidently poised, and wearing heels that announced her presence with every click. Her honey-blonde curls bounced around her shoulders, and her lipstick was a bold, defiant red that matched the smug little smile on her face. “Morning,” she said sweetly as she stepped closer. “I hope I'm welcome.”

Cindy was tip toeing to look behind Richard while Nick had an expression of pure amusement. "Hello there." Nick looked like a child in christmas with a bunch of presents to open. He and Cindy stepped inside the lift and pressed the number 10. Fucking cockblockers. Every fucking time! "Cindy, I was reading this book. I saw reviews of it, right." Nick began and I just knew I wasn't going to like what he was going to say. "And I was just reading this part where the main character gets the girl into a lift and as soon as the doors close, bum! They start to make out. Hot, don't you think? Making out in a lift, wouldn't you say, Jen? Christian Grey style."

i answer with a smile and welcome him in. Nico is not bad looking and is exrtemly easy on the eyes. im a woman i can admit when someone other then my guys is atractive, and Nico is top tier hot for an older man. how much older, i have yet tofind out but he is much older then me. "I heard that the little bakery in town has the best bluebarry crumb cookies around" he says with a playful smile and a wink. "You had me bakery" i tell him with a small laugh.

Her name, Nicole Mendez - a famous supermodel who… I didn’t even know exist. She smiles warmly, extending a hand. "Marius, it's so nice to finally meet you." I shake her hand, offering a polite smile. "Nice to meet you too, Nicole." Our night starts off alright, far from bad. Nicole is engaging, her stories of traveling the world and her experiences as a supermodel are fascinating. I try to focus, nodding and smiling at the appropriate moments, but my heart isn't in it. I can’t help but compare her to Hazel, whose stories, no matter how mundane, have always captivated me.

he declares, slamming the door behind him. Slowly, I approach the door and cautiously step into the room. Nickolas is engrossed in sorting through his bags and pulling out clothes before heading to the bathroom. My eyes wander, taking in the expansive bed adorned with crisp white sheets and covers. Turning to my left, I'm met with a breathtaking sight—the cityscape illuminated with countless lights and towering skyscrapers. A gasp escapes me as I walk over to the bed, unable to tear my eyes away from the mesmerizing view. It seems that accompanying Nickolas isn't turning out as bad as I initially thought. Despite my reservations about joining him, the stunning view and the indulgence in good

"Pride and Prejudice. Again. I've probably read it twenty times she said with a smile, her voice filled with enthusiasm. Nicolas's eyes lit up. "You look like a wild reader” She nodded without hesitation, “Yesss, I love reading, like it is a very good thing.” She paused and added, “Do you read?” "Of course! Though I prefer dark academia fantasy, there's something about rules and magic that appeals to me." Nicolas leaned forward slightly, genuinely with a smile. "I love romance too. I have also read that book. The letter scene where Captain Wentworth pours out his heart was so nice

“Because I will say goodbye, then,” “Nuh-uh!” He chuckles. “Not yet. Amuse me first,” I close my eyes because I am smiling like an idiot. My heart feels giddy, and I want to squeal like a teenager. “Hmm...” I press my lips, thinking fast of something that would amuse him. “Well, Stella made me read a part of her novel, and it was...” I bite my lower lip. I open my eyes, and I can see some stars fading their glow.

She raised her brows. “Seriously?” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Yes, seriously! Ah yous should check it out too, come I’ll read it out to you, it’s great!” She clapped her hands in excitement. “No thank you, you know I don’t read romance,” He shook his head. “But it’s a unique one,” She protested, “A popular mystery/thriller writer is thrown inside her own novel! How cool is that?” “Hmm?” he raised his brows. “Did it pick your interest?” She wiggled her brows. “Ah, the guy has the same name as you, by the way,” She added.

But she needed answers. --- The following morning, when Ethan was out gathering firewood, Lena took the opportunity to nose around the cabin. It was rustic but comfortable, with modern amenities blended in very unobtrusively with the natural surroundings. In the study, she encountered a bookshelf containing novels and travel books. Among them, there was a book that stood out: The Art of Deception. It did not match the other books. She became interested and pulled out the book from the bookshelf. Leafing through the book, she let a piece of crumpled paper fall out, wafting towards the floor.