Not Your Just Because Novel Novels & Stories

Then, it just froze and asked Ernesta back, “Weird how?” “Don't you think it's kind of illogical?” After checking its system data, 001 came up with an answer, “Did you forget, master? This is a romance novel world, and romance novels don't need to make too much sense. All the stuff that happens is just meant to make the main characters fall in love.” Ernesta had never read a romance novel, so she didn't get it. But she had a completely different explanation than 001.

This mate bond was a lot of hassle already. "Where do you think you're going?" Delia scoffed, her voice dripping with condescension. "Running away from your mate, are you?" I sighed, feeling a mix of annoyance and frustration rise within me. Delia and Janie were just as irritating as each other, but they couldn't seem to understand my perspective on the bond. Clearly, their lives had always revolved around finding their mates and conforming to pack expectations, but I wasn't about to do the same.

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

"I wasn't planning anything special. I just wanted to stay late and type away at my keyboard. Didn't I make my love of overtime clear to you yesterday? Shane clenched his teeth. "It was never anything special. Staying back is just part and parcel of your job." He turned his head away, stubborn as ever. "Well, Mr. Lawson, I really love this keyboard. It makes me enjoy staying late. It's like it gives me superpowers." I let out a small smile. 'He wouldn't fire me just for not changing my keyboard, right?' I wondered. "So, you like staying late? Fine, come work in my office. We'll see who can last longer!" he said before slamming the papers on his desk in front of me.

If she hadn't pushed you, none of this would've happened. I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, the hesitation was gone. Leaving was the right call. *** For a week, Troy didn't come home. He sent one message—the day Ellie landed in the hospital. [Because of your shove, her fracture turned into a full break. Belinda, I never knew you were this cold. So cold I'm starting to question whether being with you was ever the right choice.] I was already leaving, but yeah—it still stung.

I am here because you are. Yours, Winnie, your author.

It was written by Margarette Nielsen. Hmmm. I don't mean to judge the protagonist, but isn't it a shallow reason to get yourself killed? Ugh, how insensitive am I? Maybe, I have the guts to say this cause I never had my heart broken, I am an NBSB (No boyfriend since birth) kind of gal. So I don't know anything about heartaches and heart breaks. Therefore, I don't know her pain. I felt sorry for judging this book easily. So, to bring back its value, I decided to buy and read it. It will be my first time to read this kind of story; I was more on fiction-fantasy.

"I am not even comparing you to anyone because there's really nothing to compare about. You're beautiful the way you are. They're just celebrities, so what?" “Jesus Christ Milo, I’m literally a nobody. I don't write songs and make millions of money from it. I don't model for any expensive brands or be in a reality show, or, or own a fashion line, and I don't get paid millions for wearing designer’s clothes. I don't strut my stuff on the runway. I don't do any of those. So why me? Why did--" "That's exactly why I chose you." He cuts me off. "Because you're different from all of them."

I’ve already come this far, why not? Chapter 1:5 Why Not, Xoxo Nyx

The Bonding Love (Ver. English) Writer by Mamaya Writer This novel is written solely from the imagination of the writer. The plot, location, culture, beliefs, religion, and characters do not exist. Dear readers, please use discretion when reading. It's all just a hypothesis to write it all over again. Prologue In the year 199X,