Nothing's-wrong Book Novels & Stories

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.

I pleaded once more. "Just unfreeze the cards so I can settle the bills." "Your excuses are pathetic." Huxley snorted and hung up just like that. I trembled with rage and tried calling again, only to discover I'd been blocked. Just then, I received a message from Jennifer through WhatsApp. It was a short video. The video depicted Jennifer and Huxley passionately kissing in the office as if no one else existed. "Stop calling. Interrupting someone while they're blowing off steam is a crime worthy of death."

, I greeted him by kissing him on his forehead. "Waleikum salaam, Mamma", he says smiling. But I knew that the smile he gave me wasn't a happy one. "Are you done with your work? I wanted to talk to you", I asked him. He nodded and placed his books on the corner of his desk. He then turned to face me. I took his hands with mine and smiled before starting to talk. "What's wrong my prince? I know that something is bothering you. Tell me. I might know what to do", I tell him. "You can tell me anything you want and I promise I won't be mad at you", I added.

--- For the first time, they didn't have to solve anything. --- Save anything. --- Understanding nothing. --- They could simply be. --- In the afternoon, they sat in the library. --- Between the shelves. --- Where the years had once stood. --- Most of the books were still there. --- But one was missing. --- Just one. --- The book titled: --- Those Who Stayed --- It had vanished. --- Months ago. --- No one knew where it had gone. --- And somehow, that didn't bother anyone. --- For some stories wanted to wander on.

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Chapter 134: The Day Nothing Happened Spring arrived quietly. The snow melted. The trees bloomed. The city exchanged gray skies for sunlight. Life continued. Months had passed since the end of the dream. Months since the final choice. Months since reality had stepped beyond the cycle. And on a perfectly ordinary Tuesday morning— nothing happened. Absolutely nothing. No emergencies. No strange messages. No unexpected revelations. Just a normal day. Ama woke up late.

“His whole herd. One walked into the church the next morning during the preacher’s sermon.” “One cow out of the whole herd. And that was awesome. Barbara Jo Andrews was in the middle of singing her solo piece.” “Uh-huh. How about the chick who was all over the tabloids because she said you knocked her up?” “And I didn’t knock her up, did I? I didn’t even sleep with her. And I wrap my junk, thank you very much. The last thing I need are a bunch of little Aidens running around.” “That’s the last thing this world needs,” Noah replies. “What about the time you streaked Coach Hardy’s front lawn?”

“How long would you be borrowing these?” I take the books back to the desk and begin to pen down her details. I record the date and the book info, my hand shaking slightly. I wait for her to crack a joke or complain about the traffic. Nothing. “Did I do something wrong?” The question comes out of my mouth before I can stop it, desperate. “Nope,” she answers. Her voice is monotonous, stripped of its usual warmth. “Just ‘nope’? Are you sure? If I overstepped with the business advice or if something happened with the deal...”

Not even remotely. “What kind of joke is this?” I muttered under my breath. I flipped through a few more pages for good measure, but there was nothing. Absolutely nothing that had anything to do with me or that strange power surge or… whatever had happened. Just random stories, myths, legends… beasts that belonged in bedtime stories, not real life. My irritation finally snapped. I slammed the book shut, harder than necessary. The sound echoed through my room, and a puff of dust burst into the air.

At least there, I can have peace. When I arrived at the garden, I felt the peace hugging me. 'Finally.' Away from those stabbing gazes, away from that annoying expression of Rosine, away from that indifferent male lead. Amongst the books I brought with me, there's one with an inconspicuous book with a simple red cover. "From One Space to Another" is the title of the book. It is a romance story about a girl who can teleport from one place to another and a boy who was from another parallel universe.

*You have no idea what others are dealing with in their personal life so just be nice, its that simple! This book is a complete work of fiction, No name, event or happening in this book are real. If any is found common or same as real life event or happening, then it is coincidental and shouldn't be taken personally or seriously. I apologize in advance for any error you may find in this book. Please constructive comments are welcomed, (I'll reply) but any annoying comment would be ignored and deleted. 💛 Flourish Ruth Felix (also known as love_richie)