Novel William Novels & Stories

Jenny is surprised at William's sudden pain and tightens her grip on her lance, instinctively looking around for any wolves or monsters that might attack them. However, she sees no wolves or other monsters, but senses a trace of dark magic belonging to the gray wolf on William's body. She wonders if William is like Andrew, with a weak constitution that becomes infected with dark magic if he stays too long in the magic-infused forest. But isn't William the male lead in the novel. Why is William so weak? Or was he injured before he came to bother her?

She told me that there will be a design competition in two months and she is preparing for it. Tired. Her attitude was very relaxed, as if Will was really an ordinary work partner of hers, rather than the ex- girlfriend I heard, dared to take home, and made trouble in the house. People will always be emotionally affected by things around them. Just like yesterday, I started a narrative novel with a sad theme. When I finished reading it at night, my whole body was exuding negative energy. It seems that I can find a little bit of my past in the heroine, but if I think about it carefully, I can see how we are similar.

William asked, his voice softening. Camelia blinked, the mention of their meta-narrative catching her off guard. "The novel? William, that was a game we played to survive the isolation. It’s not real." "Isn't it?" William moved a step closer, close enough that he could smell the faint scent of jasmine and ozone that always clung to her. "For ten years, we’ve been writing this story. The Architect and the Ghost. In the beginning, they were trying to find each other. Then they were trying to save the world. But in the final chapters, the Architect realizes that while he was trapped in his cage, the Ghost became the warden."

Bring up William about an incident at school not long ago. “But you're not at all surprised when you see me, Will.” James 'surprise plan failed, it was because William had heard first of James' return from Anthony. “By the way, what are you doing? Aahh..." James quickly regretted asking, because the answer was very clear. Although this weekend William locked himself in a room busy studying. Yeah, otherwise it wouldn't be him named William Daniel. No one knows how many thousands of exercise books he spent on his exercise scribbles.

You can sneak into his room and try your luck tonight though, so that you can have a story to tell as well. Women can be stupid, always after dirty and powerful men like William knowing very well that they will only use them. I do not want a mate. They make a wolf weak. William is obsessed with sex and women that he does not care about anything else other than creating havoc all over in search of these women.

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she motioned to the novelette in her hands vaguely, “…well, I was just reading. Is Athena not with you, dear?” “Nah,” he plopped down next to her never mind that he had to squeeze in on the seat just to get comfortable, and she instinctively leaned the book closer to his direction to let him see what she was reading. He hummed, fingers glossing over the cover for a moment as he examined it, “…the book's pretty I guess. Oh, wow… why won’t they make book covers like this anymore?” She shrugs. “A Grim Fairytale: The Story of Corruption… sounds pretty dark, if you ask me. Not my type but was the story that good?” William asks, raising an eyebrow at her, his voice a touch teasing, “You looked pre

For a woman with a sweet smile and beautiful face even with her age, looks could be deceiving, and if I'm not an assassin used to seeing women the size of an eleven-year-old child decapitate a grown man in two seconds flat on regular basis then I won't believe that the nice woman walking beside me was capable of such brutality. “Why?” I'm not a nosy person but I can't help but ask. The moment I stepped foot in the King and Queen's room blood was already pooling on the carpet below the bed and the king was already blankly staring at nothingness. But when I tried to reach for the letter beside him, his bleeding hand gripped mine tightly, his mouth opening and closing in garbled words I could n

He pursed his lips to keep himself from laughing in front of me. When the elevator rang again, I made sure we were on the right floor before exiting. I ignored him as we walked to his office. “Oh, what are we going to do here?” I asked him while raising eyebrows. “Let's talk,” my eyes widened at what he said. Those words are familiar. I always read that in novels! When the male protagonist said that, he knew what was next. I hugged myself. I hope not! But wait, are you sure you are the protagonist? I let go of myself. You're too assuming, Nola.