Novel William Novels & Stories

the lord is with thee blessed are… “ I asked you to have dinner with me “ and he walks off Well that's reassuring, at least the world isn't ending “Helloooo I've been speaking girl , that was Williams wasn't it ?” “ Sorry I forgot you were on the line” “Bitch… So you're having dinner together?” “ Yeah I guess … I mean what's the harm?” “ Oh my God “ she says laughing” there's going to be a story soon . I should write a book” “ Relax runner, it's just dinner” “ Yeah that's how it starts …then it'll be just dinner and sex and dinner and sex leads to marriage.”

“Good…you are the author of the story about Denzel hitting his maid, aren’t you?” William didn’t hesitate. “Yes.” “How did you know?” “Eva…Eva gave me the story. She said it was authentic and all I had to do was write.” The man hesitated. “How did she know?” The hot tong neared him and William calculated that he had barely a minute before his face got smeared by the daunting object. “I don’t know! I swear it,” he cried. “You don’t?” “I swear it!” “How could a writer be so careless?!”

She would usually do it herself but now that she wasn't here, Anthony felt lost. He decided to distract himself from thinking about her by watching some TV, but it got boring real soon. "Mr. DeMarco, sorry to bother you again." It was the housekeeper again. Anthony looked at her. "You are not bothering me. Is there something wrong?" he asked. "No sir, nothing is wrong. I just found this book lying on the ground. I figured it could be something important, so I thought I would give this to you," she said and handed him a red leather-bound book that looked like a journal.

waited. There was some slight irritation where the laser was hitting him but other than that, nothing. Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared. He felt like there was something new inside his head. The robotic voice came again and gave further instructions. "Please close your eyes and concentrate. Imagine a safe place, any place, you are standing inside it. No one else can get in here, this is your personal palace..." Somehow Sheng Chen could feel himself falling asleep. The robotic voice sounded a bit hypnotic and Sheng Chen couldn't help but follow its directions. He did as told but after several minutes nothing happened. He kept trying over and over again and finally after a full hour h

Thereafter, he returned to his office and called him back. (Thank you for your Love and Time so far. Continue Reading THE RETURN OF GENERAL WILLIAMS 2 on GOODNOVEL)

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I don’t know if such things are true or not. ‘However, since authors have written it that way, there could be some truth to it. There’s a saying that novel plotes derive from the real world?’ The thought of William having an ambiguous relationship with another woman after they had an intimate time the night before made Cecelia’s chest burn in anger. It burned strongly indeed! Just as the fire was at its peak, William appeared in front of her. As if nothing happened, he took Cecelia’s hand. “Let’s go!”

“Aunt, the note was significant. I love it. I fall in love from the first line and there’s a rhythm from the beginning to the end. The word usage was fantastic. I love it so much that if it’s a poem, I will rate it ten out of ten. You’re such a talented writer,” “How many novels have you published?” He asked. Elsie shook her head. “None. I love writing, but I never thought of writing a novel. I thought it was a waste of time.” She spoke out. Williams withered his face. “Writing is a waste of time?” He exclaimed. He chuckled and let out. “If I haven’t liked you before you say this, it’s enough reason for me to hate you forever.” “But-” Elsie wanted to give an excuse, but Williams cut her off.

They will soon learn that their joy was nothing more than a fleeting moment, snuffed out by the flames of my burning hatred. I walk away, my steps filled with purpose, as I plan each meticulous move in my relentless pursuit. The battle has only just begun, and I, William, am ready to unleash a storm of malevolence upon them. They will know the depths of my wrath, and their lives will never be the same again.