Number 1 Books Novels & Stories

I slapped my hand over my mouth but it was too late, the scream was already out there in the world, bouncing off the thin walls of my tiny apartment. Number one. My book was number one. The top of the New York Times bestseller list. The little gold icon next to the title, the one that meant I had beaten everyone else, every other writer in the whole country, and was sitting at the very top like a queen on a throne made of paper and ink.

The title and some space to store some things in the game are good too…but…’ The system interrupted his thoughts “Kindly read the book “the things that are permissible to bring in the library” before you read anything else. This is the number one book that is most read by the past leaders and now you would be the one to carry their legacy….Con-gra-tu-lations.”

Logan and Natalia were in his office, and Natalia was seated on the chair opposite Logan while going through online articles about MJ Billings. She was currently going through her F******k and reading comments after Logan stumbled upon an article that spoke about Jorge Billings and MJ Billings being the best business moguls in the world. “Jeez! Logan, this girl is trending, even more than your article.” Natalia exclaimed while scrolling through her phone, and for the first time ever, Logan looked up from his laptop screen.

Neither of then knew whether she wiuld be coming after seven years ago or she was going to come back soon enough. Elinda and the spy, whom people came to find out her name was Ana, were loathed by eveyone. Everywhere they went to, they were knocked aside as if they were some dustbins and chased away from people’s presence. All the pack member’s beileved, Karen had decided to go away because of them. Harriet, Peter, Kelvin and Patrilia, suck themselves into magic books and anciet libraries looking in there was anywhere written about raising then long gone souls.

he asked and I frowned. "Better question, why not?" I retorted immediately. "You need to give me actual reasons why you think that your company is worthy of my investments my dear. I'm not the kind of man who mixes business with pleasure," he replied and I scoffed. "There's always a first time for everything Mr Deville and besides, Elite fashion is one of the best fashion companies in New York and we have amazing collections that usually sell really well so I'd say that my company is worth your money," I told him confidently.

Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf. She came across a couple of other books but she knew none of them will give her any information on what she sought after; ‘Moon Goddess' Mate’ by U. Tipper, ‘The Hybrid's special Guide’ by L. O. Klark, ‘Tribid Greed’ by Steve Reynolds, and a lot of other books.

I couldn't help but giggle at his expense, but at the same time, I didn't want to be blamed for anyone's death. "Okay, I'm sorry. Please don't cancel my admission," I said, feeling defeated. He let out a sigh of relief. "Only on one condition," he said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes. "And what is that?" "You see that bookshelf over there?" he pointed to the corner of his office. I turned to look at the bookshelf, and sure enough, the books were scattered. "What do you want me to do there?" I asked. "Well, you're going to arrange it, and it must be according to their titles," he said, clearly enjoying himself.

"Heya!! This is sadly the end of book one!! Yaay, or…you know, Booo! Lol. Book two will be titled: My last wish, still centred on Vivanna, but this time with more of the heroine, Daisy. It will be out after I catch my breath, and to be honest, I was debating ending book one elsewhere, so I may add a few chapters later, don’t worry, lol not of the flashback; part two of the flashback will come later. The additional chapters will be more of Vivanna in Envia with Kassian. Anyway, I’ll keep thinking about it until I include the chapters. >.< Though, for now, I will end book one here, then when I begin ‘My Last Wish’, I will have decided on what to do. I have received pretty awesome comments, an

More, and more. End of Book 1

Somewhere in the city—several stories above, in a steel and glass building—Julian Blackwood lay in his dark, sleek bedroom, staring at the book she had given him. He'd never intended to keep it. When Lena Carter had offered it to him—those gentle words, that thoughtful crease between her eyebrows—he'd intended to refuse. But something in her eyes had taken away his intention. It was neither flirting nor pretense. It was genuine. Silent. Generous. He hated kindness. It broke things open. Julian gazed down at the book. The cover was unadorned, the title in gold print: *A Man Called Ove*. He remembered Lena's words: