Novel & Cerita Older Woman Younger Man Book

His face was not visible, so, Soheila could not figure out who was this old man. His figure was not the same as the librarian and so is his voice. Soheila gazed at the old man who passed her hiding spot. The librarian can still stand straight while this old man had a hunchback or round back. “I know you're hiding somewhere. Come out, dear...” The old man said in a creepy crack voice. His head was roaming around the library. He went to the shelf where Soheila was at. (Congratualions, you knew I was hiding. It's good that I haven't got some books yet.)

"You know it's not nonsense," I sang, going around the bed. "I'm sure that all humans, especially the older ones, must have heard the story of the queen of hell someday. The woman who could live a thousand lives in one. What makes you discredit that you are in front of this woman now?” The old man trembled from head to toe, and a strong odor of urine rose to my nose. Even without any dignity, he kept holding the book firmly against his arms crossed. I would die protecting the book, but I would never give it to me without a fight.

Then back at the book. "How much?" The old man smiled. "You can keep it." I blinked. "What?" "You heard me." I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. "Are you sure about that? I can pay?" "Nobody reads them anymore either." Fair. "Take it." I hesitated. Then slowly picked up the book. It weighed far more than I expected. "Thank you." The old man simply waved me away. Like he was already bored. Which somehow made the entire interaction even stranger. A few minutes later, I was back outside.

When she faced the door of a room, she placed her card, which caused the door to open and her entry inside. "Baby!" a man in a sleeveless white color called to her. His body is full of tattoos all over his body. The man is thirty years old who greeted a sixty-year-old woman with a tight hug. The age gap between the two of them is 30 years, which is not obvious. Because the old woman's baby face is flawless. So she still looks like a young age. The man didn't just step on the old woman he called 'Baby' He even kissed her passionately until their tongues sword to their exchange of kisses.

the old man orders his only female daughter. She takes a few books out of her backpack and hands them out to everyone. People look at the leaves with laughter. "How is it possible for the story of that old man and the lady who is bedridden with cancer to be, if the ninety-year-old old man walks, and the one in this story doesn't?" they all think. "Let me finish reading" he says. So that they understand how things happened. "There I was going, straight to marry a man in a wheelchair that I didn't know..."

Mira My mouth fell open, and I couldn’t even hide my surprise. This man was gorgeous. I had seen good looking men before, but he was on an entirely different level. “Mira, meet my dad,” Anna repeated, snapping me out of my completely inappropriate thoughts about all the ways I could gladly devour this man. Anna and I met at a bookstore last month. We clicked instantly and became close fast. Since then, she had been begging me to come over to her house, and now here I was, standing in front of the most breathtaking man I had ever laid eyes on.

Liam's iris contracted and the next moment, he lunged himself at Cole, then a gunshot was heard. … The Other Side Of Hiltonia The Verlice's Mansion A middle aged man walked into the sitting room, his hands intertwined with that of his wife. In the living room, an elderly man and a woman sat in it. While the elderly man had his eyes pinned on his newspaper, the elderly woman played with three children of the same age with a happy smile. "Mother, Father, we're back." The middle aged man said awkwardly, minutes after getting into the room without getting any of their attention.

“Oh, are you her employer? All right, I understand, sir. I just want to ask for help so that her husband brings my basket." His cheeks were getting redder. “I said she is not married. She doesn't have a husband yet and only has a mate. But that man is not her mate. Her mate is…” “Alright, alright!” The old woman interrupted. Looked like I was not the only person who couldn't stand the nagging Alpha Cedric. She trudged on and screamed when she saw a young man approaching her with an old man. "Oh, you came with my husband?" The young man carried the old woman's basket while she was holding hands with an old man whom I believed was her husband. They went hand in hand, get along very well, and l

" Ruth?" I was so startled that an old book fell right out of my hand on the floor with a sudden thudding noise which echoed through the whole room . I looked back at once and saw someone sitting on a sofa at the corner of the room . I was wondering why I didn't notice her earlier as I talked slow by slow towards her . I saw an old lady reading one of these heavy books . She had glasses on and was looking at me directly over it. I could see that she was old enough but somehow her age wasn't showing through her appearance. She had sharp witty eyes as she was looking directly into me .

He managed to put the tray in the center of the table, serving the bowls on there, one for him and the other for the guy sitting opposite to him on the table. The old man picked the spoon to dip on it with his shaky hands. They didn’t have any strength left to drink a spoonful of soup in this cold and fatigue he was suffering. His crouching body and the pale complexion of his face worried Ryan when he noticed him finally eating. An hour ago when Ryan came to the bookstore to pick a book, he noticed the closed shop, which was unusual, and went to check on the owner uncle when he saw him sitting on the staircase unconscious, which lead to the upper floor.