One Thing Novel Novels & Stories

" Alex pondered. "To be honest, it's a beautiful sight of the moonlight, tonight. So, I'll tell all of you a story, especially you, Alex, which happened some years ago." He added. "Oh no! I'm not in the mood for this shit this night. Not tonight please." He thought to himself that he wasn't in the mood for s if he stories, and wished he could voice his thought aloud, because he believed such stories were boring. "Therefore, Alex, I'd like you to focus on the narrative as links between characters and events are made. To put it another way, you'll need to connect the dots of the story."

She instructed her best friend and rushed to the bathroom. "What's this?" Tasha found something on her desk. she picked up the booklet and turned the pages, "A new novel?" she exclaimed. "Wait!" Arielle shouted from the bathroom, she had the habit to write it down instead of typing her stories, she used her gift to write 2-3 chapters of her new novel last night before going to bed. She rushed out with the toothbrush still on her hand. "Give that to me." "Nope. You're writing a new novel? A romance novel at that?" Tasha ran around the room reading the notes.

He'd never been normal - never ever, his hair colour and oddly long limbs were enough proof. Cwena who seemed to have lost a little of her frustration picked up the book. She rubbed its cover gently, expecting to see maybe a button that'll open the numb book when suddenly, the book slipped off her grasp and opened up, wide. But - it was - empty.

It was now lunch time, and the girl was in the office. To her left, Nikolias stood talking to the headmaster. As soon as the headmaster realized, they hadn’t given Cordovia an AP Science book; they walked over with one in hand. Apologizing for the mess from this morning, the headmaster handed the book over. Cordovia didn’t think anything of it, since this was truly her first private school. She was still trying to understand everything that was happening around her. Barely listening, she then felt a hand on her shoulder. Which caused her to jump, only snapping her out of her thoughts.

The Empty Mansion The next morning, as Adrian descended the steps of the inn, his heart hitting but eager. Today, he told himself, he would find out if they actually went to Milan. With Adrian, the night’s resolve had only grown stronger; the long months of silence could end at last. He had already rehearsed the words he would say, smoothed the lines of his coat, even chosen the gift he would carry: a simple book of poetry he had once read to Henry back in Blackwood Academy days, one that spoke of resilience and love unbroken by time.

Bisola nod her head, she picked up her phone which was beside her on the bed, she checked the time again, and it was just five minute to twelve midnight. “Hun, this One Hundred and Ninety Two Hours was the most eventful time of my life, it was the time when my life took a drastic change, at first it was gloomy, but in the end it gives birth to joy. Thus I am reborn as from tomorrow, and tomorrow date became my new birthday.” Bisola said to herself.

The moment the plane touched down, a designated driver was already waiting to take me to the car. "Are you Ms. Cassandra Holt?" A sharply dressed werewolf in a tailored suit walked toward me. "I'm Nathaniel Golding. The company sent me to pick you up." I accepted his business card. "Thank you." "Ms. Holt, I also heard you're expecting. If you need anything at all, just let me know." I stared at him, surprised. He seemed to understand instantly.

CHAPTER 4(THE FIRST ONE)- TITTLE: Zander Mansion Soon, it's morning, and thanks to last night I had a rough sleep, and you know, when people say they woke on the wrong side of the bed, they are just trying to tell you they are mad. Well, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, like literally, I woke up on the floor and not on my bed, and I would like to know why, but unfortunately, you just can’t see in your sleep.

"President Weber, my wife has severe joint inflammation in her hands. It took her three full months to knit this scarf." Wilhelm's knees nearly gave out. The vice president had to grab him to keep him upright. Louisa, on the other hand, completely fell apart. She looked at my dad, then at the row of Rolls-Royce cars, then at the towering building by the school gate, with 'Alaric Academic Building' carved across it. She collapsed on the ground, her eyes bloodshot as she glared at me. "Why? Why were you born with everything, while I have to work my ass off? People like you don't deserve any of it!"

Carson was doing his work on his laptop in his room when he heard a knock on the door. It was his mother. He asked her to come in. Hera came to talk to him about the engagement between Carson and Amanda. Carson kept his laptop aside and looked at his mother. “There’s something I need to talk to you about, son.”