Only Yesterday Book Novels & Stories

We had arrived just before two, had showered and were getting ready to go to bed after deciding to grab some water together and chat in the living room. Milo had shown herself to the guestroom minutes later, and after a while, I went to my bedroom then put on my favourite red silky pyjamas. -Alone at last!- I smiled, and then I flipped my tied hair over my shoulders then plopped my body on the bed. I opened my bedside drawer and removed my favourite hard covered book, it had a deep purple hardcover with brown vine-like structures in the book. The title of the book was, 'My Last Wish'.

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I apologized but he said nothing. I quickly walked into his library and I was amazed at how things are arranged in there... I walked along the walkway and I used my hand to brush through the book taking a glance at them. Then one book caught my attention.. It is titled 'The last survivors by King Jaywon' and there was a stain of blood in the picture... It is gonna be really horrific. I walked to where a reading table was placed and I placed the book on it. And I then proceeded to clean the Library.. There is even a fireplace and I am imagining how beautiful it will look reading beside the fireplace on a cold night. When I was done taking care of the library. I checked the time and it was fif

I went to my library, took my favourite book and went towards the garden, thinking I might as well sit there and read to clear my mind for sometime, aside from getting the album back. Everything was right there, where I left it yesterday, no one dared to touch anything, because I didn't order anyone to pick anything up from there. The album was placed at the side. I remembered that I threw it far away yesterday, but dismissed thinking someone must have picked it up and placed it back. I laid down after popping the chocolate in my mouth and started reading my book, by placing it above my face to block the sunlight. I was reading PRIDE AND PREJUDICE. It was my favourite book.

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Today, she decided to go back and finish reading the book. However, she couldn't find the book after searching the store twice. She asked the store manager who replied, "Oh, that book? It was sold yesterday." Miranda said in surprise, "What? Wasn't it a part of the owner's private collection and not for sale?" The manager nodded. "It was, but the person who came yesterday was a close friend of the owner. Apparently, they had been through life and death together, so the owner personally told me to sell the book to him. I'm sorry about that."

Life had been moving at a whirlwind pace these past few months, and this, these simple, slow mornings, were what grounded me. My latest book had been released three weeks ago, and in that short time, it had become something I never dared dream of, a bestseller. I had been proud of my past books, of course, but this one felt different. It was deeply personal, rooted in the love, struggles, and triumphs that Noah and I had shared in building our family. It wasn’t just my story, it was ours, and the world seemed to resonate with it in ways that humbled me.

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

Levi POV. “Yeah, we’re good. You okay?” I asked, pressing the phone to my ear as I leaned against the kitchen counter. Mom immediately launched into it, her voice bright with that familiar excitement that always made me smile. “I’m perfect! I got new books yesterday — you know that little bookstore on Maple? They had this new book in their series, 'I'm not yours, vito' and two thrillers I’ve been waiting for. I stayed up way too late yesterday.”

"Larry, I have days off too. I'm, um, off-duty." "It's just a coffee." I hold up palms. "I promise you my intentions are strictly honourable." Her mouth quirks. "In that case, yes, thank you. I'd love a coffee." She turns to the counter. "I'll take this as well please, Cliff." A gnome of a man wraps the book in a creased brown-paper bag. I squint a look at the title. Nothing to Declare: Memoirs of a Woman Traveling Alone.