Quit Lit Book Novels & Stories

Please return their favor for me. Lastly, I want to say this. Quentin, I resent you. I resent you for leaving me again and again for Rita. I resent you for making me lose our child. And I resent you even more for marrying me in the first place. Our lives crossed for a while, but in the end, we can only return to where we started. So don't come looking for me. I never want to see you again.] … His hands trembling, Quentin finished reading the letter and sat there for a long, long time.

I try not to revel in his mortification too much. Nah, that’s a lie … I fucking love it. You can practically see the smoke shooting out of his ears as the gears grind in his mind. He opens his mouth, but the young ones are faster. “Who wrote the book?” Lili asks, furthering Axel’s discomfort. I gasp, but steer clear of this hornet’s nest he landed in. He pants like a fish out of water, but River, again, is more zippier than him.

He was listening to two assistants whisper outside the door. The moment Adrian entered, the whispering stopped. Lucas looked up. “You are back.” “You sound disappointed.” “I am only surprised.” Adrian walked toward him. His eyes dropped to the book. “Do you understand what you are reading?” Lucas looked down. It was about old company laws, full of words he did not fully understand. “Not all of it,” he admitted. “Why read it?” Lucas closed the book. “Because I do not like being the only person in the room who does not understand what everyone is hiding.”