Reads App Novels & Stories

Kate says, making Sebastian raise an eyebrow, "And not your father?" "My father rarely showed up at home anyway," Kate mutters. She looks at the office door and smiles, "By the way, have you heard of Harvey's project? It's a success," "I heard something," Sebastian takes a cigarette, and Grayson lights it for him, "But no details as I was busy. What is it?" "It's an app. Harvey worked day and night when we left home. And you know what? It got more than nine million downloads in less than a week!" she excitedly announces, and Grayson and Tyler look at her proudly.

I watched the delivered status change almost instantly. Read. No typing bubble. No dots. Nothing. I stared at the screen so long my eyes started to burn, willing something to appear, some easy explanation that would make the whole ugly shape of my suspicion collapse back into nothing. A minute passed. I refreshed the app like that would change anything. Five minutes. I set the phone down, picked it back up almost immediately. Me: Hello? Nothing. Me: you read it. I can see that you read it. Still nothing.

After a quick dinner, I head to the shower and then straight to bed. This piece of furniture—I absolutely adore. I miss it when I’m away and daydream about it. Household chores can wait until tomorrow; tonight, I can let myself relax. To distract myself from the day’s fuss and the monotony of my life, I grab my phone and open one of my favorite reading apps. Now this is where things get interesting! Where the characters truly live life to the fullest—love and hate, passion and contempt, friendship and rivalry, loyalty and betrayal, scandals, intrigue, investigations!

I say as I turn on my side, closing my eyes and drifting off to dreamland. My alarm clock goes off at nine the next morning. Draping my robe over me and sliding on my slippers, I make my way to the kitchen for breakfast and some coffee. Deciding on oatmeal, fruit, and my coffee so sweet I’m not even sure it’s actually coffee, I put it on a tray and walk onto the porch so I can bask in the morning sunlight. My phone rings for the first time in a whole month. I haven’t used or carried it much other than reading trashy romance books whenever Colt doesn’t have me busy. “Ms. Monroe, how are you?” I answer laughing at myself for using such a formal name for Auntie Ro.

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Right after that, he used his own account to promote the app. GisellesAdoringLittleBrother: "Don't miss out! I guarantee on my character that this app can predict the future! If you can't decide what to do, it can give you a better choice!" He uploaded two screenshots, and the replies immediately poured in. "Hey kid, aren't you going to livestream? Why have you started accepting advertisements? How much is the fee?" "That interface looks a little familiar. Why does it look so similar to the relationship simulation app that once appeared in Madam's previous livestream?"

The error message flashes across the screen in bold red letters: ‘Username and password are incorrect’. I try again, thinking that I must have made a mistake. But no matter how many times I carefully enter my login credentials, the result is always the same. A sense of helplessness starts to consume me as I continue to stare at the screen, my head throbbing. “Even the HappyReading App isn’t on my phone?!” I scroll through my apps, hoping against hope that I’ve simply overlooked it. But each swipe of my finger only serves to confirm my initial thought—it is gone too!

He was still staying at Bara's house, even though his friend repeatedly asked him to come home. Lazily, Atma grabbed his cellphone and opened the messaging application that he had deliberately not opened since last night. Atma took a deep breath when he read the row of names that sent him messages repeatedly. He then closed the application. His fingers turned to the Hastagram application, and he opened the stories in the application one by one. Until his finger was pressed on the cell phone screen, intending to pause the video that was currently displayed on the screen.