Real Friends Book Novels & Stories

I watch until he disappears into the clubhouse. Back in my hotel room, I order room service. Pick at a salad. Can't taste anything. The Holidate Pact document is still open on my laptop. The words I wrote last night. *The problem with fake relationships turning real is that real relationships hurt. Really hurt. And when you're used to protecting yourself with distance and lies, vulnerability feels like bleeding out in public.* *She told him to leave because she was scared. He left because he was broken. And now they're both alone, pretending this is what they wanted.*

I'm nervous in a way that I haven't been nervous in years. This book feels more vulnerable than the others. The first book was testimony. The second book was about healing. But this book is about my marriage. This book is about Dominic and me and the specific work that we've done. This book is me saying to the world: This is what real love looks like. The first reading is in New York. The bookstore is packed. More people than I expected. People who've read my other books. People who've heard about the foundation. People who are curious about what comes after survival and transformation.

I said quietly. Her breath caught. Recognition. Finally. “Didn’t work out too well for you, did it?” That landed harder. Good. Because I wasn’t interested in polite. I wasn’t interested in whatever story she’d built in that room. I was interested in the truth. And the truth never looks as perfect as what I saw downstairs. My gaze dropped once more to the ring. Then back to her eyes. Sharp. Direct. “Tell me something, Mrs. Thompson,” I said, voice low.

Stephen stood, still staring at the book in his hands. *This book, how can a real life experience be transferred into a book, who wrote it?* he thought to himself. Ameliah walked up to him and took his hand… “What’s wrong?” Ameliah asked worriedly… “It’s nothing, this book…It’s not just a story Lia, it’s real” He said still staring at the book… Ameliah gasped in shock… “What?!” She exclaimed…

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Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)

Leaving personal matters within, I shot back, "You are living your life your way, aren't you? Then why can't I? Stop interfering in my personal life." Damien uttered glaring at me, "Don’t you dare to question my life, Ms. McBride. By any chance, if you are telling me to be loyal to you because you are my fiancee then put a thing in your mind that YOU are my fake fiancee. Fake. And I don’t have the useless wish to interfere in your so-called personal life. But unlike you, I have a reputation that will get hampered if you continue falling into a stranger's arms like last night. I won't like the news about my fiancee stepping out from a stranger's place in the early morning or roaming with some

That's what he wanted. "Okay...so first question. Whatever is written in these books is real, right? I mean these are not fictional? She sounded so unsure that Azraiel wanted to laugh. He controlled the laughter bubbling in his throat while she continued to play with the pen and paper in her hand. "No...they are not fictional. Everything that is written in these books is true." Azraiel answered her, leaning back in his chair to create some space between them; both for the sake of her nerves and his sanity.

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She countered hitting a sensitive spot. I narrowed my eyes and her expression softened. “I only say the truth, do what you can with it.” She turned on her heel then walked away. I lowered my gaze to the book in my hands. My pulse thudded against the leather cover. It's time to face the truth. I swallowed, lifted the book, and whispered, “Show me the people in the water.” The pages trembled, fluttering as if caught in a breeze only the book could feel. Then it stilled. A single sentence bled across the page in dark red ink: