Resensi Novel Areksa Novels & Stories

“Kiva, people pay ridiculous amounts of money for worse paintings than these.” I laughed softly—a real laugh, the first one in days. It surprised me how good it felt, like cracking open a window in a stuffy room. Something warm flickered in Ares’s eyes, a quiet pleasure at having coaxed that sound out of me. That was suspicious too. Everything about this man felt layered, like he was always playing a longer game. I moved toward the small desk near the window, where stacks of notebooks waited. Half-finished stories, scattered ideas, characters who felt more real than most people in my life, entire worlds I could escape into. Ares reached for one.

"An, do you want Akira to be safe?" "Yes I want!" "Do you also want them all to be safe and at peace?" "Yes, of course. What should I do?" Aresha takes something from inside her clothes, it is a book by my novel. I smiled and was confused. "What should I do? Isn't that my novel? ”

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

With that, Ares takes a deep breath and walks away, heading into interrogation room one. A tear falls from my eyes. I’m so hurt and upset with him right now. ----- Thank you for taking the time to read my novel! Like it? Comment below and tell me what you like! Love it? Write me a review! Obsessed? Comment and review and reward me! Let me know how I'm doing! Your feedback is the best reward!