Novel & Cerita Rhys Booktok

It was a fantasy series Mirabel had raved about. I pulled down the dark romance—black cover, gold lettering, with a man in the shadows. The blurb promised forbidden desire and heartbreak. Perfect. I sank into one of the leather armchairs, opened the book, and tried to read. But the words blurred. My mind kept replaying our conversations from dinner. Rhys’s voice. “Alicia Brown.” The way he’d said it—testing, tasting, like he already knew the answer. I closed the book. Leaned my head back, and closed my eyes.

"Which is fine. You're allowed to be scared. But don't pretend it's realism when it's actually self-protection." Rhys wanted to argue, wanted to insist that Phoenix was wrong, that his caution had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with practical assessment of the situation. But before he could formulate a response, R called out from across the room. "Papa! I found a book about ladies! It's called 'Pride and Prejudice.' Is this about the lady who makes you weird?" Phoenix barely suppressed a laugh while Rhys closed his eyes and prayed for patience. "No, buddy," he said. "That's a different kind of story. About different kinds of ladies. From a long time ago."

“I-I didn’t knew..I didn’t knew you were home.” Rhys tilted his head to side, his fingers twitching in his pockets to whisk away the strands of her hair and put them behind her ears so that he could once again feel how beautiful she was. Instead, he fisted his palms. “I never left.” “D-Do you need something?” “Can you give me what I need?” “Expect for paints. Anything.” “Oh, and books too, they’re mine now.” “And those peonies too.” Rhys held back a chuckle. She definitely was something. So innocent and adorable. Contrast to his culpable and dark personality.

The nostalgia and all my highlighted points are mostly about Rhys. "This means a lot," I said. "You know the male lead in this book; his name is Rhys, and oh god, he is the epitome of sexiness. When I came to know more about him, I was like, Sir, please step on me. His eyes, his wings, and his I could not finish my sentence when I heard a low growl erupt in Noah's throat. "Be careful when you are talking about other men while I am here," Noah threatened.

Weird sensation C H A P T E R 1 1 R H Y K E R "This how the history of the royal is ended with a lot of chaos." He closed the book and placed it on the bookshelves, I yawned tiredly. The book was nothing except utter nonsense, it didn't make any sense and the royal brothel was a rubbish concept to create, thank god my mother banished this law of prostitution. "Do you think that the princess is available?" He asked me as if we were friends, who the fuck is he? Did he think that after teaching me, he could be friends with me? If he wants to be friends with the princess, I don't give a fuck about it.

If darkness was my new best friend, Rhys was my new enemy. To be continued!

I think he groaned but it's almost inaudible. "Here..." He drawls as he passes me a book, wrapped in plain black cover. It's nothing fancy. Like any mere book you'd find randomly. "This is my most accounted journal. No one's ever read it. You'll be the first. Consider it a gift from me." "Why should I read it?" He comes to sit on the bed and locks his eyes on mine for the umpteenth time today. I can't count how many times he's played me inside those field orbs of his. "What's the most powerful piece in Chess, little eagle?"

"Thank you for the heads up Cain. I'll..... find something to eat." Rhys bursts out laughing the next moment and I look away before my cheeks turn red. "Is this how you both converse with each other now? Where's all that beautiful animosity I know and love?" I don't know if Rhys makes me feel awkward or not. I know he reminds me of a time when I would now have considered myself utterly foolish. My body ached for touch and all that nonsense, not that it doesn't yearn for it now though. A lot of things happened in the book I read, and when i say a lot, i mean a whole spicy lot.

Darkness would offer better cover. Rhys was asleep on the bed. There was no question of me joining him. I sank into the armchair instead, my thoughts spinning in messy circles until, without meaning to, I fell asleep. *** I woke up to find Rhys was gone. Before I could panic, he pushed the door open and came in. ‘Where did you go? Did you go out again?’ I looked at him. ‘I went out to get some food,’ he said. ‘Eating nothing but bread and milk all day isn’t healthy. Have some meat.’ He pointed to a box of takeaway steak.

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