Starts With Us Book 소설 & 이야기

I moved the books I had placed on the counter stopping short in confusion when I came across Tim's manuscript. I had been meaning to look at his work and now a part of me felt eager to read it. Eager to feel an ounce of comfort in his words that often made me question the strings that held life into the shape it was. Picking it up I took a seat no longer fascinated by the images splayed on the TV screen. Running my petite hand over the cover page, in a delicate caress. Opening the first page- my eyes zoom in on the first title, typed out in big, bold capital letters: AN ODD PAIR

“No, I’ll stay here.” His eyes flutter shut as he heard the words he wants from her to say. Mis stands up and heads for his room to get him a new shirt and some blankets. Unlike the rest of the apartment, a bit of glimpse of his personality is strewn all over the room: a guitar is propped up beside his bed; classical books littered his bedside table, and there are pictures taped above it. She walks closer, curious who he was within the pictures when she bumps into the pile of books, causing all of it to fall on the ground. Mia hopes the ruckus didn't wake up Roman as she hastily picks the hardbacks when a polaroid slips off between the pages.

“Then today is a good start. She glanced at the book in his hands. “Are you actually reading, or are you just holding it for dramatic effect?” Atlas flipped the book closed, revealing the title. The Art of Letting Go. Lily snorted. “Did you pick that on purpose?” “Fate,” Atlas said with a grin. Lily shook her head, but she couldn’t deny the irony. Maybe it was fate. Maybe she was meant to be here, right now, learning how to let go. A comfortable silence settled between them as she sipped her coffee. She wasn’t sure how long they sat there, lost in the quiet, but for the first time in a long time, she wasn’t in a rush to be anywhere else.

Billy was clearly in too much of a hurry. He blurted out, "It's a coincidence! Pure coincidence! Here—I'm not gonna take advantage of you for nothing. Take this book and study it. It'll give you a solid foundation in soul-related knowledge." With that, Billy tossed a worn, coverless book onto the table and bolted like a madman, as if the Phaeron Codex might vanish if he did not get there in time. Felix still had his doubts, but his curiosity shifted toward the book. He sat down, opened it, and began reading.

he said, "and we've only just begun." END OF BOOK ONE

NADIA. My name appeared on the first page. NADIA WILSON. Exclusive after-hours executive consultancy/Private Executive Retention and Confidentiality Agreement. Sixty-night private review period for the Darius-Langton acquisition. What the hell was this? It didn't look one bit like what he just called it. I expected filth. Something crude and stupid I could be appalled by, could refuse, could throw at his bare chest and storm out on. Instead it was brutally, immaculately clean.

Alpha King “The scenery here is so beautiful, have you had a chance to look around?” my brother, Storm, who is also my beta asks me as he makes his way into my room in one of our hotel suites which we were staying in. Cracking one eye open, I cover my face and groan in pain as he opens the curtains allowing the heavy rays of the sun hit my face. We arrived a week ago to conclude the other half of the negotiations with Alpha lyon, and I haven't left the suites since.

The first thing I notice when I woke up was the silence. No alarm. No practice notification. No stupid group chat blowing up with plays and stats. Just my room, pale morning light coming through the gaps in my blinds, and the kind of quiet that only happens when the world decides to leave me alone for once. I checked my phone and it was 7:47 AM. Then a text lights up the screen. Mason: get ready. I'm stealing u for the day Mason: wear something u can actually move in