Story Reading App Novels & Stories

Haper's POV I tap the d******d button and watch as the progress bar fills, my heart thudding a little harder than I want to admit. As soon as it completes, I open the file. The screen brightens, the layout clean and precise, and before I can begin reading, a new message appears at the top of the app.

I kept thinking about how Alexander was treating me. I turned off the lights and laid back on the sofa but I didn’t get any sleep. I picked up my phone, and a push up notification from an APP popped up, it read, “Are you lonely? Are you worried about the money? Are you tortured by insomnia led by great stress? Join us to earn money and relieve your stress.” Karen, my best friend, had recommended the APP the last time she came here. She said it was an APP that helps young people relieve stress. She also mentioned something about relieving carnalities.

She was on the verge of losing it. "No! Please, don't tell them! I'll talk, Matty! I'll tell you everything!" Hearing this, Matteo finally loosened his grip. "Start talking." Rebecca gasped for air, coughing violently as the rush of oxygen burned her throat. However, she didn't dare stop. She gasped sharply, her voice breaking. "Y-You can check my phone!" Frantically, she unlocked her phone and handed it over with shaking hands. "I didn't do anything! This is all a misunderstanding!"

Coughing, he went to the washing area and washed how mouth full of chocolate bits. "Berry gold creamer," Grandma laughed so evil like in the movies. "Grandma," I called, still shocked. Waiting for her to continue the story. "Oh, where were we again? Uhh. . . Yeah your mom, your dad and your cousins." She sighs heavily. "But let's just talk about your mom and dad first. Oh this story will take forever!" she continued, and took another bite of fruit berries I don't know the name of. "I dare you to tell her the stories in one week," Grandpa says finishing to drink his coffee.

Hen was so happy to see Cat, so they sat outside and talked and laughter for a long while, and when it was getting dark, Cat said to Hen, "Can we do this again please"? "Of course...we can"! Said the hen. That is how the hen and the cat became very close friends in the animal kingdom, and all other animals there became jealous of their friendship. THE END OF MY STORY! At this point, everyone laughed and laughed, and asked Mr Lucas not to end the story, but continue. Unfortunately, it was the end of the story. About a minute later, Mr Lucas said.. "That is how most persons give up on what they want, while others handle situations with wisdom".

She was suddenly aware of how shabby her jeans and simple sweater looked in this opulent space. "It's okay. Call me Damon." He gestured to the leather sofa. Ara sat, clutching her bag like a shield. Damon remained standing, studying her. “I’ve read every book you’ve written,” he stated. “All twenty-three. Your imagination is… exceptional. Filthy. Creative. It's a shame you've landed in this current situation.” Hearing a stranger acknowledge her erotic work so bluntly made her stomach twist.

Eventually, I started whining because I was already at the piggyback chapter, but I ran out of coins. “Damn it!” I said out loud, not realizing how loud I was. That’s when Agent R scolded me. “What’s damn it?” he asked, startling me. I hadn’t noticed he had arrived. I scratched my head and laughed. “Hahaha, nothing! I was just reading a story, but I ran out of coins,” I explained. “Huh? You read stories too? What app is that?” he asked. “I just read a story called HOW TO INLOVE YOU,” he added.

I yanked the door open, my eyes meeting the gaze of each member of the Lauren household, their faces etched in worry. “Any news?” Ralph asked, a hint of disappointment in his voice. I shook my head, walking over to Elena who looked exhausted. My lips lowered, brushing against hers as I whispered, “It’s gonna be okay, I promise,” I assured, pulling her close in a warm embrace. As if timed correctly, the buzzing of my phone reverberated through the air. I dug my hand into my pocket and dragged it out effortlessly. “Raymond speaking,” My voice hoarse. “I decided to play this game again, let's call it a rematch, shall we?” the voice at the other end said.

Penelope’s POV I got my first phone as a gift from my uncle when i entered seventh grade. It was the purple iphone twelve and it was the best day of my life. I used it for my assignments after school hours, i used it to capture moments with my friends and most importantly, i used it to make more money and get the stuff I always wished i had. They called it the cheat app. An app where you talk to older men or pedophiles and the dirtier the talk, the higher the pay.

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