The Catcher In The Rye First Chapter Novels & Stories

Jax I wasn’t ready for this. Not mentally. Not emotionally. Not in any way that mattered. One minute I was trying to process the fact that Charles had somehow found me, tracked me all the way to New York, into a life I had carefully rebuilt, and the next… I was standing at a door I shouldn’t have opened. But I did. And that was my first mistake. The door creaked open just enough for me to see inside. And then I froze.

Outside the window, the rippling waves of the New York harbor moved steadily under the glow of the beautiful early morning light, accompanying the footsteps of their new destiny now cleansed of all the dark shadows of the past. END OF CHAPTER 286.

I'll see him suffer as he laughed at my helplessness. I took out a water bottle from the fridge and poured some water in a glass. Honestly, I don't want to drink this water because it belongs to that monster. Nevertheless, I need it. As I sipped water, the thought of my papa crossed my mind, and I coughed involuntarily. I don't know how he is, and I desperately want to see him. My knees weakened, and I fell down, crying out for my papa. Tears blurred my vision, and I wondered why I came to New York. Why? I lamented my fate as my headache intensified. AUTHOR'S POV

Watching. His eyes didn’t blink. Didn’t waver. I was naked. Wet. Flushed. Fingers still between my thighs. He stepped forward. And I couldn’t breathe. --- End of Chapter One

When the sun the up? Oh, well. I throw my phone carefully on the blue pillow on the bed. I haven’t read in a bit, so I take one of my favorite books. Though I have read it numerous times, it’s an epic book. I run my finger on the letters on the cover page of the book. The letters reads: THE OUTSIDERS. I sigh satisfyingly and begin my book. In a minute, I’m already lost in the world of ‘Ponyboy Curtis’, the book’s narrator.

"What? Go!" He raised his eyebrows at me and took a step to the left. I glanced behind him and almost fainted at the sight. There lay one of the bikes I had previously crashed into. Fuck. My. Life. --- First chapter down! How are you liking it so far?

But I nodded slowly, turning back to the page. My throat tightened. The words refused to come. Why now? He just waited, calm and quiet. Watching me. Like he had all the time in the world. “Any problem?” he asked, eyebrows lifting slightly. I shook my head, cleared my throat, and told myself to just start reading. I closed my eyes, took a breath, and then read the first sentence my eyes landed on. “His breath fanned over her dripping wet folds. ‘You’re so wet—’”

Or at least, the beginning of one. So she got on the train, heart pounding, hands shaking, and told herself that maybe, just maybe… This was the chapter where the silence broke.

He started to step back — to give me the choice, open it alone or not at all — and my thumb had already found the cover and lifted it. I didn't decide to. That was the thing. My hands opened it the way they'd taken it, ahead of me — and there was the first page, a wolf in grey crayon, four legs, a tail like a question — and I couldn't have closed it again if the room had caught fire. He didn't finish stepping back.

Fake marriage is chapter 1...there was a little mix-up Chapter 2: Alice's POV The midday sun cast a brilliant glare over the city, bouncing off the towering glass buildings as our sleek black SUV navigated through the bustling streets toward the restaurant. I leaned back in my seat, fingers tapping restlessly against the door handle as my mind wandered back to the stranger from the airport. I couldn’t believe I'd actually considered speaking to him, let alone involving him in my half-baked plan.