The Fault In Our Stars Book Setting Novels & Stories

She said she had a spare room that was mine for as long as I wanted it so i didn’t feel as bad or restricted on what I could take. She lived a few hours away in the small town of Forks, it was about 3 and a half hours away from here, I’ve only been there once or twice, Pre-twilight movies and books, so, i can only imagine what it's like now. It was a nice place and I remember liking it when I was there, but since it shot to popularity, I just haven’t had the interest it was the same with the City… since the whole Fifty Shades craze, it's been a bit of a nightmare and there were always people you could spot a mile away as ‘’fans’’.

Pov: Cael and Aiden. Scene: Fernmere – Town Square, Just Before Dawn Flames clawed at the sky, reflecting off shattered windows and blood-slick stone. Fernmere was chaos—smoke-choked and burning, its people scattered like leaves in a storm. Cael stood at the heart of it all.

“All you gotta do is pick up a book from the return cart by the chapel door. It’s a donation. Look for “The Fault in Our Stars.” He blinked. “The one with the crying teenagers?” “Yeah, that one.” He eyed me. “There better not be a weapon inside it.” I grinned. “Of course not. Just feelings and sodium.” ***** An hour later: Quincy returns to the cell holding the book like it’s been dipped in acid. He drops it on my bed. “There. You and your teen angst.” “Much appreciated,” I say sweetly, peeling back the cover and revealing my treasures tucked into a carved-out hole in the pages.

"Thank you." He went back to his book, I went back to mine. We sat in the living room on a Tuesday night in April and read our separate books side by side and outside the city did its city thing and on the terrace six shoots pointed at the spring sky and inside the apartment everything was warm and settled and right on the edge of the next thing. Patient, certain. Growing toward something it could almost see now.

BENEATH THE FACADE Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits. Chapter 39 That night felt like a pause in time. We sat on the hood of his rented car, the metal still warm from the day’s sun. There was nothing grand about where we were—just outside the gates of the school that had shaped our earliest dreams. The same school where we’d run barefoot across the field, dodged punishment together, laughed until our ribs ached. Now, it stood quiet behind us, a relic of who we used to be.

So that’s why I bite the inside of my cheek until I taste blood and answer, “He’s not your father, Miles.” Miles looks disappointed, but doesn’t bring it up again. I taste blood all throughout our breakfast. After breakfast, we meet Liam, Brian, and the twins at our apartment. The landlady said we could move in today, and I can’t wait to show Miles the place. Of course, just as I suspected, he loves it—especially the bunk bed. He and the twins run off to play while Brian, Liam and I begin unpacking the suitcases in the living room, carefully stacking piles of clothes and knick-knacks. But each item feels like a weight, another step into Ordan and out of the safety and anonymity that Bo’Arroc

"They say you never forget your first love, right? But you've completely forgotten me from our high school days. It actually makes me a little sad." "High school?" Yosef's forehead creased as he tried to remember. Then, it hit him. "Oh, it's you." ... Zara made her way to the hospital, hurrying toward the building where the patient wards were. Starville was an odd place—not too big, not too small. It was big because it was spread out over 6,500 square kilometers, yet it felt small because even with 25 million people, Zara still bumped into Beatrice. She was sitting in her wheelchair in the hospital lobby.

Then I quickly glance at the clock hung up on the main door and found out that I am already thirty minutes late for my first class. Without taking a bath, I flashed to the school. Right before the sun sets, Felise and I are still in the middle of making a decision about whether to go to Isadora's welcoming party or not. In the end, I agreed with Felise's plea. Underneath the star-splashed midnight sky, Felise and I reluctantly headed towards the lavish mansion, set deep in the woods. The mansion lay bathed in a vibrant cacophony of flashing neon lights, surrounded by a symphony of laughter, chatter, and music set at a decibel that was a few volumes higher than what we preferred.

“So don’t act innocent now.” He lets out a gasp, I felt like I said something u shouldn't have but I have no time to process it. I just run. His golden eyes burn in the back of my mind the whole way down the stairs. The hallways are quiet, but I already know exactly where I’m going. Of course I do. I’ve read the twenty series of this book, almost twenty times. Except the last copy. Elara lives in the girls’ dormitory across the courtyard. She doesn’t have roommates — or at least she wasn’t supposed to. Her room was her sanctuary.

An ideal romantic setting that is commonly portrayed in the books. Even the pale glow of the moon is there to complete the scene. In fact, even the thousand brilliant diamonds in the sky were also present at that time. But before Nike could even confess his love, her stupid digestive system gets on the way!!!!! Who could be more unlucky than her when it comes to romance??? Why in the freaking earth of all the times that she can have constipation... Why??? Why??? Why it has to be that time?????!!! And so she gifted the world with a not so pleasant gas coming out from her that night.