The Last Picture Show Novel Novels & Stories

It was turned over so I couldn't see what it showed, but I had a feeling it was the same picture he was holding last time. I was hesitant to reach for it, but my curiosity grew more and more as time went on. I could hear the shower running in the bathroom, so if I look at the picture now, Crimson probably won't notice. Shiro led me to his room when he was looking at the picture last time, so it must be something I should see. I know it's a stretch to use the cat to justify my own selfish desires, but I really wanna see what's in the picture. After eons of trying to justify my actions, I decided to throw all reason out the window and look at the picture. I could still hear the shower, so I pi

Jack nodded in understanding and gently set the camera back where it had been on the tripod. "Of course. Sorry. I didn’t even think about that. I’m so used to knowing about all of them that I sometimes forget that they don’t know about me,” he chuckled. “Now, where are these pictures of yours? And what exactly is so special about them that we had to come here to see them? Did he make large prints or something?" “No, it’s… Well, I think it’s just easier if I show you,” I mumbled awkwardly. I blushed a bit as I walked to the bookshelf. I glanced at the spines until I saw it. The Nine Muses: A Discussion. My heart started racing as I pulled it from the shelf. I wasn’t sure why I was nervous tho

The two of them couldn’t be any happier– or any hungrier for each other’s bodies. Dearest Readers, This novel is about to end, to watch the official book trailer check out the link below: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YfPa0Ok4IIQ Hope you will like it. Don't forget to vote with your gem and leave some reviews as much as you can. I appreciate it! Anna Shannel Lin

Everything else is going to be left behind. Our taxi ride was quiet. We chose a bightly lit hotel with alot of traffic. Hopefully, whoever it was would stay away. All that was left was a room with a king size bed. “Which side do you want?” Nova tried to make a joke. “I’ll take the left.” I put my stuff down. “Tell me.” Nova pulled out a picture. It was her and someone I assumed was her ex. Her face was crossed out. “This was in my shoes.”

Now let's ponder on these things : *What's this novel all about? Sincerely Cassiopeia is about the diary of a girl named Cassiopeia. People call her "The Flower Bud of Veluven" because of her emanating beauty, kindness and [insert all of the good qualities that a female lead could possess only because she is the protagonist]. The whole novel was told in her point of view. Unfortunately, there is only one ending for Valeria: Death. I realized, that I am in a hellish world and I will die eventually. Yeah, death is inevitable but I don't want to die foolishly!

I came here with a few, only to leave with many. "If you're wondering what all this has to do with your questions or your granddaughter, look at the back of the book." Heather said. I flipped the pages until I came to the back of the book. There was a small painting. It's the only thing that's preserved immaculately. I picked up the painting. It was a portrait. The woman to the left was Celene, and the woman to the right was... "Kwen?"

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

We had arrived just before two, had showered and were getting ready to go to bed after deciding to grab some water together and chat in the living room. Milo had shown herself to the guestroom minutes later, and after a while, I went to my bedroom then put on my favourite red silky pyjamas. -Alone at last!- I smiled, and then I flipped my tied hair over my shoulders then plopped my body on the bed. I opened my bedside drawer and removed my favourite hard covered book, it had a deep purple hardcover with brown vine-like structures in the book. The title of the book was, 'My Last Wish'.

He looked tired, yet completely at ease. The camera slowly panned as Serena deliberately brushed her fingers across the necklace around her neck. It was a star-shaped pendant—one I knew too well. She fiddled with it playfully, and her smile turned triumphant, like she was silently showing off her ownership over my husband at that moment. I clutched my phone so tightly that I could feel the heat of the device vividly against my palm. However, my whole body felt frigid all over. I instinctively wanted to run and flee from the unbearable truth. But the anger and heartbreak stabbed so deep that I couldn't bring myself to turn away.

My death day had finally arrived. As a workaholic who never took a day off, even on a holiday like New Year’s, Daniel still left for the law firm early in the morning. Before he left, he kissed my forehead. “Wait for me tonight.” I smiled as I watched him go. I stood there until the black Bentley disappeared at the end of the road. I was the only one in the villa. I had sent the housekeeper away. I locked the door and drew all the curtains. I went to the bathroom and turned on the water.