The Last Picture Show Novel Novels & Stories

Ashton I was hooked on the novel I was reading that I didn't realize that the show was almost over, it seems like this is the last part of the show. A fat man with a big belly came out, the smile of success was plastered on his face, who would not be happy if there were so many people come to the show, not just people but rich people.

I didn’t capture him perfectly. “Shall we go Jeoff?” I asked him innocently while deleting the picture I've taken because it is blurred. My hand moves because Jeoff shouted my name. I've already told you this guy is crazy, why don't you want to listen and believe me? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE

I assure and grab my cell phone, ready to show him what I have, "Wanna see?" I take out the pictures I took of us and I show them to Theo, who really wasn't expecting this at all, I can tell by the way his face fills with surprise and fury when he starts going through the pictures, especially the last ones, where his Nu is attacking me. He’s seething with jealousy, he can’t even try to hide it anymore.

I already knew living with him was going to be annoying as hell. I found him in the den, studying the pictures I had hanging on the wall, before turning to the ones on table and shelves. The pictures in this room were a culmination of my college experience. There were pictures from undergrad parties, sorority events, pictures of spring breaks, grad school parties and sorority events, and of both graduations, every picture I'm in shows me smiling brightly as the life of the party, but that girl was gone now. She no longer wanted to even be at the party, let alone the life of it. The Alpha Prince stopped infront of the bookshelf and picked up a framed picture that sat in the left hand corner o

Ivanna appears there and puts the cups on the table. "Sorry, it took too long", Ivanna stutters. "It's alright, Ivanna", I say and look down at the phone, smirking. I guess this is the time. Ivanna serves the coffee and I take it, muttering, "okay. So, I have some pictures of last night. No doubt, you looked too beautiful" Ivanna Thea's words leave me in shock. As far as I remember, I didn't click any pictures at the party. What pictures is she talking about?

But nothing about today had been human. I sat back, watching the way Novel’s hair seemed to shimmer with a faint silver light, even in the shadows. “My girl,” I smiled. I kissed her forehead one last time before stepping out to check the perimeter. The camp was silent; the battle was won, but the mystery of what Novel truly was had only just begun.

“You think it’s the same network?” He shook his head slowly. “Not the same. A variation. Maybe… a shard.” “Fragment,” Emma said softly. Nolan froze, eyes narrowing. “You saw that word again?” “Not again. But I don’t think it was a glitch. I think it was a warning.” Before he could respond, Lira stepped onto the balcony. She carried a small holo-projector, which she activated with a flick of her wrist. A grainy recording appeared in the air between them—shaky footage from a marketplace in Marrakesh.

"I am what I am, Papa. Tell Don Moretti I'm no longer his concern." I hung up. Damien came to me, draping his jacket over my shoulders. "Okay?" I leaned into him, looking at the tree in the yard. "Yeah. I'm okay." The daisies on the windowsill were long gone, replaced by fresh ones. Every week, he brought new flowers. I thought of the girl who used to follow her sister. The one who always picked up the scraps. She never imagined she'd end up here. Held. Seen. Chosen. Not leftovers. First.

Luckily for me, the power outage was over so I put on the ceiling fan and sat on a chair in the dining room, before taking off my shirt. I soon opened a cupboard where Tarami kept most of her books and stationeries, took out a sheet of printing paper, a dictionary and a pen. I was about to return to my seat, when my gaze rested on a small picture with a golden frame on the cupboard. It was a picture of Tarami at age seven with a smile that was yet to be tainted with neither lipstick nor lip-gloss…

Author Pov Standing in the room man stared at the whole room trying to see through the pictures all over the walls of the room. It was dark and only tightening around the pictures was gleaming. His eyes finally fell on the big screen covering the whole wall with only one picture shinning in it. How can someone be so fucked up to spend his whole life collecting the pictures which had no reality when he could easily save her and could have her for himself but the fate of his ruined everything