Novel & Cerita The Long Story Book

It was late by the time I got home to pack. I sat down on the couch and glanced over at the dining table. It was a mess. There were dishes everywhere, as well as a plate of braised short ribs Dexter was known for and a pasta bake Brianna had been perfecting since forever. It wasn't hard to picture the two of them in the kitchen together while Brianna's ankle healed, cooking side by side, then sitting across from each other over drinks. And the diary I'd filled to 100 pages was underneath one of the dishes, used as a trivet. It was covered in grease stains.

Third Person's POV Another six months passed, with Lorenzo's life gradually settling into a monotonous calm. He went to work, came home, ate, and slept. Like a soulless machine, he mechanically repeated each day. He didn't socialize, didn't go out for entertainment, and didn't contact anyone from his past. His only friend was Antonio, the only person who had stayed by his side after he lost everything. One evening, when Antonio came to visit, he brought with him a bottle of whiskey. The moment Lorenzo saw the bottle, his expression changed.

Half a month later, in the middle of the night, my phone buzzed with a message. It was from Lex. [Audrey, I'm sorry.] I stared at it for a moment, then put the phone down. I didn't reply. Our story had ended long ago. I closed that chapter. From now on, our lives will go their own way—like two roads that'll never cross again.

"You don't have to be self-conscious. You wanted more information on the Luna's though, right?" "Right," I said with a nod, breathing an internal sigh of relief. He began to drag his fingers along the spine of the books, and I just stood back and watched. "Aha," he said at last, plucking a book from the shelf. It was a decent sized book, but nowhere near the size of those around it. "This is the history of the Luna's for the past century." "A whole century and it's that small?" I asked in surprise.

“THE REVENGE” “Come along with me kids and help me with the mansion tour” Our father smiled. “Sure.” I nodded in approval. My dad started off by showing our huge front door. A front door that could accommodate a family of giraffes. “That’s huge” Caroline chuckled. We moved to our living-dining-kitchen. The living-dining-kitchen area was one spacious area with unbelievable long range mountain views from every spot. Vaulted wood ceilings, beautiful walnut floors, comfortable and quality furnishings, and plenty of amenities make for total relaxation.

His face is even more puzzled. If you’re wondering how casual currently we are, even though we ended last night on an awkward note, well… I explained it. Usually, in stories, they just skip to the next day/ chapter as if nothing happened, but NO. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. How I wish it was. I have to thoroughly explain EVERYTHING. Even the finger-partner part. Good heavens, they don’t know about that! Why? IT’S BECAUSE THEY DON’T DO IT! I can’t believe it. They go straight to the point; no foreplay! What a sad world this is…

He nodded, "You will because I'm staying." We just sat there in silence for a bit. Then I spoke up, "Tell me something about your life, something good and happy." Brodie sat in silence for a minute, looking at me, and I stared back, waiting. I needed this. I needed to hear about something happy. "Seeing you today. That was something good and happy." I shook my head. I'm serious, Brodie. Give me a story. "I am serious. I missed you. " I looked away and took a drink.

“You remember the diary that you lost?” Luyando was visibly horrified. That diary. She had wondered when it was going to appear and bite her in the ass. It appeared the time had finally come. Why had she written in that dame thing? “Are you talking about the diary that Dr Lucas gave her?” His wife asked. “The one that was lost during our move from Kitwe to Lusaka?” “Yes that same one,” he answered.

Since White had a coupon, we could go for 2 hours, but were we really gonna sing for that long? I can see why this kind of place would be fun with students but I think it'd be better if there were more people. It's kind of weird with just the two of us. "Do you wanna order something some food or a drink?" White asked as he looked through this weird book that had a list of songs. "Can you do that here?" I replied. "Here." He handed me a menu. "You can use that telecom over there on the wall to call somebody to make an order."

she stated. “I… I already have a book like that… it is for beginners…” “Can you do, what I did just now?” she asked using a serious tone. “No,” I admitted. “Then, don't argue!” she reprimanded me, “This book was created by the powerful witches that lived centuries ago. It won't simply tell you how to meditate, it will tell you how to search for an object among many rooms in the twenty-story building!” “Wow!” I gasped, “L-like an X-ray vision or something?!” I got overly excited.