The Notebook Sequel Novels & Stories

“That is either deeply reassuring or deeply alarming depending on how you look at it.” “Both,” I said. “At the same time.” “Obviously,” she said, and topped up her wine. The notebook was what I was thinking about when I refilled my tea, because I had noticed it was different from Ethan’s. Older. More worn. The cover had the specific quality of something that had been carried for a long time before it ended up on my kitchen table. When the project reached a natural pause, Ethan picked up the unfamiliar notebook and looked at it for a moment. Then he looked at Noah.

She looked at me. Her words made me speechless. How can I answer her when I haven't found it yet? He was there. He didn't meet her. Is it because of the spat between us? Sometimes this little girl makes me feel speechless. "Well, Keep that tab. Don't know what kind of books you read!" I tried to get the tab from her hands but she pulled it back. "It's the notebook" She pouted. "It's Ipad" I corrected her. "No no, the book's name is The Notebook. Ryan Gosling is in the film. I like him"

ASHLEY… Half way through reading the novel I got to find out it had a sequel to it, it wasn't completed yet. I grabbed Racheal's laptop, putting in her password as I began to search for the author of "His master and her submissive" but I only found the author's name which is dark Ink but there aren't any pictures on social media. I also checked on the day the new sequel will be released but nothing was found, the author hadn't disclosed anything.

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I just wanted to say a big thanks to everyone who joined me on this journey. I really appreciate it. This book has finally come to an end but don't be sad, I'm bringing more of them. I'll be writing a sequel to it, Theo's story (Dario's brother). I've had a couple of things planned for this guy. As a spoiler alert it will not just be a plain romance story it will have a bit of mystery. Trust me you'll love it...in fact you'll love Theo's character.

“It’s your second day looking. You almost toured the campus, you even went to the college campus, you still can’t find what you’re looking for?” That d*mn notebook. It was my second day looking around campus for the notebook that I had accidentally lost. I just got curious about what was written in that notebook. I didn’t expect that I didn’t realize I was going to release it while running. And one more thing, why does that four-eyed strawberry still have such a notebook like that?

The knowing saw. Don wrote this in the notebook. The notebook was the small black one he carried on walks—the one that had replaced the previous small black notebook, which had filled up and been retired to the study, where it sat on the shelf with the other filled notebooks from the thirty-two years. The accumulation of notebooks. The accumulation of observations. The accumulation of the seeing.

"Get out." "Without those keys, you have nothing," Jessica countered. "You’re the girl from the wrong side of the tracks who got lucky. But luck runs out when the man holding the umbrella dies. Give me the code to the vault, or I’ll let the board of directors strip this place bare by morning." "Noah left a notebook," Lydia said, her voice turning icy. "He wrote about the accounts. And he wrote about people like you." Jessica’s expression shifted to something predatory. "The notebook? Where is it?"

“It shifts the measure of a life.” She looked over at him. “We were never trying to be permanent.” “No,” he agreed. “We were trying to be permeable.” She smiled. “Let it pass through. Let it become.” --- 11:44 PM — Bedroom The notebook rested on her lap. The one they had decided not to include in the official canon. Its cover said: Notes for After. In it were pieces. Questions that they had not solved. Phrases too gentle to be clauses. Such as: