Novel & Cerita The Pretty Book

"Only five million, not as much as what was swindled from me before. Still, it's a good start. With this, I won't have to work as hard." I headed home after chatting with Lawrence a little longer. My editor had sent me a message on WhatsApp, asking me to look for the fantasy novel's contract. At home, I sifted through my files and finally found the contract. Just as I held it in my hands, there was a loud, urgent knock on the door. I put down the document and went to open the door.

I laugh at the clever word play. "Can we go in there?" I plead. Jack looks to where I'm pointing, "Of course." He smiles at me. I smile super hard and stare at the adventure ahead of me. We walk in and I look at a ton of cooking books, dog calendars and more. There's a book there called, Dear Nobody. It's a true story about a girl named, Mary Rose, who has to deal with her drug addiction and boys. The book interests me. I show Jack. "Out of every book in this store, you choose the one about an addict?" Jack raises his eyebrows. I shrug.

His book was lying there, the pages fluttering in the breeze. He didn't need to write anymore. The story was told. Aradaa and Kaelor walked down the steps and toward the treeline. Their figures began to fade, merging with the light and the shadow of the trees. The Unified Network in the sky gave one last, golden pulse—a "Goodbye" that resonated through every leaf and every stone. The wind blew the pages of the "Book of the Two Kings" until it reached the very last leaf. The ink was dark, permanent, and simple.

“Then we will come back here, and I will bury my cock in your virgin pussy.” Her eyes glaze over at that and she licks her lips. “O-okay. Dinner, then…” She waves her hand in the direction of the bed. For someone so impatient to spread her legs for me, she’s adorably shy. She’s the perfect juxtaposition of sweet innocence and naughty princess who needs a good hard fucking. “Let’s go.” ***

“Reid…” “What?” he asked, shrugging. “You’re stronger than anyone I know. Thought you might like a collection of poems with a pretty woman on the cover.” Raees swallowed the lump in her throat, forcing a playful grin. “Wow. Reid Flanagan, secretly a softie.” He smirked. “Don’t tell anyone. It’ll ruin my reputation.” “Too late,” she teased, hugging the book to her chest. “You’re officially exposed. But, wait. Pretty woman? She’s pretty? Who’s prettier between me and her?” She holds up the book to the side of her face for easy comparison.

“Wait here, I’m going to give you something that will help you relax.” Before I could make a protest, she was gone out of my sight. Girl number eleven was now too close to Ace, as if she wanted to sit on her lap. She kept nudging for his biceps, rubbing her arms against Ace’s from time to time. Ace seemed to be oblivious of the lustful stares he was getting from the girls flocking around him. “Got it” Karen came back catching he breathe with three books in her hands. “Here.” “What am I going to do with these?” grabbing the offered books to me, the book on top was entitled ‘Fifty Shades of Grey.’

However, before leaving, I took the notebook with me. The next day, I hired a professional to help me open it. In that notebook, I finally uncovered the truth—and the identity of the person who had harmed me. It was Jerry. His real name was Tommy Wilkins. He also had a younger sister, Bernice Wilkins, who depended entirely on him. Bernice and Michael were practically childhood sweethearts. She had taken a job just to help cover his school fees. Michael was named campus heartthrob the moment he arrived. At the same time, he was a straight-A student. He appeared perfect in every way.

There were so many books on the table, it made the table looks messy. "Urgh, boys are so dirty", She uttered as she opened the book and began to go through it. A piece of paper dropped down to the floor, when she switched to the next page. She dropped the book on the table and swat down to pick it up. " Alvin Dallas, A", She read and gasped. "So that means when he said he failed the test, he was lying, but why did he lied", Precious said in a whisper and felt a cold hand touched her shoulder. She shrug in fear and turned to look at him.

Both the pre-ruin and the post-ruin, I wasn't ready for any of it. My movements came to a halt when my gaze flitted across the street and landed on the poster of the new Fantasy series I had been waiting on; All the Beautiful Things. It was a trilogy. All the beautiful things are red, All the beautiful things are gold, and All the beautiful things are black. It was more like Romantasy actually. A wide grin crept up my face and I looked sideways, before slipping towards the bookstore even though I knew there was no car in sight. Volxe bookstore.

Parker skips towards the house. "Precious would you mind if you call Gabriel and Ameera." I nodded and walk to where Ameera and Gabriel was reading under a bright lamp. "Gabriel, Ameera. Grey Grey wants both of you." The two of them look up and nodded. They place down their book and walk to where Grey was cooking. I look at the cover of their books. Ameera was reading "Prr-ayd. Pride is that correct?" I murmur then read the rest "annd Prr-edjustice? Nope. Again."