The Winner Novel Novels & Stories

Let me hear all your guesses, and see who got it right in the end (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠). By the way, this book joined one of Goodnovel's contests. But judging by how things turned out, I sadly don't think I am going to win any prize. I am not sad, actually. I am just hopeful that my next book will do better (Let me spill the beans. A new book might come out later. A werewolf triggering romance, with an obsessive and a lovesick Lycan King, and a soft but confused female lead. Oooo (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠).

Then he was gone, the sound of the front door closing moments later echoing through the too-quiet house. I stood frozen by the window, the untouched coffee cooling in my hands. The warmth of the sun on the glass felt like a lie. Inside, I was encased in the frost he’d left behind. The embers of last night’s unwanted fire still smoldered low in my belly, a treacherous counterpoint to the profound cold settling in my chest. He’d proven his point with brutal efficiency. He could make my body sing for him, then leave me standing alone in the echoing silence of his indifference. The battle lines weren't just drawn; they were scorched into the earth between us, marked by the chilling emptiness whe

silence filled the air as the woman slowly took the name out of the envelope. “Our winner is Elysia Alderidge, for the book ‘The woman he could never love.’” John Mickelson smiled, applauding as he watched her mount the stage again to receive it, the surprise, quite evident on his face since he knew that for the past eight years, it has always been between him and Freya. “Wow,” he muttered under his breath. “I guess there's someone new in the game. I'm impressed.” “And lastly, for this distinguished storyteller award, we have names that have won today, but surprisingly, the winner is…Emily Donovan!”

I could feel an intense gaze on me but i didn’t dare to look at the direction it’s coming from. I opened my book and started working, but that feeling didn’t go away, i was definitely being watched. Mr Isaac’s voice echoed in the classroom. “Winston Smith is the protagonist of which George Orwell novel?” I raised my hand. “Yes Miss Jenkins” “1984” “Very, very good Miss Jenkins, that is correct can you tell me what genre of book does Danielle Steel primarily write?” “Romance” “Excellent! What do George Eliot, George Sand and Acton Bell all have in common?”

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"You think I wanted to prepare food, you're the one cooking today and please add pepper very well." "I know!" Wunmi laughed and went to the kitchen to prepare Lara’s favourite food, Beans and Plantain. She came back to the room and saw Lara on the bed with her laptop. “What are you doing?” Lara gestured for Wunmi to sit beside her. "Congratulations." Wunmi raised her eye brows. "For what? Did I finally win the Wattys?" "What is Wattys?” Lara chuckled. “You've got a job now." "What job? How? I don’t get you.”

Bought me a $10 million penthouse in West Hill, too. "Face it—I'm the one winning this time." I stayed quiet, even as she jabbed her manicured finger into my forehead. When I didn't respond, she huffed, bored, then kicked me one more time for good measure before strutting away.

It was a miracle that the Librarian didn't come to send us out, but at the back of my mind, my thoughts went to the direction that maybe Dili had something to do with that too. We talked about anything and everything like we were all old friend. Well they all went way back, but I wasn't in anyway their long time friend. But the way they carried me like I was one of them, like I was part of their small group, really made me happy. It made me feel....accepted. "It's true sef" started Victoria "Who else has seen their physics mid-term script?" "Oh that, I got my own today. I got an 87, what about you?" Favour asked.

“I know, why you chose Ghidni.” “Why?” “It's easy. You defeated three travellers in the last month. That's how you got three wives.” “How do you know?” “The footprints are fresh.” “What about the second part?” “The travelers returned, you defeated them and gave them one of your sisters.” “True.” Haldir's card was a Shieldbreaker. With one move, he destroyed most of the cards in bear's deck. The bear, with only three cards left in his hand, placed a protect-unit.

Tiffany offered as my eyes widened in surprise before I sat with them. “Thank you.” I said softly as she nodded and focused on her novel once more. “What genre is that?” I asked her as she slowly looked up at me. “Romance and thriller.” She replied as I nodded. “I didn’t take you as a reader.” I told her as she shook her head. “I didn’t take you as a yapper.” She told me as I paused my chewing. “Oh.” I said as Maria chimed in, “so how as your stay here?”