Unscripted Book Novels & Stories

"If you're really interested in your 'sister', why not book her again?" "What kind of person do you think I am?" I protested, my face flushed with anger. After drinking, Robert dropped me off at home. His suggestion kept echoing in my mind, and I wondered if I should book Eleanor again. However, I kept pushing the thought away. Maybe it was the alcohol, or perhaps it was my true desire, but I ended up logging into the coin auction website. Finding my previous purchase history, I saw that the same coin was still listed. A surge of anger washed over me as I realized Eleanor was still doing this. She actually lied to me! Impulsively, I booked the coin, desperate to see her face when she showed

Fine. A text notification chimed. Nelly: So??? How did Operation Seduction go??? I sent back a single, tearful emoji. My phone rang instantly. “That bad?” she asked, her voice softening. I narrated the disastrous events--the candles, the petals, the lingerie, the snoring. To my mortification, she burst into laughter. “Oh, honey, no! It’s tragic! I’m sorry, I shouldn’t laugh. It’s just so… Kwame.”

Inside was a beautifully illustrated book: ‘Codes, Ciphers, and Secret Writing for Beginners. Bella’s eyes lit up. “Thank you, Uncle Strom!” She immediately sat down on the grass, opening the book, the party forgotten. Strom allowed himself a small, genuine smile before melting back to his post. As the golden afternoon began to mellow into evening, William tapped his glass gently. The chatter softened. He put an arm around Mimi, drawing her to his side.

And somehow, that promise doesn’t scare me. The world should fear Damian Bernardi. But me? I never have. Because I know, I’m the only thing he will never destroy. End of Unspoken Promises…. Please let me know what you think….. Book Two - Unspoken Truths - Coming Soon

“Feels strange, doesn’t it? Saying it out loud. In front of everyone.” “Strange and right,” Martin replied. He thought back to all the nights they had lain awake in anonymous hotel rooms, talking in hushed tones about what a future without secrecy might look like. The fear of lost sponsorships, hostile crowds, career-ending scandals. Tonight, they had faced the first wave of that future and survived—more than survived. They had triumphed.

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I always wanted to meet a mind reader. "Can you read minds ?" I finally spoke after debating for a long. "No" He said with an uninterested tone. "Then how did you know what I was..." "It's easy to know what you're thinking as everything is written in your face" Without letting me complete my sentence, he spoke in a quick manner.

Miranda didn’t expect that she’s this known to young adults, especially to the ones attending a strict boarding school. “I read your book Falling to the Depths, when will you release the fifth part? I couldn’t get over the last book!” Miranda hid the sadness in her smile. She too, couldn't get over it. “Most of you love my work, thank you,” Miranda appreciated the students. Miranda looked at the class in front of her and smiled sweetly, "And how even the most powerful person could feel powerless in front of the person they love."

I also arranged my belongings for tomorrow before going to bed. It's already 9:40 pm. For me it's still too early at this time. Sometimes, I just read and mostly on facebook and watch EXO and NCT videos because I don't easily fall asleep and my insomnia always attacks. I always drink milk but it still doesn't work. I justudt scrolled on my messenger when I noticed the man I had chatted with earlier. James Von Waltridge :Sorry, but I can't understand what you're saying. Seen Jane Valdez

The last color of our rainbows, the missing piece of our songs, the one who'll complete our untold stories. This is not just the right time... "Mr. Timothy Kim, what can you say about this issue that you're drinking alcohol that night?" the conference hall went silent and they just waited Timothy's answer, like they're craving for it. "No, I'm not. Those are just rumors. I went to that convenience store to buy some of my favorite drinks. I just want to make it clear everything. Not all you see is the truth, and not all the words you hear about me, about the Metamorphosis are real. To all our fans out there... please, believe in us." He said in front of the media and reporters.