Unwanted Book Novels & Stories

From this chapter phase two or we can call it book-2 of unwanted her will be starting. Don't worry I will be completing the whole novel in one. I just split the phases. PHASE/BOOK-2 "WANTED ONLY HER" Author's Pov Flashback Leonard frowned watching his wardrobe perfectly set, there wasn't a single sign of dirt over the place. Maybe his mother kept his room clean and eventually, a scoff escaped his lips. What is the use of showing this fake love when she never even tried to stand up for him? He spend ten years away from her, from his own mother yet she was still here looking fine as always.

It seemed Hugo had finally realized I was really gone. His texts were frantic, demanding to know where I was, telling me he was coming to find me. I thought about blocking him entirely. But knowing Hugo's persistence, he would just switch numbers and keep messaging me. So instead, I simply set my phone to Do Not Disturb and headed to my university to report in. I returned to my old life, where I was researching alone, in solitude and peace. The only difference was that the ever-present figure shadowing me was no longer there.

Call me greedy, I was just being a wolf. I WILL BE CONTINUING THIS BOOK HERE INSTEAD OF CREATING A NEW BOOK FOR THE FOLLOW-UP. HOPE TO RECEIVE YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT AND KEEP THE AMAZING ENERGY GOING. MUCH LOVE. (Book2 Continues HERE) #Hope you enjoyed this. Please Check out my new book JAMES, PHILIP AND ME if you are into Dragon shifters. Thanks Guys.

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“He’ll try calling the companies which sent the books to find out who purchased them, only to find out that his own name is on the buyer accounts.” “He’ll be baffled and angry, and of course he’ll throw it all away – but the outrage will pass after a week or so. That’s when the next set of packages will arrive.” I continue, becoming more animated by the minute. “More self-help books about overcoming the things he would consider most humiliating, in conjunction with supplies to help him improve. Adult bedwetting literature with boxes of diapers; books on how to pleasure your unsatisfied lover along with penis enhancement pills; feminization porn along with frilly dresses and sex toys.

The sea breeze was relaxing as well as hearing my son’s giggles as Drake continued teaching him how to swim. I looked for the bookmark on the book, scanned a few pages, and was able to locate it. This was a romance novel that I had not read for almost seven years. After I got married, all my books were forgotten as I focused my attention on my husband. After the divorce, I sold everything that reminded me of my ex-husband, including his car, house, and lot, leaving nothing but my books, which I kept with me. It was a long and painful process, but it was worth it in the end. Until he returned. I was back to square one in handling my emotions and feelings.

But I also didn’t want to be killed right now. My lips parted as I feigned movement, bringing the meat closer to my mouth but at the last second, I froze. My entire body revolted. His gaze darkened. "Eat it." A lump formed in my throat. I swallowed hard, my fingers trembling around the chunk of flesh. "I can't eat it , I'm a vegetarian", I failed to it and spoke. "This little human thinks , I like being disrespected. First take her in the dungeon, and starve her for three days",

I blurted out my question and it suddenly sounded like I was nagging. "You don't have to worry about me. I was safe." He said and I slowly blinked back the tears that were starting to circulate around my eyeballs. "Who cares! I was never worried about you." I replied sounding hasher than I expected. Then there was brief silence. "There's this book I read. It's about a witch whom cursed an Alpha making him unable to find his mate. He just had to find happiness in the arms of other women whom didn't deserve him." He paused and looked at me.

To be honest, this is too exaggerate for him to do. Did he even think about the money he wasted if these books were stock for long waiting for them to be read? What if termites and live around here? It would be such a waste if these books would end up being destroyed by those pests rather than consumed by the minds of a true-blooded reader. At this moment, I can't help but feel sad while looking at the massive inventory of books inside this place. I wish I have the authority to read all of them.

Wilma ordered playfully, pulling out a magazine from her bag. I groaned, "Really Wilma? I've told you to stop reading those things in here, what if a customer walks in and sees that? You know it would be bad for business. It's a bookstore which intellectually stimulates, not some porno shop" I expressed. "Okay first of all, have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe, the reason why business isn't moving is because no one is interested in reading boring old books anymore? This is what people are into these days, okay? News, gossip, all that juicy information.