Novel & Cerita Who Made Me Book

Also, with this being my first book, I grateful with the number of reads and votes so far. Thanks for the support. I think I can call myself a writer now ☺️😸. So, till we meet in my next book, stay blessed. ********** The next is the new book I'm working on. I hope you like it. It's titled Make Me Hate you. It is a whole new book totally has no connection with the previous one. I'm posting the first twelve chapters here and when it's ready, I will post the entire book. let me know your views on it.

I said as I smiled devilishly ~ EDWARD'S POV ~ All alone in the house, I began to go through Breana's stuff. I found a book in her box. It had so much writing inside. I checked it was her writing. I guess this is her diary. Though it's wrong, I still went ahead to read it. I sat down on her bed and began to read them. I felt so bad as I went through her diary for haven wronged her. With what she wrote down, she must have loved me with all her heart but I fucked up by leaving her. I just hope that she won't hate me till the end. Well, I don't think she will as I came across a page in her book where she wrote,

Emma said, walking deep into the living room. "Thanks." She walked to a set of shelves on the far side of the room, running her fingers over the spines of his books. A lot of them were classics, novels by Dickens, Voltaire, Dumas, Melville, and Hemingway. She smiled when her fingers ran over the spine of not one, but three copies of Mitchell's Gone with the Wind. There were modern novels, too, including Stephen King and Sidney Sheldon, but they didn't look as well read as some of the others.

she muttered. Lizzie walked ahead of her carrying the small pile of luggage, “One thing you should know about me. I don’t kid about stocks, world peace or footwear. Just let me do this for you, as a thank you for what you did for me at the fashion show” Chuckling, Kelly let herself be led forward. An hour later, she stood in front of the cheval mirror in her bedroom. And stared. This can’t be me, she thought. She knew Lizzie was good with make up and clothes, and that was why she had asked for her help getting dressed for the party, but Lizze had outdone herself this time.

I said. "So today is the day where you publish your newest book and it's called The Real Deal. Can you tell us briefly what it is about?" The MC asked and I smiled nodding. "Well.. I don't want to spoil anything but it's based on my own love life. I wrote this book for my boyfriend, Ares, just to thank him for everything." I said and I turned to see Ares standing beside my dad. He smiled widely at me and I turned to the audience again nervously.

Surprisingly this is also my most viewed and favoured story. ALSO, the book cover was made but the amazing Anuta Ruban, her Instagram is @annrubann

Joseph asked me as we ate our dinner. I looked at him then back to my food and spoon myself the food, "It's good. Myles was so nice, he even started to ramble about making my book into movies, but I told him that it's ok,I better work on publishing my book first." I said then laugh. Joseph look at me, "Who's Myles?" He asked. "He's the CEO of Z.H.O.U Publisher." I said. "why are you calling him by his first name?" He asked.

The sun wasn’t totally out, it was a lovely weather. She was just about to start reading when the book was snatched out of her hands. She looked up to see a tall frame standing over her. It was Adriano. He held her copy of There are no Saints by Sophie Lark in his hand and looked at the book intriguingly. “This looks like an interesting book. What's it about?” “First of all, it is rude to snatch a book out of that person's hand. Second of all, I'd tell you what it was about, but I don't think it's really your type of book.”

For eight years, Damian Caruso kept me as his secret wife. I handled his family's lawsuits, protected his empire, and raised the son he refused to acknowledge in public. Ethan wasn't even allowed to call him Dad when anyone else was around. I told myself Damian had his reasons. Until our son's seventh birthday. Damian promised he would come home. Ethan waited beside an untouched birthday cake until nearly midnight. Damian never showed. Because Sofia Bellini—the childhood friend everyone already treated as Damian's real woman—had the same birthday. And Damian had chosen hers. That night, I stopped waiting. I signed the divorce papers. The next morning, Damian was in such a hurry to rescue Sof

he continued. "Sorry for the inconvenience, my name is Clyde Louis Contreras, and I'm 24 years old," Clyde introduced while Mortani closed her eyes and listened to his panty dropping voice. "His voice makes my knees weak," she thought. It was the first time she had experienced something like that, even with Ely. "Tani, introduce yourself to him," Grandpa Tassio said.