Yours Truly Novel Novels & Stories

I was halted with his lifeless yet sincere words and stared at his eyes fervently. "Truly." I whispered.

- Ethan whispered to the beginning of our lives together. - I love you too. - I stood on my tiptoes to feel him squeeze my waist and finally seal us in a kiss, just like in a beautiful romantic movie. Closing one story to finally open another. Thank you. First I thank God for the opportunities he gave me to write this book, my family for being patient with me and you who have read and followed the book so far, I thank the platform for the space and for accepting my book, this is my first novel, I know I don't master it very well, but this book was inspired by a joke when I moved house, Our neighbor had a ferocious sense of humor, but in the end it was just that, well I don't talk about relig

Author's note. Hey guys! Thanks for reading my Novel, My True Friend to the End. It's an important book to me. The inspiration came to me when I and my best friend broke up due to a huge misunderstanding. We realized that we weren't compatible and just had to break up. I would admit, it still hurts. I still wished that we could get back together but well I don't think that it will be possible as she has moved on and I have too I guess.

Because when the lights go out and everyone else is chasing parties or hookups, I’m in my tiny dorm room, fingers flying across the keyboard, writing the kind of stories that make people blush behind their phones. Anonymous submissions to the university literary magazine. No byline, just the pseudonym “Yours Truly.” Readers devour them. Comments flood the forums; filthy, hot and imaginative as hell. But there’s always that one recurring jab: “Bet the author’s a virgin. Those positions sound completely made-up.” It hurts because they’re right. I’ve never even kissed anyone properly, let alone done half the things I describe in graphic detail. My imagination runs wild, but reality? Locked and

“I am truly gone for so long” “Yes, you truly did” “So to get back on track, can someone introduce me to this gorgeous lady over here? Surely, she’s not Krystle, right?” Murphy felt someone directly standing just behind her chair, making her stop in her tracks when everyone’s focus was concentrated on her, gaining her senses back.

I head to Mike's, he's watching Grey's Anatomy, I smirk when I realize I'm gone past the episode he's on. “I've got spoilers” I say, announcing my presence. He pauses it as fast as he can and pleads. “Oh dude no, please, don't, please” I laugh. “Only because you asked nicely though” He goes back to watching it when I interrupt again. “Hey Mike, sorry to interrupt. New girl on the floor?” I ask. “None that I know of. Why?” “I saw a girl, pretty one. Casually dressed, shoulder length hair, blue eyes...”

‎ ‎And Arch didn’t push further. ‎ ‎They simply lay there, two broken people trapped in a lie they created, sharing the silence of the night—and the truth neither of them dared to speak. ‎ ‎

And above all… do your best to speak only truth, or the Game will know. Lies are the currency of the damned. ] Farrah took a deep breath as she carefully read the rules. This was her lifeline after all. She had basically just died from the car accident, and she didn’t want to die again. If there was a chance of survival, she might as well cling to it. Still, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. This simply felt too unreal. “This is insane…” she whispered. “It’s a nightmare. It has to be.”

"He looked at you the way he used to look at me. He protected you the way he used to protect me. You took everything, Nova. So yeah, I took everything from you. Fair trade." She dropped the book on the ground right in front of her feet. "Welcome to the real world," she said quietly. "Where nice girls lose and gold diggers get exposed." She walked back into the room, I bent to pick the now torn book, then Katie emerged from somewhere behind her, gave me one last disgusted look, and followed. I picked up the book, the spine was bent now and the pages crumpled but at least it was still here and it was still mine.

“Someone who can see the amazing person who you truly are. I know we just met, but trust me, your true self shines through. Right now, everything seems to be falling apart, but you have to have faith that the Goddess has a plan for everything.” “Thank you.” I say, sniffling. It’s getting harder for me to be able to keep all my emotions in check.