Prepare to fall head over heels for Myah Ariel and her captivating first novel, When I Think of You. This enchanting masterpiece will have you entranced from start to finish. Myah Ariel’s storytelling skills are unparalleled, as she effortlessly weaves a tale that will grip your heart and leave you longing for more. Get ready to embark on a journey filled with emotion, romance, and unforgettable characters. When I Think of You is a must-read for anyone looking to escape into a world of pure literary bliss. Don’t miss out on experiencing the magic that Myah Ariel has created with her debut work of fiction.
Ariel got inspired to write her book based on her own personal encounters as a Hollywood assistant. The story revolves around a romance that gets a second chance, featuring a receptionist in Hollywood who is struggling and a successful director who used to be her true love.
In the story “When I Remember You,” we meet Kaliya Wilson, an ambitious young woman who has worked tirelessly at a movie studio for many years. Her dedication and hard work have finally paid off when she unexpectedly runs into Danny Prescott, her former college sweetheart and a promising director. As they reconnect, Danny presents Kaliya with an enticing job opportunity on his upcoming film. This offer holds great potential to turn her dreams into reality, but there’s a catch – can Kaliya take the risk of falling for someone who has hurt her before? Find out if Kaliya’s pursuit of her dreams will outweigh the fear of a broken heart in this captivating and relatable tale.
In her first book, Ariel explores the fascinating realm of Hollywood gossip, corporate power plays, and beyond, drawing inspiration from the scandalous world of Janet Jackson. Dive into this captivating debut where Ariel takes you on a journey through the glitz, glamour, and hidden complexities of Tinseltown. Get ready to uncover secrets, navigate through high-stakes boardroom battles, and discover the true stories behind the scenes. With a writing style that feels like a friendly conversation, Ariel engages readers with relatable anecdotes and thought-provoking insights. Buckle up for an exhilarating ride that will leave you both entertained and enlightened.
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I can’t help but ponder about his thoughts on the scene before him, beyond just witnessing a lady indulging in a delicious treat privately. To start with, during my time in college, right before starting, I decided to go for the “big chop”. Consequently, my once relaxed and smooth dark-chocolate curls transformed into a wild and bouncy mane of coils that now extend down to my shoulders. However, it’s not just my physical appearance that intrigues me; I’m curious about what he thinks when he sees me at this moment, acting as the one responsible for answering phone calls.
As Danny draws nearer, I attempt to discreetly gulp down a hefty portion of my muffin, but it proves to be an unsuccessful endeavor. Before I can finish swallowing, he arrives at my desk and unleashes a torrent of words without restraint.
Hey there, Kaliya! I’ve got something exciting to share with you. How about collaborating on my upcoming film? But here’s the catch: I don’t want you to be just any director’s assistant. Nope, I want you to be MY assistant. You see, I’ve taken on the director’s role for this project. Just in case that wasn’t clear, I’m the one calling the shots now. I wonder if you’re familiar with my directing experience or not. It’s totally alright if you are or aren’t, by the way. Anyway, I don’t mean to assume anything about your knowledge of my career or anything like that. Oops! Sorry for my rambling. Sometimes, I lose track of my thoughts. By the way, did you notice how my eyes were wandering aimlessly a moment ago? Well, now they’re locked onto yours.
As I continue munching on my food, it catches in my throat, causing me to almost gag. Seizing this moment, he interrupts once more to share his thoughts. With a casual wave of his hand, he expresses his uncertainty about whether or not I am satisfied with what I am currently engaged in. It’s like he’s trying to say that he believes I am not content with my current situation. However, he abruptly halts his train of thought, realizing that his intended ending to that sentence may not have been the best choice of words after all.
In that split moment, my mind goes haywire as I try to process the sheer bluntness of his words. Regaining my composure long enough to gulp down the rising frustration, I can’t help but feel a surge of resentment at the audacity of my ex questioning my career choice. With a sharp edge to my tone, I fire back at him, “Who are you to judge if I’m content in this job, Danny? You’re no longer acquainted with who I am, and the last thing I need is any sort of assistance from you.”
As I innocently wave the muffin in Danny’s direction, I catch a glimpse of his disapproving expression. He chuckles and shakes his head, reminding me that I’m not simply extending a sweet treat his way. “Kaliya,” he begins, “this isn’t about charity. I want to offer you a real opportunity—a job.” Though it’s been quite some time since we last collaborated, Danny is confident that the ambitious girl within me still exists. He presents his latest venture, a groundbreaking project unlike anything he’s ever pursued. And he wants me to be a part of it, inviting me to reenter the exciting world I once thrived in.
To be honest, it’s hard for me to believe when he says that. It’s been quite a long time since we collaborated on The Last Song, his final project in film school. And during that time, a lot has changed for me. I haven’t really been actively involved in the industry, especially since my days in film school. However, there’s a small glimmer of hope that’s starting to sneak into my mind. But I quickly suppress that feeling because deep down, I know better than to trust Danny Prescott again.
“Hey, do you think your number hasn’t changed?” he asks with a sense of urgency, making it clear that he didn’t come here all by himself. It’s possible that Celine is waiting for him downstairs.”
My gut reaction is to give a slight nod of agreement. But then it hits me, like a sudden realization, that he actually still has my phone number. Without thinking, I blurt out in surprise, “Wait, you still have my number?”
With no intention of hiding his lingering annoyance, he retorts, “Yup, so how about giving me another chance to be in your good graces by unblocking me?”
In a split second, a pang of regret strikes me briefly, but I quickly brush it aside, choosing to deal with it later when I am at a safe distance from his presence. I ponder for a moment, wondering if perhaps I bear some responsibility for his anger. After all, we once shared a special connection in the past. However, he made a colossal mistake, one that I didn’t give him the opportunity to apologize for or clarify. Ignoring him entirely seemed like the easiest route to take in order to move forward from that situation.
Just as I thought I would have to respond to him, the ringing of the phone interrupts me. I swiftly pick it up and pass the call to someone else. As soon as I hang up, Danny is taken aback by the sound of a text message coming from his pocket. He glances at his phone and I notice the tension in his expression.
“I’ve been called,” he states calmly. “However, you don’t have to make a decision right away. Tonight, I’ll be hosting a Q&A session following a screening of one of my father’s movies at the School of Cinematic Arts. If you’re able to attend, I’ll ensure you have a reserved seat. Perhaps afterwards, we could meet for a relaxed chat over a cup of coffee?”
He takes a momentary pause, likely anticipating me to show some sign of agreement which I am not prepared to do. His shoulders droop with the slightest of movements, but he remains undeterred. “I will send you the information via text message.”
I ignore his seductive gaze as I casually cross my arms and avert my eyes, pretending not to notice the charming way his eyes crinkle at the corners.
Just as he is about to leave, I realize I missed my chance to stop him. Watching him walk towards the elevator, I can’t help but gaze at the muffin in my hand and consider what his reaction would be if I were to throw it at him from behind.
However, I dismiss the idea quickly. After all, blueberry is my absolute top choice when it comes to delicious fruits.