11 Minutes Book Novels & Stories

I then readjusted the guns on the wall to my liking, putting all the different brass knuckles in one box afterwards. I closed the door behind me as I jumped on my bed, finally done with all of it. "Two more minutes and I'll head down," I thought to myself. It was 4:30 p.m, so I still had time. Or at least, that's what I thought until my father's voice boomed throughout the house. "Athena Hendrix! Down here now!" I flinched, quickly getting up and tilting my head in confusion. "I thought he said til five," I spat.

I walked into the inner part of the book shop and excused myself after I belched. “This one is Six Thousand Naira”. “If you interrupt mw again, you won’t like what I’ll do to you…” The shopkeeper saw my countenance and left me alone, before going to fetch cellophane bag. He picked up the 2009 Guinness Book of World Records and bagged it, and waited patiently for me to pick another book. I soon picked The Family by Mario Puzo and Carol Gino. I was handing the novel to the shopkeeper, who was already with a calculator, when I saw it. It was a dark hardcover book, with pink and dark designs. I smiled broadly and extracted it from the shelf with both hands.

I pointed behind him. “NASA has a book. It’s easy.” “It looks amazing.” “Even third graders can do it.” “I don’t care.” I shook my head. “Will you wait for me?” I looked around at the school. He smiled. “Aurora, I’ve waited eight years for you. I can wait four more hours.” The drive to Aiden’s house was quiet. Before I got out of Little Genius, I set a timer for sixty minutes on my phone. I played with my bag strap, looking at the boring view outside, trying to calm down.

Mother has her faults— a lot of them, actually, but this restaurant is something good to admire her for. I pull my hoodie down even more, hoping that no one would recognize me or my scent. Although the way I smell must have been altered a bit, but still! Before I left the house, I had taken one of my favourite books with me to come and read over here. Fishing into my back pack, I brought it out. The Silent Twin by Caroline Mitchell. An old favourite. A waiter came to my table and stopped. “Ma’am?” “Ma’am? I’m sorry, but you have been here for over fifteen minutes. You cannot stay here for more than ten minutes without ordering a meal. Are you going to order something, please?” He asked polit

Taking it, I settled down on one of the plush sofas, which somehow didn’t reek of dust, and began to read. Twenty minutes later, or so I thought, I heard Rachel’s voice. “Time’s up! We have to go!” I immediately protested. “But I’ve only been reading for twenty minutes!” I raised my brow as I observed my friends exchanging confused expressions, including Diana. “You’ve been reading that particular book for more than three hours, Dora,” Levina stated, staring at the book. The intensity of her gaze, mirrored by the others, made it clear they were curious about what had occupied my time, especially since it wasn’t a large volume.

He grinned ear to ear. "Thank you" I muttered, flipping through the pages of the book. "The chicken and waffles should be ready in the next ten minutes, make sure you time because anything greater than that, the food is going to get ruined! I need to leave because I have something to attend to " He pulled me on the cheek before walking past me.

But at the end they ended up together and I was happy with that ending. I finished their book in an hour and forty minutes, and I drop it on the table. As soon as I do, Blake picks up the book and he drops Twisted Games. “How long have you been done with the book?” I ask him. “About twenty minutes, I did not want to rush you so I let you finish at your own pace,” he replies.

she said. "You earned it," Clara said. "Forty-three minutes, Lena. In a footnote." "Forty-three", Lena said. "I mentioned the timing specifically," Clara said. "In the recommendation. I thought they should know what they were getting." Lena looked at the clock on the library wall.

Now is a really good time since I'm alone and not expecting any visitors. I really can't explain just how time flies. I've been reading the book and I'm on CHAPTER thirty-five. It just feels like I read chapter one five seconds ago. But now it's almost 5 pm. I take my phone under the pillow taking a little bit of a break from the book. I get all these messages and missed calls from Bruna telling me to get online. This doesn't sound good.

I reply in a loving tone as I walk over to the stone bar to grab my duplicate book and go find a place at the table. Gabriel mirrors me and when he sits next to me he does so by pulling his seat as close to me as possible and then running his right hand around my abdomen. I guess he saw Jorfit 's look at me. The main thing I do when I open my eyes and notice that everyone in the room has nodded in agreement is check the time on my phone. Fifteen minutes after 12 PM. Unbelievable, I barely slept 30 minutes. To top it off, I'm not done flipping through the eighth section of Valack 's idiotic book . I put my hands over my face and stifled a groan. I should still understand tomorrow, I can't be