127 Hours The Book Novels & Stories

he instructed me. “Alright” Taking the keys from him, I wait for him to leave. “You have one hour and twenty minutes” he added as he decided to leave. My eyes widened. Forty minutes have already passed. I should be quick. I started with the top shelf corner. It took me twenty minutes as I went through every page, reading history, about curses and stuff. One hour passed by and I was losing my hope as only two books were remaining. Only twenty minutes and I went through the remaining two books. My heart was saddened when I did not find the cure. With an angry growl, I kicked the shelf. And a small leather book fell down. Frowning, I took a look and flipped it.

Zayden As soon as I got done showering, I hurried and dried my body and hair, put on my clothes and walk out the door. I see my little mate sitting in the chair I left her in but with a book in hand. I slowly walk over to her and lean on the back of the chair. I notice she is reading my favorite book. Catch 22 by Joseph Heller. “How do you like it so far?” I startled her apparently as she jumped as soon as I asked the question.

Lauren POV Morning comes the same way it always does now, quiet, early, refreshing. I wake before my alarm, before the city fully remembers itself, before my mind has time to wander into places I no longer allow it to live in. The ceiling above me is unfamiliar but safe. That’s how I like it now. I sat in the silent, slightly dark room for about 15 minutes before picking up the new book I'd gotten the last time I went shopping. Atomic Habits by James Clear.

Seconds felt like hours while I consumed the pages of the book. Each new revelation sent my mind reeling, hours of the day blending and shifting into a single melting pot of earth-shattering realization after another until all the pieces, like the rubik's cube I had once solved as a child in less than 5 minutes, fell neatly into place. I whispered my denial, feeling the slow shake of my head. "This can't be right! It goes against everything we've been taught!" The celestial wolf, who is generally portraying a very passive appearance sitting down beside was also a little curious. But, and do you remember this, deep down inside of you, you know that what he is saying is true.

11:54 11:55 11:56 11:59 12:00 Once the clock stroked 12, a shiver ran down my spine ,my body was aching for a release and he wasn’t in sight yet. I heaved a sigh,as the clock stroked 12:20 a few minutes later. The library had a few people in it but nevertheless I decided to go round placing books back where they were meant to be. I took off my jacket and started going round, placing books back, I got to the back row of the library , it didn’t have a enough light, so people hardly sat there to read, there was a book on one of the tables. It was a Novel by Ana huang famous author for the twisted series, it was Twisted hate and the open page was one the steamy hate sex scenes between Jules and

“unlucky contestants…shelf two, book thirteen.” It sounded oddly like a personal note. My curiosity won out and I skimmed my fingers along the spines of the books until I chose one at random. I pulled out a medium-sized book, a deep shade of navy blue. Earthen twine was wrapped around the book, and there was a picture on the front. A middle-aged man with chocolate hair and dark eyes smiled up at me. The cover of the book read, “Arthur Zimmerman, Game 71.

I replied without hesitation: [Quinn, let's break up. After sending it, I blocked her. I did not question her any further, nor did I accuse her hysterically. I simply ended this seven-year-long deception. When the plane took off, I turned and looked at the city lights outside the window. Where those lights glowed in the distance, there would never again be a way home for me.

FINAL DAY OF THE AWAKENING Chaos’s P.O.V I was awoken by the beating of drums and the echoes of a chant you rarely heard even back in our home realm. A chant that was as old as time itself. I turned to find Xavier leaning against the headboard with his eyes squeezed shut.

“a thought inducing read” Regardless, I didn’t put the book down till I was done. When I looked up, it was late, and I hadn’t even realized that I had been reading with the automatic sensor lights that had come on. My watch revealed that it was almost eight pm. I had been reading for almost twelve hours. I grabbed my laptop and opened it. Fifteen minutes later, I had ordered ten thousand copies of March Madness. I had only stopped at ten thousand because that was all that was printable at the moment.

Feels pleasant yet mixed feelings of a bit of regret. Four days left before the cruise line ended, and we returned home. Back in our room, I decided to relax and watch movies all day. I've brought my laptop and wire to hook up to the tv so we wouldn't have to pay for the film. I opened N*****x, and we took turns picking movies. We stayed on the couch for the last five hours, glued to the screen. It was Liam's choice of a film that we watched a scary movie, The Conjuring; out of all the films, why pick a film that could give me nightmares? So, during the film, I covered my eyes throughout most of it.