13 The Book Novels & Stories

he says, his tone serious. "I think I know what this is." His brow furrows. "I read about this in one of the books in the school's library. I think it's a pocket dimension." "A pocket dimension?" I shake my head. "What does that mean?" "It's an intentionally—magically—constructed space. One with limits. Boundaries. Usually, they're set up to trap someone or protect something." "Like an all-powerful relic." I exhale all the air in my chest.

I would often feel my stomach kick me with hunger , as my nose smelt the food that was cooking but I easily turned my attention back to the burning kingdom. Eventually after a while , I hear footsteps nearing me – I do not take notice of the person who takes a seat next to me and the masculine scent that enters my nose accompanied by the delicious smell of food , I come to a conclusion that it is Xavier with a plate of food. “Here…” he brings a spoon full of the bowls content to my mouth , and at first I refuse it but eventually I had given in to it’s scent and opened my mouth. He began to feed me , and I actually enjoyed it – it was comforting , like he is there for me but did not need to r

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"He would have liked knowing it came out." "Yes," Sera said. "He would have." The library. The fire. The leather bookmark is at page three twelve. She picked up the book. She read page three twelve. She turned to page three thirteen. The chapter had, finally, the right quality of attention.

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

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For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

Ynna, his servant, was being served differently. I wish there was no servant either, but Estrebelle doesn't want to leave and I'm getting a little used to her always being there to help me. I lay down on the wide bed but didn't fall asleep right away so I reached for a book there that wasn't too thick. It is entitled Homer's Odyssey. The title of the book is unfamiliar to me but based on its appearance it is not like the books I am used to here at Wysteria. It's a hardbound book with a coat and its title is gold.

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

I tell her, remembering I am now her new tutor. "Okay," she sighs. "What would you like to read?" I ask, and as if I made her day again, she smiles brilliantly and answers: "Ovid's Metamorphosis!" I can't help but laugh at her enthusiasm. "Why that book?" I am intrigued a little girl would be so excited to read a book meant for college students. I should know. I had to read the book as part of my mythology elective. "Because of the gods and goddesses!" She simply answers.