15 Minutes Book Novels & Stories

I ask again for clarification. "I told you. Once you've read the entire book," he says nonchalantly. "The book is, like, 500 pages. That'll take me ages. By the time we start, I won't even remember what's on the first ten pages," I grumble. "Then you'd better get started, little bean," he teases.

She knew it was honest. The second book was seventy pages into its first draft. The chapter on the long middle was the hardest chapter and it was going slowly and she was not rushing it. The second book would take two years, probably. She had two years. She had more than two years — Petra was right, the room was large. Darius read the seventy pages in a single evening. He said: "The chapter on the long middle is the best thing you've written." "It is not finished," she said.

It was a very large building,the walls were decorated with diamonds ,the ceiling itself was another sight to behold. Pooja suddenly slapped my head. "Ouch,what was that for?" "Are you here to admire this place or find a book?" I blinked. "That's right" Pooja walked on. "By this time,the librarian is always asleep by this hour,she sleeps for an hour or forty minutes. The guards at the entrance will be away for the next forty minutes, approximately we have only forty minutes to find this book and slip back out the way we came" I looked at her. "How do you know all this"

After checking the computer, the woman behind the counter nodded. “We have two copies left. Is that the only book you need?” she asked. “Yes! Oh my God! Thank you! What aisle is it in?” “If you wait here, I’ll go get it for you!” “Thank you so much!” Five minutes later I was strolling out the doors, gripping the book tightly. That was $82 I couldn’t afford, but oh well. I would be fine as long as I was careful about rationing my food. At least I didn’t have to worry about the ‘Freshmen Fifteen’. I threw the book in the back seat before slamming my door and starting my car. It was about time I found the stupid book. Now I could go see Becky. I glanced at the clock and immediately groaned when

Learn how to hide and protect yourselves, you idiots. I kept on flipping the book, finding something that seems so interesting. I love reading so maybe I can just read for now even if it'll just end up worthless. I have nothing to do anyway. I'll just continue my hunt to that bastard the moment the sun rises tomorrow. I really love reading books about history and maybe this will help me with my boredom and give me a lot of energy for my battle tomorrow. I read some pages till my eyes landed on an illustration which seems to be erased now if I'll touch it. It has something written in it but it's already blurry. It's visible how many years it has already passed.

"Is that… is that the right page you're on? Maybe you should double check, or I could go get you a new textbook if—” "I’m sure. Already did the last page." "Already?" I grabbed my phone to check the time. Only ten minutes had passed since I started the timer. Ten minutes. “Oh, but an hour really is a long time to do all those questions.” Not at all, it was actually very short, but I was hoping maybe he didn’t know that “You don't have to rush. Instead, you could just maybe do the first page, then we can take a break. Maybe. If you want. We could—"

It read: "Mr. Richards wants you to get ready by 5:30 pm. He intends to leave by 6:45 pm." She put the paper to the side and looked at the time on the wall clock. It was past noon. She still had plenty of time. What was she even going to do to fill up all that extra time? She decided to go to his library and she pick a book. She found one of the books she had previously tried to read. For some reason, the book on seduction kept popping up like it was something the universe wanted her to read. She had read it before but was only able to make it past the first four chapters. Ever since then, she had forgotten that the book had existed until now. With nothing more interesting left to do, she he

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 took me straight to his room and just told me to stay in his room area and not go anywhere until he came. And here I am .. spending almost two hours sitting in front of the fireplace with a five hundred page book at my feet cross-legged on the sofa while the night view from outside the window. I've finished fifteen chapters of a classic themed book with erotic elements, and I'm already immersed in it. I even imagined myself in certain chapters. And now... I'm bored and worried at the same time.