4 3 2 1 A Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

***This is the third installment of the ‘His’ Series. There are characters in this book that is mentioned in books one and two. If you haven’t read those books, some of the background information might not make sense. Please enjoy! Leave comments and reviews! I do read them!*** Isaiah POV

He answered, dissapearing in a light green blinding light. "Whoa!" "Wonders shall never end." "First someone appears and disappears in a thick red smoke, then boom! another one disappears in a light green blinding light." Elinda talked to herself while pacing in the room. Again, she found herself drawn to the weird picture on the wall, and she took it down to get a closer look at it. When she immediately touched it, the walls behind it opened, displaying a small red cabinet. Out of curiosity, she opened the cabinet and found two golden bottles, which she immediately opened. She inhaled its contents, and a surprise gasp left her mouth. Blood! was what was in there.

Pain kept me awake. The front door clicked open. Someone stepped into the living room, moving quietly, footsteps creeping toward my bedroom. Blackie woke beside me, green eyes glowing in the dark. I took a slow breath and pulled it into my arms. Its warm body pressed against me through my thin pajamas. In the dark, I reached for the lamp on my nightstand. My bedroom door was slightly open. The door swung open, and cold air rushed in. Gritting my teeth, I hurled the lamp.

Chapter 4- Target The fear spread to Elise entirely that halted her breathing. The man Samantha talking right now is no other than the villain in the early chapter of the novel. He’s a complete psycho! A nut dog who has a sadistic tendency. Elise is having goosebumps remembering the scenes from the book she read. Elise spend her time in the orphanage creating a plan and she admit that she’s taking her time but his appearance brought panicked to Elise, she needed to get her grief, it’s a real thing but her trembling never subsides

Emmie held her breath, hoping they would be able to leave without any problems. Finally, Gabe looked back and nodded. He took her hand, and she tightened her fingers around his, never wanting to let go—ever again. They all took careful and very slow steps down the darkened hallway. Darkness was thick through these halls, and she trusted Gabe would lead them out without any difficulty.

Kian avoided my gaze entirely, lowering his head and focusing intently on his glass of water. Throughout dinner, Isabel constantly piled food onto his plate. "You must try this, Mr. Newman. I know it's your favorite," she cooed, following up with, "I spent hours simmering this soup just for you. It's known to be excellent for a man's health." The two of them exchanged glances openly across the table, acting as if I didn’t even exist. After dinner, Isabel stood and began clearing the dishes. She carried a black garbage bag toward the door, but just as she passed me, she suddenly stumbled.

Instead, I would be grounded for a month rather than get nightmares for a year. There was dust on it. The particles made me cough as I blew to brush it off, only to inhale. I read the title as if it was in an ancient language. "Amihan," I whisper in the ancient tongue, pronouncing the word. It wasn't hard. Nay taught me a few letters of the ancient language, so reading the title of this book came in handy. Now here comes the fun part. I open the book to the first page and read the passage.

She wrote until there wasn't a fairy tale lie she couldn't expose anymore. "The End," she wrote at the last page of her novel. Cathedra climbed atop her desk chair and hung a noose over the beams. She tied a knot firmly, making sure it was strong enough to fulfill its purpose. She slipped the knot over her head. She jumped and kicked the chair off. For a few minutes she struggled and fought for breath, the way humans were normally programmed to do. For a few minutes, she had enough time to reflect on her short-lived life.

And I like books more than him. I opened my book. I glanced at his direction again and saw him staring at me. Wait, is he staring or he is just looking and it’s a coincidence that I also glance at him at the same time? Am I assuming? I look back at my book and started reading. Just focus reading, Avis Clove.

As much as possible, they should always try to live a closed life so as not to attract attention from any party. Anindira was surprised to see their apartment now filled with stacks of books everywhere. To her astonishment, in less than a month their apartment was flooded with all kinds of reading books. "This must be Kak Hans!" Anindira exclaimed, glancing at him. ''What is it?'' asked Hans, because Anindira glanced at him very seriously. ''These books...'' answered Anindira. "You know it?!'' Hans asked back.