90 Minute Book Novels & Stories

Inez added. “Bring wine, too,” Cass pleads. “Okay, Cass, now this is brilliant. Inez giggled with excitement. Cassandra ended the call and quickly went back to her baking. Inez had allocated twenty minutes for Cassandra, but it all passed too quickly, and she wasn’t there yet. As she began to doubt, the doorbell went off and interrupted her thoughts.

"Aww a mini Lance. That's so adorable. And what's the book about." "About a girl falling for someone unexpected. The same guy that told her on her worst day that, one day a stranger will walk into her life and will flip her world upside down. And it will make her realize as to why it never worked out with anyone else but him." I smiled while looking at him in the crowd. "The book is called, My Personal BodyGuard. Based on true events." I smiled. Once my interview was over there was a meet and greet. I walked over there and there was a big line. It lasted about 2 hours.

“For nineteen minutes?” “Of course,” I reply confidently. “It must be a really special book since you keep reading it upside down.” I immediately check the book, and indeed I'm holding it upside down. “That's exactly why it took nineteen minutes,” I quickly defend. “I’m uhm… I'm trying to test out a new reading technique.” “Must you argue to the end even when you've been obviously caught? Just admit that you weren't reading the book,” Roxie demands. Not ready to back out, I continue the argument. “I will never admit a thing, I can even explain the book to you.”

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.

Caleb called out, his voice loud over the engine. The wind whipped past my ears, everything outside blurring as if life itself had sped up. The only thing sharp and clear was Caleb's smiling face beside me, burned into my mind. After more than ten minutes, the car finally slowed to a stop. I unbuckled and tried to step out, still buzzing with excitement. I almost lost my balance, but Caleb caught me effortlessly.

The book was a library hardback with a great white shark on the cover, opened to a page that was almost entirely photographed. “Lucas.” “This one is ten tonnes,” he said, without looking up. “It says ten. They thought it was too big to be real so they measured it twice.” “Lunch box.” “Yeah.” “Now.” “Just—” “Now, Lucas. The bus is in nine minutes.” He closed the book with his thumb marking the page, got up off the floor, opened his backpack on the counter, and started digging. Chloe came down the stairs behind me with one sock on and an opinion already forming.

I decided I would never be able to like this cake again. Thirty minutes remained until midnight. Yvette stopped replying to my texts. I did not disturb her either. I turned and began packing my things. One minute remained until midnight. I took the last make-up card from the jar, ready to tear it up. Suddenly, someone knocked on the front door. I paused and hurried to open it. “Hello, this is a gift from Ms. Lawson. Please sign here.” The delivery person held out a watch box. He waited politely. At the same time, I got a text from Yvette.

He looked at his notepad and wrote a word. He had not mentioned nine minutes. The timing figure had not appeared in this meeting — he'd referenced a window of ten-fifteen to eleven, which was a forty-five-minute span. The nine-minute duration was in his private evidence file, in the courier route log, in the document he had not shared with her. Nine minutes in a clinic.

And it was from her that this legend was born – the Legend of the New Moon. Kylie’s eyes caressed the last page of the book she was reading with much love. She desperately sought another page, but there was no more. This book had kept her company for the past few hours. It's thick pages had become all her fingers could recognise during this brief period. Alas, all good things were meant to come to an end one day. In this case, in a few hours; for she had read a book of almost 400 pages in less than two hours!

She said. "mmmm... Can I see the book? I mean if you want." The prince wanted to see the book. But Chenyin was scared to hand it over. "I promised to master that I- - -" "I won't open it. I will just want to touch it." He said. Chenyin gave the book to the Prince. The book was brown. It had a beautiful design on it. And it has also a lock on it. "Hey it has a lock on it. Did you notice?" He asked.