A Book Apart Books Novels & Stories

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The ladies all giggle and Julie stands, handing a new bookmark to each of us. "Yes. We figured we'd get you ones that suited you a little better." she says. The new one is dark blue with gold lettering that says 'Real men read dirty books'. I smile and look over at Ev who's showing Harper his excitedly. "These are great. Thank you." I say just as Bri nudges me. "Oh! Tell them your joke, love!" Harper says excitedly. Ev rolls his eyes before addressing the group.

After that he stood and left me in the room. Now barely an hour later he sends me a trunk full of books. Ella moved to stand behind me and I could hear her sharp intake of breath when her eyes landed on the books. "They're beautiful, right?" Ella only nodded her head and leaned down to touch the spines of one of the books. They weren't really books to be precise, well they were books but not really big ones, almost like journals, just bigger and fresher. The covers were embossed in a beautiful flower pattern, each color having a flower of its corresponding color on it.

"This is going to be our living room. I like a warm light beige for the couch, and we'll lay thick carpet on the floor so that when we have a baby, she can crawl around freely in the living room." "As for our bedroom, I think warm lightning will be best. After all, this is supposed to be a cozy haven for us, so I want us to walk in and instantly leave all our worries outside the door." Everything in this house was handpicked by us. He had once looked forward to living here together forever. But why, after only ten years, did we drift apart? "Andrew, what's so good about this place? It's so shabby and old. I'm so tired today, and my stomach hurts a little. Andrew, will you come home with me?"

A gush of warm air welcomed him. The place was cleaned up really well. But because of that, it made the room seem particularly empty. A lot of things had been moved out of here. The only things left here were chairs and tables. He pushed open a side door. It was messy inside. All of Alan's possessions were piled up there. Lewis pulled open one of the drawers, which contained an old yellowish book. Flipping through the pages, he found a picture between them. The photo was slightly decolorized. The spots across the picture seemed to show how old it had been.

Louisa shouted, interrupting the silence in the library with her penetrating voice. Ms Kate threw Louisa a glare from a distance. Sheila smirked before following her friend towards labyrinth of bookshelves. "Did ye find the book?" Sheila whispered, as soon as she stood beside her friend rummaging through the row of books. "I'm still searching," she replied, pulling out a book titled the great expectation by Charles Dickens. "What's the title?" Louisa shoved the book to its stance and pulled out another book, but the title was far from what she expected. She groaned in disappointment. What if someone else took it?

Curiosity continuously gnaws at my heart. Pushing the door open, I gasped loudly at the books on different shelves. Surprisingly, it is an in-house library. What caught my attention the most was the large book with a strange cover and unreadable writings, sitting pretty on a book stand. It made me wonder why it was a standalone and not on the shelf like the others. Glancing back at the door, I felt the urge to back away, but I stayed back.

As he was walking away, the lady then asked him, “If you don’t mind… do you want to sit at the same table then.” “Are you sure? There are-” “No, I- I insist… Since this corner of the café is the best spot to read, I always sit here, I don’t mind sharing it with you.: “Ah sure, that spot was something I had my eye on since earlier.” Kayne replied. “AH, REALLY, let’s share it then!” Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other.

I walked over to the children's books area, I was thankful no one was around as I sat down in a beanbag after grabbing a few books to read. "Ella, stop slouching around and get to work" my manager yells at me, there was no one in the shop while I was sitting around here. I looked up to see a woman standing next to the register, I huffed angrily and put the book away before walking over to the nice looking lady. "Hi ma'am, how may I help you?" I ask the woman, she was only about five feet tall, with brown long hair and brown eyes. "Hello, I'm here for the new werewolf story" she says looking at me, I tried my best to hide under my own overgrown bangs.

The soft groan of wood rang out in the quiet bookstore as Lena turned over the last sign on the door: **CLOSED**. Outside, the city drew a breath, illuminated by amber streetlights and the quiet rumble of passing cars. Within, the world held its breath. Warm. Intimate. Holy.