A Lady Reading A Book Novels & Stories

Her gaze still focused on her book as she made her way out of the restaurant. It was dark outside. Why would she be out so late? She giggled as she flipped through the pages. It was a romance novel. She seemed to be a sucker for books. It was a coffee shop. Elizabeth had a book in her hand, her gaze focused on the words as she flipped through each page. "Here you go, ma'am," a lady said, placing a cup of Americano before Elizabeth. She looked up at the lady, a gentle smile spreading across her face. "Thank you," she said politely.

“Sorry, but I’m just doing my duty as a librarian so please just follow the rules and keep your phones. And also, Lucifer will surely get mad at you if ever he got disturbed. He’s so frightening when he’s mad so if I were you— “Fuck off! You don’t know to whom you’re dealing with so IF I WERE YOU, I’LL FUCK OFF NOW before I change my mind and take that fucking hairs on your scalp!” she said while continuously pushing me until I sank down on the floor. Her friend was about to kick me when the door opened. “What’s happening here?!” A lady about the age of 30 came inside the library carrying so many books with her. Her hair is green and she’s wearing an all-denim outfit.

But today, All of it pricked her skin, pouring a solemn feeling all over her. Benny wasn't waiting by the door as usual and she found it odd. The cool air emitting from the air conditioner grazed her skin as usual, she pulled off her shoes, slipping her feet into a pair of fuzzy flip flops, upon raising her face up to see through the empty exuberant house, she stilled. Her frozen eyes drilled into the one person who happened to be a lady seated on a plush couch with legs crossed and eyes skimming a magazine. A glass of orange juice placed in front of the lady looked untouched. The woman adjusted the robes which she wore, then reached out to touch the her hair wrapped around like a crown befo

Since I’m going to be Astrid’s mom forever, I figure I’ll need all that information, so I’d better get the book. I get to the check-out area, and there’s a redheaded lady there with glasses staring at her computer. She looks up when I plop the heavy book on the counter. “Sorry,” she says. “That’s a reference book, so we can’t check those out. You’re welcome to read it here.” “Oh,” I say. “Sorry.” “No problem,” she says, then she goes back to staring at her computer screen.

You're smaller than I expected. The woman in the library looked up from her book without any particular urgency, like I had knocked instead of just walked in. She was older, maybe seventy, with white hair pinned loosely and reading glasses pushed up on her forehead. Small framed, wrapped in a dark cardigan, seated in the largest chair in the room like she had been the one to put it there. People usually are, she said. Sit down, Ella.

, she hugged him for a long while. She got inside and moved to the attendant. “Good day madam, I’d like to get a s…” “You can’t find one here I’m sorry”, she said sparing her only a glance before going back to the book in her hand. Raisel noticed it was a book on plants. Raisel stared in surprise, “This is the library" The lady peered closely from beneath her glasses, “You want a book?”, she asked in disbelief. “Of course I do, is that so hard to understand?”

There were piles of books on her table, and there was a request for more books that she had drafted out. “My lady, let us leave.” Liora begged, following behind me impatiently. I checked through some of her books, and they were mostly fiction. My eyes caught a particular book under a pile of books, and I reached for it instantly. “My lady, you're going to get me killed.” Liora groaned as I picked up the book. “THE ADVENTURES OF LADY KILMARTIN.” I read out loud. “Huh?” Liora mumbled.

The pretty lady had a petite build with wide hips, her hands holding onto a list and several books. Dorothy stiffened. The new woman’s eyes were focused on Theodore, a shy, tender smile curving her lips. Daffodil flinched when a loud noise at her right caught her attention. She whirled around to stare wide-eyed. A gorgeous lady stood glaring at her, arms crossed over her chest. Glancing down, Daffodil saw the lady had laid a heavy stack of books on the table. “New librarian?” Her voice was cold and annoyed.

He only pushed the door open when he heard a faint hum. The moment the doctor stepped into the room, he welcomed by a sight of bed wherein a woman in her twenties was half-leaning against her pillow as she read a book. Her ginger hair was braided to her left side. The warm light from the lamp next to her bed gave her a holy aura. Her long lashes were cast down as she remained immersed into the world of the book she was reading. The doctor immediately knew that his patient was in a good mood. Usually, the lady would often scroll her phone or tablet with a look of boredom or irritation on her face. But right now, the small curl of the corners of her lips gave away her current state.

She looked pampered and polished and expensive, like a trophy on display. "There's a book on the nightstand," Lena said quietly as the others began packing up their supplies. "The boss thought you might want something to read while you wait." I walked back to the bedroom on legs that felt like they belonged to someone else. The book was waiting for me on the nightstand, a novel I had never heard of with a cover that showed a woman standing at the edge of a cliff, looking out at a stormy sea. I picked it up and settled into the chair by the window, the silk of my dress rustling against the upholstery.