Achilles Heel Book Novels & Stories

Leaning forward, I jerked the book open, "Maybe we can find answers in here." Opening the first page, I scurried my finger down the contents. After a moment of scanning, Lucas pointed at the page, "Look..." Following his finger, my eyes rested on the chapter named 'Healers and Mind-links.' Lucas jumped on the couch, wrapped his arm around my back, and squeezed me into a tight hug, "We found it! We found it!" I choked under his arm and jerked him away, "Why are you being so happy? It's not like we found Delilah. It's just a little clue."

I took off my high heels and then acted like a fool trying to slither my way through the hole. Even if it's hard to get out, I managed to do it. I am that always best, I know. @DEATH WISH Thank you so much... @Kimberly (Alpha King Checkmate) for dropping comments! PLEASE HAVE A POSITIVE REVIEW! Thank you for supporting my Novel! Also follow me at facebookPage: International_Pen Books You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO

"The original design of his life will thrive, and it will be his choice if he faces what was written for him or if he would take a new path to build it on his own." "Hold up. How did I break the curse?" "It wasn't just about finding out what hurts him. It was about healing him." "Healing him," I repeated and swiped the memory in my head where she mentioned healing Eric. "And I did?" "I saw what was written in his history in the library of the creatures held by the golden flower," she began. "And it had been in his head to obey what he was told by his mother." "His heart was fed in fear that he might disappoint his family, leading to an intense manipulation of his heart and mind. And you, you

Weeks become months. The book grows. It becomes a document of everything that comes after the first book. It becomes a chronicle of healing that isn't neat or linear. It's messy. It's full of setbacks and breakthroughs. It's the real version of what happens when you decide to stay and do the work. One day I finish a chapter about the therapy work. About Dr. Voss and the specific grace of having someone guide you through your own healing. I read it to Dominic and he listens without interrupting.

He is too impatient a man, too intoxicated with power, too conceited. He does not seek a higher purpose than taking over the whole world, he does not give his life greater meaning than writing his name amongst the heroes of yesteryear. He compares himself to Achilles and it is ironic. The mythical demigod fell because of a weak heel, the Macedonian warrior will fall because of his own mortality.

With what was left of my energy, I made my way towards a seemingly vacant table not too far from where I was standing. Settling down on the chair, I slid off the torturous four-inch stilettos and began to massage my feet one by one. They were redder than a baboon’s butt and oedematous. I don’t understand who had invented heels in the first place. It must have been a man because there was no way a woman would think of punishing herself this way. It was unimaginable to me.

As my wife. DEDICATION: "To all those who thought they were too broken to heal. Miracles happen, wait for your turn." I hope you love reading this book. And be ready for lots of jealousy, I mean a lot. Thank you. A. Gupta

She plunged her talons into my Achilies heel and took me down with her. “The fuck!?” I cursed as I grabbed my leg, aching as it bled down to my heel. Amara took no time to make sure I was okay. She rolled backward and was back on her feet in seconds. I grit my teeth and got back to my feet, arms up in defense once again.

(Sean POV) They gave me boots, so no more high heels for me. Are they unaware that wearing high heels can cause Achilles tendon contracture, resulting in tendon problems behind the heel as well as pain under the heel? Tsk. Of course, Sean was unconcerned. And a Korean straw hat that went perfectly with my white summer dress. Owww. In my outfit, I appear to be a cutie. I want to take a selfie, but I don't have a phone with me. I didn’t bother to get a new one. Sigh.

And moments later, a thick leather-bound book fell in my hand. *THUD* "Urgh!" My right hand couldn't hold the whole book up so it fell on my right foot. "Goodness! That hurt so much." I held my right foot with both my hands and winced in pain. Why is that book so heavy? After a few moments the pain slowly disappeared. I finally took the book from the ground and opened it. The leather binding has fancy marks in it and has title imprinted on the front.