Adrift Book Novels & Stories

Ayokong palagi nalang sila nag aadjust para sa akin. I have to learn standing on my own, because the ocean is never still and you can't stop the waves, but you can go with it. I am Arwaa Dwyn Adair, no wave can stop me from trying.

GAVRAEL ~ After eating, I could see that Adaira was tired. I convinced her to sleep for a while. She needed the rest to recuperate. I stayed in the room till she was sound asleep, and because I couldn’t resist being close to her, I slid into the bed next to her. Waiting till she fell asleep till I did this was a cowardly move, but I didn’t mind using it. If she had been awake, she may have sent me away, refused to let me sleep beside her. Or she may not have cared if I had done so. Somehow, I didn’t know which I hated most, her rejection, or her nonchalance. The fact that she didn’t stir as I wrapped my arm around her was proof of how exhausted she really was. I stayed awake for a while, jus

River's fingers danced across the spines, devouring titles that whispered promises of resilience and courage. "The Blind Voyager", "The Lame Warrior's Triumph", "Against All Odds", and "Unlikely Heroes" each resonated deeply, but one title in particular caught her eye: "The Story of Alero, Blind Healer". With gentle reverence, River pulled out the slim volume, its cover adorned with intricate, raised patterns that evoked the delicate petals of a flower. The book did not come out alone, it came with another document: a large parchment like the one in her dream!

ASTRID. The room feels chilly all of a sudden. My eyes search around, my room looks tighter now, something panging at the base of my heart. Sweat trickled down my forehead as I opened the top of the box. I dump the contents on the table, there are a few notes, and some pictures, stickers, books and sorts, and I open the bulky book, my eyes swiping through the content. It’s a spell book, the words written in another language I can’t even read.

Chapati was BITTER Everything was tasteless. Her life was BITTER. She lost interest in everything and drowned herself into the pool of loneliness, Madness, pain and BETRAYAL but accidentally one day, while scrolling phone, she came to know about E-books. She read a few books that were all horrible in a few parts that Adrija wanted to enter into the book and slapped the weak and dumb and clueless protagonists. After offended few writers, Adrija got blocked by the writers and later, few readers actually supported her comments on the writer's book. After this, Adrija thought to write for herself. She started getting peace in writing. She wrote a few short poems, songs and articles and currently

Adriana's POV ​“Just give it back, Draven! You made me forget what chapter I was on even!” I groaned, reaching up to grab it, but he simply extended his arms up further. Even in these goddamn heels, I was no match for his height. ​“I’ll give it back if you tell me where you’ve been the whole day.” His voice sounded rather amused, and I rolled my eyes. ​“Here? Reading. Why do you care, anyway?” I grumbled, trying to snatch it away and huffing in frustration at another failed attempt.

For now, that was enough. I was halfway through the second chapter of the book, though I couldn’t focus on the words. My headache throbbed relentlessly, and the heaviness in my body refused to ease up. Still, the story was my only escape, so I clung to it, hoping it would drown out the exhaustion and the bitter memories of last night. Just as I turned the page, a sharp sound jolted me—the door creaked open. My body stiffened as my eyes darted to the entrance. Adrien walked in, his presence consuming the room in an instant.

- He implored me. I let go of the tree and stumbled into his claw. He helped me up, onto his back and told me to hold on tightly as he began his slow ascent above the trees. This time I didn't even feel the heat of his body between my legs. All I felt was my stomach rocking and rolling with every movement the Draygon made. "Tohr," I groaned, hoping to God that he could hear me over the wind. Yes, Mara? He answered promptly back. "Tohr… I think I'm going to…"

His hands coming to hold hers, Adeena's lip part in shock. "I would've believed you if you were holding the book the right way." he says, his eyes holding a glint in them, his voice filled with humor. He takes the book out of her grip and turning it upright, he places them back into her hands, Adryan found Adeena's shocked face humorous. Shaking his head with a small smile in his face, he poster straightens when he scents a particular scent heading his way, his body immediately turning warm as the scent of strawberries neared.

“A book? Hmm.” Arabella didn't move her eyes from the book. “Richard called. He said it helps to take my mind off things.” Adrian settled on the edge of the bed, reaching for the book, “Were you even reading it?” “It’s upside down.” He turned up the book for her as he spoke. Arabella raised a brow, “Weird. I thought I could understand it.” Adrian let out a small laugh as he took the book from her and dropped it in the drawer, “Why don't we go for a walk around the compound?”