Novel & Cerita Alive Book Review

I pulled off the ragged clothes I had on and walked toward the water. They stared at me the entire time. I felt naked even before I stepped into the water. The warmth of the bath hugged my skin, but I couldn’t relax. Not with their eyes still watching me. Whispering awful things and laughing as loud as they could, clearly mocking me. “She still got some curves though,” one of them said behind me, her voice filled with something that sounded like jealousy. “Bet that’s why Lord Darius kept her alive.” “Disgusting,” someone spat. “She probably spreads her legs for him every night.”

I tortured him until I felt that I had enough. Fifteen minutes passed ,and I was covered in Alexei’s blood. I stepped back and looked at my magnificent art I have done to Alexei’s body. People would think I’m a psycho for enjoying watching someone die while their life drains from their body. I just enjoy the sight of someone fighting to survive to stay awake while they know it is no use fitting at all because he or she will die anyway no matter what.

"After all, I dont have any basis to show you, I only have my gut feel and its not very helpful at all." "But you're right. My scholar is the murderer." "Yeah..." She whispered. "What are we going to do now? What if we die here? What if–" "Shh... calm down Doreen." Alistair said. "I know this book wont allow that." She heaves out a sigh. "I hope you're right." I hope this book wont really forsake us. Because so far, the only good thing that she experienced inside this book is meeting the author itself– Metamorphoses also known as Prince Alistair. Cheesy right? But that's how she truly feel right now. She's thankful that she met the man who's in front of her right now.

Leaving her rocking, I exit the room and lock the door behind me and rest my head against the door, being an Alpha was the worse thing ever. Heading back to the kitchen, Alexander was still sat at the table, this time eating a massive bowl of cereal, he looks at me suspiciously as I sink into a chair opposite him “Kayla has four siblings and Charlie’s mother is alive” “SHE’S WHAT?” I hadn’t seen Charlie and Kayla come in and she looks furious “Did you just say my mother was alive?” “Yes Charlie. I have only just found out but yes Sophia is alive” It was only now I was seeing the similar features between Charlie and Kayla, why hadn’t I noticed it before?

I covered my ear the mic was in, "Couldn't get a hold of my inside man, my apologies... Where to now Alice Abernathy?" "Who is Alice?" I slipped into an alley as police scouts jogged towards me, "Oh, I— I am sorry, I forgot about your memory thing," "You still didn't answer my question," "It's— the main character from your favorite movie," "I have a favorite movie," The words escaped my lips, in a whisper, it wasn't a question, it was more of a reflection of my life, but Al answered anyway, "Yeah... Resident Evil." "What is it about?"

Alive. I never want to let go.

When I practice standing at attention during the freshman orientation program, my mom, Jasmine Miller, decides to lock me up in a car with fully sealed windows just because I'm the first one who wipes sweat off her brow. "You were never able to stand properly ever since you were a kid! How dare you embarrass me in front of everyone with that slump of yours! In that case, you might as well reflect on yourself in the car!" The temperature in the car soon rose to 140 degrees Fahrenheit. I could only grip my throat, which is closing up rapidly, as I bang on the car window and plead to Mom to let me out. But she merely glances at the temperature shown on the monitor inside the car before locki

‘I am now reading the second book you sent me, your favorite, Tuesday with Morrie by Mich Albom. Irina: ‘Oh yeah, that’s one of the best.’ I said and lifted a fork to my mouth. ‘Learn from it by heart, the book tells you about time and death and other things in between. It’ll tell you simple and priceless things in life,’ I added. ‘It goes like, we live not just to make a living but to really live life, and have no regrets when death comes to us,’ I said and put down the fork to the small white porcelain plate. ‘Morrie teaches us to love and be human.’

Zoe stared at the book, her fingers hovering over its worn cover, tracing the cracks in the leather and the faint symbols etched into its spine. It felt… alive. Not in a way she could explain, but there was something ancient about it—something that pulsed beneath the surface, waiting to be uncovered. The Book of Life, her heart raced, every answer she had been searching for… could be inside.

“Never judge a book by its cover. Having a coworker like her is seriously the biggest stain on my life.” I ignored everyone’s mocking comments and simply smiled as I escorted Elijah and his group out. After everything I went through in my previous life, words like these meant nothing to me anymore.