All At Once Book Novels & Stories

“How long will you deny, just how much can you take without breaking in the middle of each moment, when to the both of us and in the Gods eyes, you are so d*** in love with the Prince.” “You can’t.” “Just what can’t I do?” The teasing game and a tormenting one that he is rubbing and directly in Alliah’s face. The truth that she couldn’t deny even if she wanted to. “Now, now, now. Shall we dwell into the world of Wonderland, ‘once more?’” In that whispering tone, the book suddenly opens and flips faster, but beautifully lays each page and accumulates the readers' anticipation. Where then it stops and held to the part and very chapter that reads.

“One night.” Lyra’s smile widened but I was staring at my hands, wondering if I had just taken the first step into something I couldn’t escape.

As we stepped in, he gave a small nod to the first store’s attendant we met before hurrying off to a quiet section of the store. While Uncle Al ran his long hands along the books on the shelf, soft hurried footsteps caught my attention. A girl of about five years old with pigtails peered at a man who had a book propped on his face. As soon as my uncle stopped pacing, the quiet air of the room felt different. I felt like I won and lost a trophy at the same time as wailing laughter reached my ears. “Do you feel that?” “That,” Uncle Al tapped on a seemingly ordinary leather book about cooking and grinned, “is our ticket. Place your hand on the book.”

This book has been through my entire life so it's special. I'm starting to feel awkward with the lady staring at me so I'm going to end it here. This is where I start a new life with the human baby, Adeline. And say goodbye to my sweet little werewolf baby, Veronica. I love you. Love, Abby x

It shone like satin in the sun and he suddenly wondered to himself how it felt to the touch. "It's almost time for the meeting." He said He tried to pull his mind and his eyes away from her shimmering red hair. And her eyes were of a green he had never seen before, almost emerald with gold flecks. She was a very beautiful woman, and he felt something deep within him stir. As if on cue there was a knock on the door and Andrew was glad because he was beginning to feel awkward especially due to his line of thought. Deborah excused herself and went to open the door. Within minutes the meeting kicked off and there was no incident as she and Andrew were able to find a common ground and respect ea

They were all adjusted alphabetically. He then randomly picked a book. ‘If I had your Face – By Frances Cha’ He read the title. He opened the book. On the first page, there was her name and a date written. The date when she either got the book or started reading it. He flipped through the pages. She had underlined some context. Marked notes somewhere. Scribbled replies to some lines. He laughed to himself. There was this line she had highlighted, “In New York, you can talk to anyone about anything at any time and have a conversation so long you'll fall a little in love with that person, and then never see them again.”

“Then we find the book that started it all…the first page…and we tear it apart.” The screams of the books grew louder as blood poured from their pages, flooding the library red. Amidst the chaos of whispers, a deep sound rose clearer than the others—the sound of a giant book opening. The shelves split apart, revealing a massive volume at the far end of the aisle that towered over Vincent and bled rivers from its spine. On its open page, words glimmered in fiery gold across the blood-soaked paper, in letters so large they filled the whole sheet but written in one sentence:

Klark, ‘Tribid Greed’ by Steve Reynolds, and a lot of other books. One by one Trisha returned all the books she'd picked. When she was beginning to get tired and unmotivated, the corner of her eyes perceived a strange book on a shelf not too far from where she was. Its spines were tattered and appeared like spiky wires beneath the poor lighting.

She approached it cautiously, her heart pounding with anticipation. "This book... it feels important," she said, reaching out to touch it. The moment her fingers made contact with the cover, the symbols flared to life, casting a brilliant light throughout the room. Kai, Allan, Lila, and Seraphina gathered around Alex as she carefully opened the book. The pages were filled with intricate drawings and cryptic text, written in a language none of them recognized. As they studied the book, a sense of urgency washed over them, as if the knowledge contained within was both powerful and dangerous.

His eyebrows knit together, and he shakes his head no, “You don’t need to fret over that, Elyria. Your smile is more than enough for me.” My cheeks burn from his kind words, especially as he says them in front of some of the closest people in his life. I grab one of the books out of the bag and say, “Well, Alpha, is it alright if I get to the office and to my reading?” I didn’t pay attention to what I was grabbing. As Atlas grabs the book and examines it, I realize what it is and regret the decision to grab a random book. It’s a romance book with a half-naked man on the cover, a girl in a skimpy dress, and a wolf in the background titled ‘Taming the Alpha. ’