Beyond Words Publishing Novels & Stories

I stated finishing my coffee. “Who is you publisher?” he asked suddenly. “Aurelius Book Publishing, it isn't a big publishing house, but few of their books were on the bestsellers list already. It's challenging, but I would love to make it on such list as well, one day…” I sighed smiling. “I'm sure you will,” Kaisei grinned.

For almost a week we search and finally, we see a sign in front of a small shop that looks like an antique dealer. “Hello sir I am Michaël and she is Emma and we are very interested in the work you are offering” "Good evening young people...yes I'm indeed looking for someone who will help me put the books away after the customers have passed by, can you see behind this curtain there is a private lounge for all book lovers and I would need someone who will put the books away after the clients… my old bones aren't strong enough to do that anymore… so who wants the job I can only hire one of you. »

The words from my mouth were cursed. Anything I said came true. When I was eight, a child trafficker broke my right leg. I stared at him and said, "You made me limp, so I'll make you limp too." A second later, steel pipes from an overturned truck went through both his legs. When I was twelve, a staff member at the orphanage stole my winter coat. I said to her, "You stole my warmth, so I'll give you the cold. You won't live past tonight. Ice will be your coffin." That night, she passed out drunk in a walk-in freezer and froze to death. Then the wealthy Shaw family found me and brought me home. However, I knew I was a monster, so I kept my mouth shut and acted like I was mute. But

Hey Baby,I am sorry but I don't think I will come for the New year celebration in your house ,Talk to ya later I guess he is busy again,I haven't seen him for the past one week, work was keeping him busy The food was ready and we all move to the dining table and had our meals *Next Morning* "Wake up Issa! let's go get some stuff for your school" Ok mum ,I'm coming"I stood up from the bed lazily and went to the bedroom" I'm about to finally start my life "my school is resuming two weeks from now and I haven't gotten any materials,I went downstairs to see Mom already prepared she made me rush my breakfast and and we went to the Mall to get my materials,on our way we met Chloe's mum at the mall

Ben asked, changing the topic. "Yes, just a story about two sisters." Ademide replied. "Wow, are you writing about us? What's the title of the book?" "Not about us." Ademide said and they spoke for longer about other things. Annie's dad is sick, Roshan is still away on the trip, Daniel is bothering Ben, Ademide wants to meet her sister's man. Really an interesting chapter right? Then, drop a review!

My paychecks—thin slips of paper earned by scrubbing office floors in the morning and standing behind a register in the evening—vanished as soon as I got them; rent, food, and bus fares. There is always a subtle sense of insufficient resources. Sometimes, late at night, when my siblings were asleep, I’d sit at the kitchen table, staring at the cracked ceiling. My chest would tighten, haunted by a single thought that echoed repeatedly until it hollowed me out: I am failing them. Tonight, as I walked through the storm, I paused in front of a boutique window. The glass was so clean it almost seemed to disappear, revealing a different world.

All I could see was the love that he had for me beyond his grey eyes. ~🥀🖤~ "I know words can never be enough So I will form kisses with these lips instead. I know this moment can never be enough, So I will spend forever with you instead." ~ Esha Varnav ~

"The way those slacks hugged him... makes a wolf want to do more than just growl." "Enough," Mateo snapped, the sound of his locker door slamming shut echoing like a gunshot. He didn't want to hear it. He didn't want to think about Lyon’s sharp, observant eyes or the way the man’s throat had worked when he tried to maintain his composure. Mateo loathed the journalist—especially after Lyon’s report on a barroom scuffle at the Neon Wave Club had cost him three months of the season. Lyon had painted him as a mindless brute when he’d actually been defending a pack-mate.

But she did not seem to hear me, taking the little girl’s hand and preparing to leave. I instinctively tried to follow, but a thin golden barrier stopped me. Written on it were the words, "On the path to the afterlife, those who’ve moved on will never meet again." I watched as a long-lost smile spread across Emma’s face. And as I smiled, I began to cry. In the end, Emma and I were never meant to be.

Hey readers I know I'm not giving proper updates to this book. I am extremely sorry about it. I have been quite busy because of my studies, and I have to wrap up my other story, "Love Me Again." The story has few chapters left, and then I'll continue another book in it with the story of next generation. So, I am focusing more on it as it's about to end. Soon, I'll come up with new chapters for Beyond The Time.