Blink Book Novels & Stories

he uses his other hand to flimsily gesture in my direction, peeking from the gaps in between his fingers. Bell immediately shields her own eyes when spotting me, "I'm blind!" She shakes her head, refusing to look at me. "Max, what did you do to Benley?! Bring his nose back!" "Zie nose zis zasgusting!" Ramos yells and pulls a face too before suddenly fainting. I'm officially done for today.

Start- The cool breeze of the early morning was blowing at is full speed where as the sun was about to arise but got covered by the dark side clouds which engulfed the whole sky , stopping the daylight from scattering around . The blow of wind turned more forceful and aggressive as his bewildered and widened gaze trailed at the white satin sheet waving which was wrapping over her whole body who was standing at the edge of that balcony . Her chestnut brown hair were flowing with the force of air as her Amber orbs were starting above at the still dark sky where as her deets were on the ending ceiling of the wall that was covering that balcony on the 17th floor at that building.

Catalina’s POV. I was making Luca’s bed nice and neat, gently smoothing out the sheets while he was in the bathroom. The room was so still and quiet, which felt really different from all the thoughts racing around in my head. While I folded the blanket and set it neatly on the edge of the bed, I couldn’t help but notice the vanity table nearby. A piece of paper was there, a bit crumpled, with its edges curled from being held tightly. Feeling a bit curious, I picked it up and took a closer look at the drawing. A little boy with dark hair was holding hands with a blonde woman who had a bright, warm smile. A sleek black Maserati stood out in the background. My heart felt heavy.

" Luke was a whirlwind of emotion, spilling out words like a broken dam. Holly, on the other hand, might as well have been a statue. Eventually, she had had enough. She pulled out something that made Luke go silent. It was as if someone hit his mute button. It was a tiny camera. Luke had lost track of it after that day. He figured it was hidden in the bushes, gone for good. He never guessed it would end up in Holly's hands. Luke's face lost all color. Still, he tried to bluff. He spoke with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "W-what's that?" Holly's eyes were piercing as she watched Luke's pathetic show. "Cut the act, Luke. I didn't just find this gadget, I heard your little chit chat with

, he started blabbing. “Oh my Godddd,” Blinky said dramatically. “Please, girl, I need the BLI in my name. Quit calling me INKY. That sounds like some comic book nerd.” “Whatever. I need your help.” His voice sharpened. “Never. Never, Cierra. I’m NOT getting you pills. I’m not enabling your chaos.” “Jesus, no! Pay attention!” I fired. “Okay, go on.” “I need you to help me get uh… a condom.”

But this time she had decided to visit her hometown. Hailey waved her hand for the last time with David and leaned on his shoulder while looking at Iris's retreating figure. "I am going to miss her," Hailey mumbled. "Me too." David agreed and decided to leave the airport only when the flight would take off. Iris settled herself near the window seat. The sky was still dark as if the clouds were angry for some reason. She knew her journey would be long so she chose to open the book Brida by Paulo Coelho to read.

My one choice would decide the fate of this island. I felt a strange feeling holding me and could hear the screams. It was a calling. Someone was begging me for help. Tugging at my hair, I peeked inside the book. In Pages, a lady seemed to be working on a design with her child wrapped against her back. The little one with shiny eyes was dreaming while holding her mom tightly. I could feel the warmth of her smile. Nerves get on me when I put my hand on the page. The light penetrated my body. Within moments, I felt a drastic change in my surroundings.

The 10-year-old Blaze came out of his room with an old book in his hands and ran to his mother, Aurora, in the living room. “Mama, I read this book and I got curious about nams (humans). It says here that we lived together with them in this world, but I think I had never seen anyone. What do they look like?” He asked his mother, who was busy knitting a scarf for him for the coming winter.

The air is light and refreshing, I find myself closing my eyes. Opening my eyes once more, I continue to walk forward. As I walk the grass beneath me begins to grow warm. I shift my gaze down and watch as the light green grass begins to glow yellow. From the middle of the clearing purple fog begins to form. The fog is thick and dark as it begins to further spread. I watch as the fog suddenly begins to spiral upward. Slowly the fog begins to clear and a large black dog with glowing purple eyes stands before me. Wisps of black flames surround the dog. The creature approaches me and then lies down in front of me.

There is no mate bond, but having him close makes me feel more secure. “I can’t wait for you to see this.” He rubs his thumb on the top of my hand as he leads me to a store. It’s rare Bronx gets so excited about surprising me. We approach a bookstore with a dusty, old window display. In gold paint, there is a picture of a pan flute and a goat. The images are peeling and sundried as if they’ve been there forever. Over the pictures are the words ‘The Barded Goat Used & Collectible Books’.