Book Bodega Novels & Stories

"I’m going to tell Halloway if you end up collapsing, you know that?" "Tell him whatever you want," Bima said, grabbing his satchel and shoving his books inside. "Just don't get in my way." Bima left the dorms and headed straight for the secluded alcove in the library’s basement. It was a place he’d discovered during his long, lonely nights—a spot where the mana signatures were thick and unmonitored. He sat down on the cold stone floor, pulling the ancient book from his bag. The cover was worn, but as he touched it, the leather pulsed with that same familiar, rhythmic thrum.

This is getting serious for him to suggest a thing like that. "C'mon Buddy, I just want to trigger your interest in this book. Okay, why not we have a deal?". "A deal?". "Yes a deal". "What deal, Antonio?" I asked feeling upset. "I'll have Barbara read to you the first chapter of that book then if at the end of the chapter it doesn't intrigue your interest of wanting to know more, then we'll forget about the book but if it does then you'll have to read the complete book. Deal?".

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Her cathedral. She slouched into her best corner chair—stuffed, tufted velvet in tired blue—pullding out a book from her tote. A quiet night's reading before bed was now her ritual, and for tonight, she opened what was familiar and comforting: *The Light Between Oceans*. The book always bore its imprint on her. Loss. Forgiveness. Breaking and binding decisions. She opened to the top of it, and the world disintegrated. Somewhere in the city—several stories above, in a steel and glass building—Julian Blackwood lay in his dark, sleek bedroom, staring at the book she had given him.

Rhode tells him with a nod as Hank disappears through a door behind the front desk. "Now this new house of ours has a lot of bookshelves and not nearly enough books, which I think is a big problem" Rhode announces as he hands me one of the scEloiser guns. "So you have the next hour to run around this gigantic bookstore and purchase as many books as you want to fill up those shelves" Rhode gestures to the building around us, an old two storey room filled with rows and rows and rows of books of all kinds. I used to spend hours wandering around here, carefully budgeting my waitress salary to see how many books I could get from the bargain bins at the front of the store. And now here I am, wi

“Yes sir!” the men replied. Once more, Zephyr laid his eyes on the books, his gaze rested on one of them. The book was covered in a layer of dust and was made of bamboo. It looked unique. “Thunderfoot?” Zephyr muttered as he opened the book, reading its contents. A wave of excitement washed over him. He excitedly flipped through the pages, carefully memorizing the technique’s intricate steps.

She slips down into the ground and places her face into her knees. She hits her head on something hard, and in an attempt to remove the object in an irritated motion she almost dropped the big book. She whispers the title out loud, “Becoming Black magic.” She open the book and shockingly whisper shouts, “Written by Kateri Lita!” She continues to read this book that the queen had written about black magic. Jolene argues with herself out loud, “There’s no way that the queen actually wrote a Bococa about black magic. Is she really that stupid, I wonder if she wrote in here about how to defeat herself?”

Or so I thought. The bodega was warm and cramped, smelling like fried food and cinnamon gum. I grabbed bottled water, sports drinks, a couple of bags of chips, and some protein bars that Dez would definitely hoard. The old man at the counter rang me up, mumbling about the cold outside. I was halfway out the door when I heard it, the faint jingle of a bell I knew all too well. “No,” I muttered, stepping onto the sidewalk. “No, no, no.”

* Her eyes had been on the twins' bassinets. "Perfect timing," Lucas gestured to the dining room. "The lawyers just sent over the final drafts." As they settled around the table, babies secured in their portable bassinets, Sophia marveled at how naturally their personal and professional lives had intertwined. Sandra discussing acquisition strategy while rocking Cat's bassinet with her foot. Sean arguing market valuations while making faces at Eddie. "Before we start," Sandra spoke up, "I have something..." She slid a familiar leather-bound book across the table. "I found your mother's original business plans. For what she wanted the company to become. I thought... maybe they could help shape

October 08, 2023 PLEASE READ UNTIL THE END. Lovelies, Another journey ends, and words will not be able to express my gratitude to everyone who stayed and finished this book with me. I appreciate your readership — the time, coins, gems, and thoughts you shared with me. The Beta and I is my most emotional book. I couldn't count the number of chapters we all cried together, and I think this book gave the longest hell week in all of my series—from the moment Catherine met Maddox to her time at the Dark Forest territory until the Claiming.