Book Delivered From Distraction Novels & Stories

With a gentle hug, I put the book down and immediately left for work. At 5:30 I was behind the shop waiting for my employers. I began to think about what happened last night. I was contemplating how a small book could increase in size by itself. The book could talk and give instructions for humans to follow. What amazed me more was the fact that fire of blood could rest in a bowl and the book didn’t burn but when I put my hand I was burning that I could even felt the fire even in my intestines.

My eyes scanned the room, searching for something to take my mind off Sarah. A book was lying on the table at the far end of the room. That might serve as a good distraction. I sank into the chair, flipping the book open, my eyes lingering on the paper as if it were some kind of junk! I was too exasperated to read. How could I relieve my mind from wandering back to our conversation? How could she say that to me? It's like she has no respect for me or my feelings. I clearly stated the sort of relationship that works between us, yet she keeps pressing on, going as far as... I huffed, my mind drifting to the kiss.

Maybe I should have sat with my shitty feelings and worked through them, but I always want something to distract me. This is why I need a distraction now. I'm already stuck in my head, overthinking everything , and it is driving me nuts. I hear a phone beep and reach for it on the bedside table. A text from Lily. I shouldn't look, but I can't help it. Lily - What made you leave me? Are you home? Should I come over? My eyes squeeze shut. A distraction. Lily could fill the void, but no. Fuck that. I type and hit send.

Daniel takes a book off the shelf, and I turn to face him. "What do you like to read the most?" he ask. "A bit of everything, I enjoy gaining knowledge," I shrug. "Take this; consider it a memento from me," he says, holding the book out to me. I raise an eyebrow. I take the book from his hand and look at the cover, which depicts a couple embracing. I check the title, which reads: "Farewell to Humanity." "Thank you." "You're welcome." I say nothing more and head toward the path I memorized leading to the bedroom. I lie down on the bed and stroke the book's cover. I start reading and don't know how much time passes, but when I come to, the day has already dawned.

His hand stayed leaning against the shelf over me, covering me from the main aisle. A few minutes passed, and neither of us moved. I kept my eyes on the book he had handed me. I was actually reading it, trying to distract myself form Ian's close proximity. It was about how to forgive those that have wronged you. I have a hard time with that one. I tend to just drop them from my life and pretend they don't exist. Seems healthy enough to me. "I see who you were spying on now." His voice tickled my ear as he whispered in it. "He brought her food."

I swallowed hard, my face burning. I grabbed my glass and downed the last drops in one gulp, the fizz burning its way down. I slammed it on the nightstand, the clink echoing in the tense silence. “What the fuck are you on about?” I snapped, yanking my chin free but not moving away. My voice was breathy, my entire body buzzing. Damian set his own drink aside, half-full. “This.” He yanked open the nightstand drawer and fished out that cursed book: The Devil’s Little Bane.

“No, no, this isn’t…” I stood abruptly, shoving the book back onto the shelf like it had bitten me. My breath came fast and sharp. My head spun. I stumbled out of the store, the bell overhead screaming in my ears as I pushed the door too hard. The cold outside felt like a slap. And just as I pulled my phone out to distract myself, to do anything not to think, I saw it. I blinked, fumbling it out with shaking fingers. ELEANOR JAMES 1 New Message

Aurora’s POV The Ways of Deception. That was the name of the book lying open on my lap. The dim glow of the bedside lamp cast long shadows across my room and the words blurred into a meaningless haze. I sat propped against the headboard, my blonde hair loose and tangled and my silk nightgown clinging to my skin as the penthouse’s silence pressed against me. The book was supposed to distract me, but every sentence seemed to twist the knife deeper. Dammit, everything’s going wrong.

And the realization made my finger burn even hotter. With a heavy sigh, I decided to distract myself. The library was the perfect place to clear my head, so I headed there and grabbed a dark romance novel and forced myself to read. Just a few pages into the novel, an uncomfortable pressure troubled my bladder. Great. Just when I was trying to focus, the attempt was ruined. I heaved a sigh and pushed my chair back in frustration and made my way back to the bathroom. I caught sight of a familiar silhouette. That ash-blonde hair, muscular physique…. Was it Nathan?

“But brilliance is wasted if it’s distracted. Don’t let anyone, friends or otherwise keep you from focusing on your future. You have potential, and I want to see you use it.” I nodded quickly. “Yes, ma.” Her eyes softened, almost kind. “Good. Now, off you go.” I gathered my books, still feeling the weight of her words. As I stepped out into the corridor, Clara was leaning against the wall, waiting. “Well?” she asked, pushing off casually. “She just told me not to get distracted,” I replied. Clara grinned, sliding her arm around my shoulder as we walked down the hall together. “Too late for that. You’re already distracted by me.”