Book Find Her Novels & Stories

Her head dipped down reading a book I recognized quite well. When I had found out she was my mate, I had searched everything about her, interrogated almost everybody who knew something about her. That was how I came to find out she was a book addict. She still hadn’t noticed my presence. Her eyes glistened with interest as they read from one line to another with so much attention. I wanted to stand there like that and watch her forever. So peaceful and calm. There was just something that always pulled me to her. Like the soft calmness of a breeze that made you forget about all of your worries.

I sat there on the ground for a while. It was a beautiful night, but I was too tired. Of everything. And it never let me closer to my goal. And what now? I need answers. Getting up I entered the house. Walking upstairs I found Damon where I thought he’ll be, in the library, with a book in his hand. What can be more appealing than a reading male? He was so absorbed by that book, that he hasn’t noticed me at first. His eyes never leaving the page, brows furrowed, ears twitching from time to time.

She mumbled something but I didn't hear exactly what she said. I ran towards her and embraced her in my arm, afraid of what if she disappears. "Oh, God! Sheila. Where have you been?" I looked at her hazel eyes which were directly looking into mine. Without wasting another second I crashed my lips onto her, enjoying her warm lips against mine which is smoothening my whole throbbing system. Thank God!! She is alive. *

She heard stories as a little girl and read all the detailed books she could find. Lucky for Nick, she still had some books stored on a small shelf in the corner of the living room. It took a few minutes for her to rummage through the shelf to find the old book of strange phenomena of the soulmate bond. Nick watched her search through it, his eyes darkening with impatience. He almost got on his feet when Esme pulled out a heavy book from behind the shelf. “Found it!” Esme settled back in her seat and dusted the little dust that decorated the brown book cover.

She hoped Asher wouldn’t return before she found it or else this will be extremely embarrassing. From what she gathered from Stephen, the object she is searching for should be a book. Esther quickly went through the books inside the study. Her heart was beating fast the entire time, making her feel as though she was committing thievery. With those conflicted thoughts going through her mind, she found the book finally. It was shoved in one of the drawers inside the study, and as she opened the book, she did find the procedure to break the bond between them. And then, the weight of everything hit her.

She looked no older than eighteen. "Hello. I'm looking for a book." He said to her. She straightened up instantly, tapping away on her computer. "Of course, Alpha. What book are you looking for this evening?" She asked, her body stiff as she spoke to him. Was his presence that intimidating? "I'm actually looking for the book by Lily Thornstun." He mentioned. Her eyes lit up instantly.

Grinning, she stepped over the threshold into her personal nirvana. Books. They were everywhere, as far as she could see, and she barely resisted the impulse to clap her hands together and giggle like a little girl. I could stay in here forever, Faith thought with contentment, walking up to the nearest rack of books and inhaling deeply as she closed her eyes. I just got here, and I already love everything about this place. She was so absorbed in relishing her environment that she almost jumped out of her skin when someone gently cleared his throat and in a rich baritone said, “Welcome to Book Keepers. May I help you find something special?”

said Louisa, grabbing her attention "What made you come by this time of clock?" "I 'ave something for ye," Sheila replied blissfully. Louisa smiled. "Show me." Sheila unbuckled her saddle bag, and lurched out a book handing it to Louisa. She placidly took the book from Sheila, and read the title 'Finding your magic star.' Louisa gasped. She couldn't believe the book she was recently came from thinking about is right in front of her. The book she desired, and twenty eight hours ago, she wanted to borrow it, but Ms. Kate refused----that same book is in her hands.

Her breath hitched a little at my close proximity, and slowly her eyes looked up into mine. "I was–" she stuttered, staring at me. "Just, um… In the library, I found something that I thought was pretty interesting." She piqued my curiosity, and I gestured for her to show me. "What is it?" She pulled the book from underneath her arm and scanned through the pages until she found the one she was looking for. Turning the book towards me, she showed me a photo of a soft, elegant woman with regal attributes. Her long white hair flowed down over her shoulders, and a tall red and gold crown sat upon her head.

I put it down on the coffee table. “How about Biographies of the government officials? And World Famous Personality, if you have the latest edition.” “Sure.” I couldn’t take it anymore. I smiled. “You’re studying, Kennedy?” “Curiosity kills the cat.” Her answer was always concise. It hurt, but at least she was talking to me. The book she was looking for was just on top of the table. “It’s right there.” “Thanks for the help.” She carried three books into her arms.