Book Fragment Novels & Stories

i wanted to write internal struggle of the ML. please support me by adding this to your library and sending gemstones. happy reading.

The door creaked again, and within seconds, the room was empty once more. But not untouched. My eyes flicked to the nightstand. Something small, rectangular, sat there—a folded piece of paper that hadn’t been there before. I sat up, trembling, my hands fumbling in the dark until they brushed the cool edge of the note. My name was scrawled across the front in sharp, hurried handwriting. Melinda. I hesitated, fear and curiosity warring inside me, before carefully unfolding it. The message was short. Only four words, ink pressed deep into the page as though carved:

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Picking a card from Clover hand. " Yes. " Clover approved, raising her chin a bit higher in a side eye "We do all." Olive commented. "This card said great things are coming for you. " Clover stated. "But they will cost you." Olive noted, snatching the card from my hand. I tried to get the card but produced water from the other setting the card having it shiver to the ground. "We heard about that code you couldn't crack." Clover remarked. "So here's a book that will help." Olive handed me a dirty green book, the spine was broken, and it felt as it was going to break in any second. On the cover said, "The Code That the Wise One Knows.”

I read the content over the image blankly, " Like My Gift, Pretty Girl?"

"I'm happy they're here finally." ****Sorry for the short chapter. Mind's been on a wild rollercoaster for a ride. I will not be responding to negative comments. I simply will find a way to block you from my books. I'm not forcing any of you to read, your negative comments are disrespectful not only to me but other readers who happen to be enjoying the read. Please just simply don't read if it's something you don't like. Thanks****

I huddled it close to my chest, and pulled myself out of my stupor as he approached. “You found it?” I beamed. “I did. Here you go,” he said, and he dropped a small notepad on top of the hefty book already clutched in my arms. Its pages were curled, and the front was a mossy green that had been spoilt over the centuries by water damage and coffee stains. “What’s that one?” He asked, nodding to the other book I was holding. “Oh. I’m not really sure. Do you know what it is? It says ‘Luna Lapis’ on the front. I thought it might have something to do with your pack.”

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

As he lifted it, the vellum felt heavy and thick between his knuckles, carrying the physical texture of a real object rather than a digital asset. "The Desk is vacant," he repeated, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that felt entirely integrated with the sound of the tide. He turned the page over; the reverse side was completely blank, waiting for a texture that hadn't been programmed. "She didn't run out of ink, Sara. She walked away from the ledger. She left the book open because she realized a story about a balanced account is a story that nobody wants to read."

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