Book In Harm's Way Novels & Stories

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

“We guide it. Not with force, but with strategy. Every move matters.” They moved quickly through the city, weaving through side streets and marketplaces, intercepting the agitators before they could fully mobilize. Olivia used her presence, words, and calm authority to redirect minor factions, turning suspicion into cautious cooperation. Every interaction was deliberate, precise—a chess move in a game where failure meant chaos.

More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)

I said almost hoarsely. He grabbed his book and stood up. I thought he would just move to another table but he walked straight out of the library. I watched him walk away without looking back. I gripped on my pen. I looked back at the paper, now the corners of my eyes were heating up. I spit curses in my head. In the days that followed, I tried to avoid him at all times. He texted me that night after the library incident, but like his last text, I didn't reply either.

“You said that the people you worked with were the ones who harmed you. You were found left for dead in the desert, ridden with bullets and other cuts. Don’t you think you’ll just put yourself in harm’s way again?” “My job would always put me in harm’s way..” “Ah.. Yes, if you’re against criminals and enemies of the state, right? But your own co-workers? You’re not afraid they might literally stab you in the back as soon as you show yourself?” Hera hung her head low. She saw her point. She understood that this might be what was waiting for her.

It was humans who made their destinies. Her hands shivered when her phone vibrated with his call. She's doubting herself whether to press or not the answer button. She's fucking sick of his call. She had to answer this and warmed him not to call her again or else she will send someone to kill them all. She answered it quickly to warn him but he sent her the bad news. "What? Are you insane or crazy? He's dead--" Eloisa stops when Brian interfere. He is the leader so he was affected by the sudden change in their line of job. Their life became more darker and dangerous to the politician.

When Dad came back that day, he had yelled at me, his eyes bloodshot. "Why did you lie?" I didn't know what he was talking about. All I could do was cry in fear. Suddenly, he gripped me by the neck with one hand. I couldn't breathe. I tried to push him away, but he was surprisingly strong. No matter how I tried, I couldn't free myself. Unconsciously, I mumbled, "D… Dad…" Just as I thought that he was about to strangle me to death, Aunt Caroline appeared and saved me. "What the hell are you doing, Benjamin?" she demanded, holding me close.

“The Nexus is deeper, but we need supplies, weapons, and a clearer path. We go up, cross the quad, and find a new route down.” Damien checked the shadows around them. “The main exit is compromised. We’ll have to fight our way through the upper library again.” Serena stood between them, eyes still red from crying but glowing with determination. “I’ll open a temporary path. Stay close.” They ascended the stairs like ghosts of war. The Grand Archive Chamber’s dome shattered behind them as they left. The horde roared back to life. The upper library was worse than before. Bookshelves had been toppled like dominos. Pages fluttered through the air like dying butterflies. Infected swarmed everywhere

“It says no one will die, soon after the seal is broken we will return to normal!” “Yeah, but are you willing to risk that!” “At this point, I'm willing to try anything Drom,” “This is crazy! There are no take-backs, no second chances, and all for what?” Dai raked the cover of the book and pulled out the dagger. Holding it firmly under his grip he clenched Drom’s arm when he began walking away. “You're not going anywhere!” “What's gotten into you?! Stop this!” At the exact moment Harmel violently pushed open the doors, a monk from the Forgotten Temples of South Angus was beside him, panting his lungs out.

HE FOUND HER The bookshop was called Paige & Prose.It was the kind of place that had no business existing in a city like this — tucked between a laundromat and a phone repair shop on a street that couldn't decide if it was charming or forgotten. The sign above the door was hand-painted. The windows were always slightly fogged. Inside it smelled like old paper and cinnamon and something warm that Rain had never been able to name but had always associated with safety.She had worked here for two years.She loved it more than almost anything.She was on her knees behind the front counter Tuesday morning, reorganizing the bottom shelf of new arrivals, when the bell above the door chimed."I'll be ri