Book In London Novels & Stories

She had smiled for him, but the second she stepped outside, the smile disappeared. The office was nothing like Blackwood Tower, and that helped. Lorne Publishing sat inside an old red-brick building near Holborn, with warm lights, bookshelves, plants, and posters of novels on the walls. People walked around in jumpers with coffee cups and papers tucked under their arms. It felt busy, but not cold. For the first time since coming back to London, Elena felt like she might be able to breathe here.

“Possibly.” Ryan walked over to the coffee machine in the corner. “You know…” He poured himself another cup. “…I thought tonight was supposed to be the big finale.” Daniel glanced at him. “This is just the beginning.” Ryan sighed dramatically. “I liked the finale better.” Emily leaned against the desk. “So London.” Adrian nodded. “Yes.” Daniel looked at the map again. “There are thousands of financial companies in London.” Ryan shrugged. “That narrows it down.” Daniel rolled his eyes. “Not really.”

Levi’s POV The fog in South London was quite the sight, clinging to the brickwork of the industrial districts like a damp shroud, covering the sins of the city. Who am I kidding, though? Nothing could cover up the filth of this godforsaken place. God, I hated London! It was 2:00 AM, and I sat in the darkness of our black van, taking a look at the warehouses of Deptford. They all looked damn near lifeless, like row upon row of freaking tombs.

London feels like home Vanessa POV The flight to London had been long, but Liam pressed his forehead against the plane window for almost the entire flight, wide-eyed at the sight of green below us. Fields and tiny villages spread like storybook pages, so different from New York’s noise and high rise buildings. The body guards, Harris and Cole came along, they were the only people from Edward that came along with us. Even though I hesitated, I felt it was smart they came along with us since Jules had made me even more popular on the internet.

I muttered and shuffled toward the library in search of the tan leather-bound book. Atticus’s library was enormous and the shelves of books also housed different magical artifacts on display. I was warned to not mess with them until I understood their properties. Searching everywhere I was growing frustrated. Heading down the last book case I growled. Not having any luck locating the book I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, and raised my arms “Room of my family's bloodline please allow me to enter by showing me the book for your entrance!” Opening my eyes and tilting my head I heard movement down the row of shelving. Going toward the sound I see a tan book sticking out on the bottom shelf.

London, 1863 A new morning in London, as cold as foggy as only the British Isles could be, the smell of baked goods, wet pavement, carriages making their rounds and the children screaming in the streets trying to sell the morning paper. And did they ever have the most intriguing of headlines to keep the readers interested "Lord Reginald found dead under mysterious circumstances" What a hook for readers that was, apparently one of the Queen's richest of friends was found dead it was impossible not to grab a copy.

CHAPTER ONE Unforgotten Janice gazed through the window of the tinted glass of the land rover as it sped past the busy London street. It was a wet evening in London; the streetlights decorated the street like satellites dotted across the galaxy. The lights from the apartment's windows made it even better- the view was simply breathtaking! This is one of the many things Janice loved about London; aside from the weather, the tea and cake, especially St. Lauren's tea shop is the absolute best!

As she’s about to leave the room, someone called. “Hey, I’m leaving the hotel. My car service is waiting,” she talked to the person on the other line. “I can’t wait to see you here. We’ve so much to see and talk about,” Noah said. Cela gave her room one final look. This is the place where she leaves her old self. “We wanted to go to a specific place and it didn’t matter if the road was rough and the journey was long. In the end, we found different places for ourselves but these places were the destinations where we were truly meant to go,” she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

Jogging down the street without her purse, her keys to her apartment, or even her cell phone, Lily headed directly south. She didn’t know the precise location of Rhye’s lair, but Demi had mentioned the neighborhood, so she at least had a general idea of where she was going. Of course, a general idea in a city the size of London still meant hours wasted zigzagging through dingy, trash-lined streets, not to mention teaching the occasional mugger the dangers of messing with a witch on a mission.

Elise Carter had never been to Canary Wharf before. She had seen it from afar, of course — the forest of glass skyscrapers where London's real money lived. Bankers in £5,000 suits, Bentleys, and buildings that touched the clouds. It was a world that had nothing to do with a girl who owned a tiny flower and bookshop in Notting Hill.