Book Mayhem Novels & Stories

Trembling with a massive wave of primitive fear, I cry out, "Mom, is my wolf about to drop dead? The room is turning so fast!" Helena quickly holds my shoulders flat against the pillow. "Your head sustained a violent impact against the courtyard stones. It is a moderate brain concussion. Your system must remain perfectly still and calm, or the dizziness will launch another attack against your senses." Trapped flat on my back inside the clinical cage, a huge wave of dark sadness washes completely over my spirit. My elite career is totally ruined, and my physical body is broken. "This entire disaster started because of Chika, who showed zero brotherly remorse whatsoever!" My inner beast snaps

What the hell is happening here? “What the fuck?” I say. Is this some kind of prank that Victor’s decided to pull? He should know that we are not in high school anymore, and this kind of behaviour is nothing but stupid. I don’t understand what this means, but I know it’s nothing good. I don’t know what to do. Should I touch the book? Should I even go near it? What if something bad happens to me if I do touch the book? The book finally stops moving, and it stays on one page. There’s an image in the book. I look hard at what’s being portrayed, and it’s the image of a beast with large horns.

- I responded back, burying my thoughts deep. My face flushed realizing that he had been able to pick up these X-Rated thoughts so easily since I had been so deep into it. The book hadn't helped at all to keep my mind on my task for the day. It had been the equivalent of "See Spot Run" in the Draygonian world. Nerrian rolled his eyes and closed the book. He set it off to the side on a pile of books that never quite made it back to his shelves. I don't think this will work today. Nerrian admitted shaking his head.

"Hemmy, you're a doctor. You have got to have the toughest mind out there. Promise me you will stay cool. If you freak out, what is going to happen to Smiley?" Right, what about Smiley? Helma shut her eyes, and when she opened them again, they were filled with a fierce determination. Her voice came out rough. "It was them!" Neil agreed with a nod. "I think so too. However, the fire today... it was too much. Mrs. Laydon—she's gone too..." "They are after the book," Helma's grip tightened. She used to think the Book Of Medical Remedies was a gem, a piece of alternative medicine's heritage.

Tom could not fathom it, he was half-expecting that a lot of murderous voices will boom out of the book or a screech of writings in blood will start unraveling themselves on the book, however, the next he hear is a voice booming from his head as on that day he first touched the book; when it was arguing with him. "Okay," he could not afford to lose this moment. He had to keep focused and ask his questions so that he wouldn't go mad. It will be a huge embarrassment if his classmates hear that he was admitted into a mental home just because of reading a book. They would cheer and jeer at him, finally, he has met his doom since he will not allow books to be, acting all sainted up to make them f

This book is part of a series called The Forbidden Series. Book 1: His Forbidden Goddaughter (Complete) Book 2: Her Forbidden Desire (Complete) *** Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. This book specifically will have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, drugs, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This is a mafia book, so without the violence, drugs, and alcohol, it wouldn’t really be a mafia book. LOL. I will try to have trigger warnings as much as possible, bu

ROSALVA'S POV ★ As I was going to slit Damien's throat. A bird flew over to my shoulder with a piece of paper in its beak. I took out the paper to check on what is inside, it was a letter written by one of my spies. My face squeezed in displeasing at what I had read. A mean frown edged between my brow. My heart hurts to the extent of my developing seizures. I felt another creature growing inside of me, the surging pains as my veins popped out.

It is used solely to serve the story’s character arc, themes of identity and survival, and dramatic tension. Characters in this book may display dark, immoral, or emotionally complex behaviors. This includes betrayal, manipulation, power struggles, violence, and intense romantic or physical relationships. The presence of these elements does not indicate that the author condones or promotes such actions in real life. They are included as part of the fictional experience, to explore the emotional and psychological impact of surviving in a dangerous and unpredictable world.

Romy Pov I was standing on the upper landing, the cold iron railing biting into my palms as I stared down at the black-and-white marble of the great entrance. I held a book, some leather-bound history of the Northern territories, but I hadn’t turned a page in forty minutes. My mind was a mess of exit routes and the lingering, phantom heat of Rowan’s touch from the night before. The heavy front doors groaned open and two men entered.

Mosi I shook my head, trying to get the black little spots to stop dancing in front of my eyes, so I could get my bearings to gather myself and get off this floor, from under all these books and pieces of wood planks that used to be Kalama’s bookcase. I took some books off of my legs and dusted off dust and rubble from all over me, while looking for a place to put hands to push myself up. Everywhere around me was covered with debris.