Book Never Too Far Novels & Stories

She finally wiped her tears and started to make arrangements for my funeral. Anna knew me well. She buried me in a peaceful, beautiful place. There was even a small wooden cabin nearby, something I had once mentioned. A quiet house by a flowing stream, all I ever wanted was a simple, loving home. On my cold tombstone was a picture from my college days, smiling brightly, looking carefree and happy. Anna touched the photo, choking on her words. "Emma, in the next life, let’s be best friends again. This time, I’ll protect you, okay?"

Alex became red in the face and scratched his nape as he trailed behind me, when the book assistant silenced him with a ‘‘Ssshhh’’ command, because some people were reading silently at the far corner. ‘‘No need…’’ I whispered, waving my hand. ‘‘I’ve been to this place before…’’ This bookstore wasn’t that big and not crowded. There’s actually another one down the street which was so much bigger and looked like the headquarters, while this one was most likely a branch office for the bookstore. But I liked it here more. I tapped my finger on my chin, looking up at the titles of the biography books that were arranged alphabetically on the upper shelf.

Don't just skip this book again; add to library. Enjoy! Your loving author; Natasha Gwen

Furious and with nowhere to vent, he could only roar in anger, "Daisy Boyle! You think you're so brave? Fine! Don't ever come back! I want to see just how far you'll get without me!" After a quick wash and a change of clothes, Ryan headed for the study, ready to tackle the stack of overdue files. But the moment he walked in, he noticed two neatly placed documents on the desk. He picked up the top one without thinking. When he read the title, he froze. He had no memory of the private agreement at all. But as he unfolded it and read through the old terms from nine years ago, each word stirred faint, long-buried memories. "How is this possible? Why don't I remember any of this?" he muttered.

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it raised one hand toward Adrian. "When the final page arrives..." "...do not search for the perfect ending." "Search for the honest one." Then... it disappeared. The Gate closed with a sound like the final heartbeat of an ancient world. The Archive returned to complete silence. Only Adrian, Elias, the First Reader, the little girl, and the blue book remained. On the cover of the blue book... a new title slowly appeared. THE BOOK OF POSSIBILITIES Far away... beyond every world... beyond every Door...

Hah“ ”Pfft. Why is my wife being so cute?“ ”Shut up, it wouldn't get me at all“ ”Let's go eat before the food gets cold“ *screen zooms at the very last page of the bool* A book is not just a piece of paper. It is a whole new world. A different dimension. A teacher that would show you things and teach you. A friend that would comfort you and save you. A vehicle that would bring you to a far far away land without even moving from where you are. Just like a journey filled with thousands of different car. Going to various of places that is very far.

Just sneakers and a light jacket. The city was unusually quiet. I ended up at a small antique bookstore tucked between a florist and a tailor. It had no flashy signage, just a brass bell on the door and a handwritten welcome note in cursive. Inside, the scent of old paper and cedar wrapped around me like a story waiting to be told. I let myself drift between the aisles until a book caught my eye—Letters Never Sent. It was a collection of real, unsent letters from women over the last century. To lost loves, estranged mothers, unborn children.

------------------------------------------------- So first order of business The Guy Next Door is a book on w*****d written by Nylla Camphry. It was the first book I read on w*****d and I recommend you read it if you're old enough. Now sure you're all thinking that the book seems boring with no action and that it doesn't seem like Tara even loves Jeremy. It's almost like Jeremy disappeared and so did school but don't worry. Just a hint, action will happen, people will dies and others will be kidnapped. That is all I can say. I'm wicked so I'll leave you all in suspense.

“Do you think the bookstore next to Wixon still has it?” Valencia leaned on the kitchen counter near the sink, tapping her fingers on the ceramic surface. “Yeah, trust me the last time I visited that bookstore down on 2nd street was 2 days ago. it was a recent visit so I’m sure they still have a few left in the Non-fiction section.” The voice on the phone said.