Book Quotes Page Numbers Novels & Stories

His eyes scanned my cluttered bookshelves, the stacks of novels on my nightstand, the little potted plant I kept on the windowsill because it made the space feel less lonely. “Nice collection,” he said casually, picking up a worn copy of Pride and Prejudice from the shelf. He flipped it open without looking at the cover, thumbing to a random page like he knew exactly where to go. “ ‘I have faults enough, but they are not, I hope, of understanding. My good opinion once lost, is lost forever.’ ” He quoted it perfectly, voice low and warm, with just the right touch of Darcy’s arrogance. I blinked, sitting up slowly and pulling the sheet around my chest. “You… know Austen by heart?”

“The little auditor who thought she could balance the books of hell will be left all alone in the wreckage, with nothing but the silence for company.” The iron-bound book on the pedestal suddenly stopped flipping with a heavy thud that shook the floor. It lay open now, the two blank pages glowing with an inner light that looked like burning embers. It was waiting. The pen, a sharp silver quill that looked more like a needle, sat beside it, gleaming in the red dark.