Novel & Cerita Books Frances Hodgson Burnett

She admired the colours each one had and how each presented itself with a unique quirk. Noticing one that seemed to have worn off more than the rest she pulled it out of the rack. Flipping it over to see its cover she smiled at the title written in bold letters the words read Greensburrow. It was a children's book about a young boy and girl who arrived at an orphanage together and became good friends. The girl, Anna was an adventurous soul who would often get herself in trouble but had Eliot, the boy always there to save her.

Frank's heart softened at it. "Your grandmother is a librarian here?" Frank's tone was gentle, but Emily remained timid. "Please don't fire Grandma! I promise I won't cause any more trouble. I'll be more careful not to hit anyone again." When Emily nodded, her long eyelashes glistened. Frank got hypnotized by her charm. "I'm sure you're a good kid. So, I won't fire your grandmother." Smiling, he picked up the book near his feet. "This is the story of Beauty and the Beast. Can you read it yet?"

It was not quite far, but it seemed that the Montague siblings were so immersed in what they were reading that they did not notice the shade that was thrown at them by their own mother. Hestia had picked the ‘The Snow Queen’ and showed the blue frosty cover to the matriarch of the Montague family. Mrs. Montague squealed a bit as she saw the book. “This was my favourite when I was little. I had always loved the bravery of Gerta in this book.” She said as she admired the cover. “What about you, Albert?” Mrs. Montague asked and Albert showed her a deep burgundy colour of the cover, with the words engraved in gold paint and an elegant font. ‘Florante and Laura’ was what the cover said. Mrs. Mont

I would soar across borders and continents as the wind hovers against my face. Goddamn!! I miss my childhood so much, and my mother was one person who made it more memorable for me. We shared so many awesome memories, even when she fell sick, she still made time for me. She would read me lovely fantasy books, she would take me into the world of dragons, talking cats, and pigs of course; Winnie the Pooh was my favorite piglet. Too bad what the world has done with that character in this generation, they are ruining my childhood with the new development. Speaking of childhood and stories, I loved books like Alice and wonderland; the adventures of young people in mysterious lands. One of my favo

“This is not an easy place to exist, Miss Sinclair. Even less so for someone like you.” I knew that already. I had felt it the moment I stepped through the gates. Felt it just moments ago. Mrs. Harrington set down the thick, leather-bound book with a decisive thud, and it was Ashwood academy’s rule book, and she started reading to me, and twelve pages after it still going... My head was spinning with them, each one more rigid than the last.

The doors were labelled with planets of the solar system except Earth; they were not labelled for figurative purpose because each door actually leads to the planets mentioned; those doors were known as “Dimensional Gates” Eric opened a brown door in front of him which had no tag, the door led to a large library, he climbed up three steps and was standing in the large room full of book shelves; one could spend a life time dedicated to reading and still not finish the books in this library. Mystical books of various sizes and titles like: Eye of the universe, Esoteric Time science, Time and Matter, Anti-matter and Gods, The way of Nova, The way of Elohim, The trinity, Mastering the Magic of Da

Mr Franklin was so friendly, he would make you laugh all day with his funny folktales. "Welcome little boy, follow me here i should show you the new books" he said heading to the libraries VIP. He took me to a corridor full of new books, all the books were new in that corridor and i had so much pleasure on them. I didn't know which one to pick because they were all promising to be good. I could pick 5 or more if it was allowed. "I will spend my boring time here" i said to myself. I picked a J. R. R Tolkien new book called the strange girl then i sat comfortably to enjoy the ride.

I wandered through the aisles, running my fingers along the spines, feeling a sense of belonging I hadn't felt in a long time. I spent the whole day there, completely lost among the books, reading story after story until I lost track of time. One book caught my attention "The Adventures of Sir Flufftail" a ridiculous but absolutely hilarious story about a brave and very dramatic rabbit knight who went on quests to save stolen carrot cakes from mischievous squirrels.

If Gus does not like that then he can leave her at home and she can spend the evening reading Evelina by Fanny Burney or The Professor by Charlotte Brontë. Bella doesn't care. She just wants to get the night over with. But she secretly hopes that she has a dress to wear.

So I ended up telling her about Lily, Selene and Aurora. “So there’s still one of them roaming free in the castle?” she cried. “Remember the girl who brought us tea the other day?” “That’s why she stared at you like that!” “I’m afraid so.” In the afternoon, she helped me sit by the window with one of the books she’d brought, and told me to open it while she fetched the chest with my brushes and ribbons. My hair was already long enough for her to try more complex braids. I was mesmerized by the book. It was a true work of ark, written in black ink with gorgeous, colorful illustrations in most of the pages. It was a children’s story, telling how the wolves had arrived in the Dale.