Novel & Cerita Books Like A Flicker In The Dark

Ethan stroked himself faster, his breathing heavy, completely lost in the fantasy. The door creaked. He froze, his hand still wrapped around his cock, and turned to see a figure in the doorway. Lily. His best friend Marcus's little sister. Sweet, innocent Lily who was home from college for the summer. Twenty-one years old with long dark hair, a body that was definitely NOT innocent, and eyes that were currently locked on his laptop screen. "Oh fuck," Ethan breathed, scrambling to close the laptop. "Lily, I...." "Don't," she said quietly, stepping into the room. "Don't close it."

I frowned and asked in a low voice, "Lucas… do you think they're right too?" The only answer I received was silence. So this was how Lucas truly saw me. We had suffered and struggled together to reach this point, yet in the end, he still believed the wildflowers by the roadside were fresher and sweeter. Suddenly, a violent force slammed into me. I crashed heavily onto the ground, my forehead striking the edge of the doorframe. Blood instantly poured down my face. Lucas instinctively moved toward me as if to help, but Lucy appeared frightened by the blood on my face and grabbed tightly onto his sleeve.

Chapter 1: Video Chat I have a little secret fantasy that I like, it’s like my own world and I freaking love it here,one sweet fact is that it’s makes me feel sexier in the real world. The campus shuttle was always the same and right now, it’s becoming so tiring. I can’t freaking wait to get home, mum is out for three hours!! Which means I can dive fully into my absolute perfect world. My palm is itching crazily just from thinking about it. And out I go! Finally!

I still remember how it went if I am not mistaken, "A spark within you glows bright and true, A flame that flickers, waiting to break through. Don't let it fade, don't let it die, Let your inner spark burn, and reach for the sky.” It was a letter from a mother to her child who was leaving her to the world. I felt something stir inside me when I read through those lines. A perfect timing for me, but a bad one for Lucas who had just walked into the library and found me seated. “Pack members only,” he said as he snatched the book away from my hands and flipped to the front page. “Property of the Darkmoon manor,” he read aloud as he traced the stamp with his index finger.

But Lara did… and it hurt her more than what he did to her three years back. Since she was left alone by Christophe and Francine, she went off to explore after dinner, wandering through beautifully furnished and decorated reception rooms that were lifeless. Lara was delighted to come upon a library and, locating the English section, selected ‘Jane Eyre’, her favorite. She hadn’t read it for several years. But Charlotte Brontë failed her for the very first time. Lara found it impossible to concentrate. Standing up again, she cast the book aside and stepped through the curtains to open the French windows that featured in virtually every room. She walked along the terrace. As Lara passed by ope

A little bit later I walked a few meters deep into the forest, being extremely careful to avoid any branches or stones that could injure my feet, wishing I had worn at least my flip-flops. I stopped by a beech tree and touched its bark, gently at first, only with my fingertips, before putting both hands on it. The tree almost immediately began its spectacle, showing me what it saw. The beech was certainly much younger than the oak that grew by the wall, near the house, and it could see mostly the animals moving around, but suddenly the image became a lot darker. When the beech started showing me its memories from just a few weeks ago, I saw something terrible - a young deer that had been att

Here, in the dim light, I saw a row of old, leather-bound books that looked like they hadn't been touched in centuries. My heart raced as I reached for the first book, feeling its weight in my hands. I flipped open the cover, my eyes widening as I read the title: "The Secrets of the Night: A Guide to the Mystical Creatures of the Dark." With a gasp, I realized that I had found exactly what I had been looking for. I spent the next few hours devouring the contents of the book, her eyes darting across the pages as she absorbed every detail. It was like a veil had been lifted from her eyes, and she was seeing the world in a whole new way.

Then look at Fly who is walking away from me. I don’t know who I will follow. I took a deep breath then walked to the stairs near the entrance, I took a book as I passed an empty room where there were some books. I looked out the window and saw a black vehicle entering the Moonlight entrance gate. It looks like it's Dark's car, it looks like Dark is here in Moonlight again. I sat on one side of the stairs on the side of it and started to read supposedly, but no matter what I did to focus on my reading, my brain did not absorb the letters and words of the book.

I bit my bottom lip, shrugging. "What kind of books do you mean? There are motivational books, novels..." I trailed off, listing various genres. Colby rubbed his face, frustration etched on his features. "The book I'm talking about is...dark. Dark romance." I cocked my head, signing, "I do read that. Why? What's wrong?" Colby's eyes seemed to bore into mine. "Then you might know...have you ever had any fantasies? Like, reading them, did you ever imagine..." He trailed off, his gaze intense.

“What the bloody hell is that?” I moved away from Ryker, my eyes were solely fixated on the book. Wiping away the shattered glasses, I did not care if it would hurt me. Once it was clean, I read the book to Ryker. “It is the Book of The Damned.” All I wanted was to get a hold of that book and satisfy my curiosity but when I did, I could feel the power surging from the book, my hands were painfully attached to it. Then the book opened, forcing my palm to hold it up the pages started to flip rapidly. So many images flashed through my mind but none of which I recalled. The book slammed shut and I blinked. I turned to Ryker and swallowed before finding my voice to speak, “Did you see that?”