Novel & Cerita Books To Get Lost In

"I know they're not real, Jessa. But wouldn't it be wonderful if they were if magic was real and could whisk us away from all of our worries?" I reach over on the nightstand between the two beds for my bottled water. "Magic isn't going to pay my bills or make my future a success. Hard work will," I take a sip of water to clear my parched throat before continuing. "Can't you ask Mom and Dad to go with you? Dad loves his Irish Lore as much as you do. Right now, all I want to love is sleep or caffeine." "Mom and Dad took the tour bus to Dublin," Meena explains hurriedly, obviously letting me know that the morning is getting late. "They got tired of waiting for you, and Dad wanted to view the ma

The library was quiet, the afternoon sunlight filtering through the stained-glass windows. Anna sat alone at the far corner, the mysterious book, The Reflection Game, spread open before her. Her finger traced the intricate designs on the yellowed pages, her heart pounding with both excitement and unease. The cryptic instructions whispered to her, their meaning elusive but tantalizingly close. She didn’t understand why she felt so drawn to the book, but she couldn’t let it go. It was as if the book had chosen her, as if it were calling her to uncover its secrets.

Jack I yawn as I stretch, picking up my tools and throwing them in my bag. I knew I should have gone to bed at a decent time last night, but that book was getting fucking good and I couldn't put it down. I only have a couple of chapters left to read before book club and I almost don't want to finish them, knowing I'll have to sit and wait to read more.

This time he used the other name he knew who had a bad temper. “--lost.” He heard her speak and he didn’t hear any other sound after that. He went to the couch and looked at the door, waiting for them to come out. Inside the room, Kyla was sitting on the floor, she saw blood on her feet and it reminded her of awful things she had run away when they were little. “I’m lost.” she quietly said before she was pulled back to blackness.

I could see it—his soul was starting to slip away. … The first of November, exactly 11 years since we met. That night, Shawn sat under the dim prison lights as he flipped through my diary. I floated beside him, face crinkling in disgust as I reached out to snatch my diary from him. He reacted instantly, gripping my wrist with one hand and clutching the diary with the other. His sudden movement enraged his cellmate. The burly man grabbed the book and ripped it to shreds. At that moment, something inside me snapped.

a horror movie, it’s an old women who pretends to be a small child so that she could get adopted and take peoples husbands, I bite into the last bite of the sandwich, it just taste so good, I drank my pineapple juice, I didn’t even know how long I was sitting here, I looked at the clock and saw that it was 9:30 ok the night, jake isn’t back yet, I took the dish and went to wash it, I went back to the sitting room to switch off the tv, I stretched my hands as I went back into the room, I sat on the bed and looked out the window. Mom, dad i miss you both, I miss you so much, I miss grandma too, things are hard, I came down from the bed and went inside the cupboard and opened my belongings I t

Mia's eyes lit up, and she felt an instant connection to the room. She settled into a plush armchair, running her fingers over the spines of the books. The room seemed to wrap around her, providing warmth and solace. As she started to read, time slipped away, and Mia lost herself in the world of words. Amidst the roaming, her mind traveled back to the book of Enchantments. She still had a lot to discover, a lot to practice. With a promise to herself to go through it all at night, she pushed the thought away momentarily and enjoyed the comfort of the library.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

It was Raven and Josh holding hand, their backs facing the camera on the cliff overlooking the city, Josh and Kate’s special place. It feels as if she had fallen into a cactus, and her heart has been punctured a million times over by tiny pins. It stings at first, but now it feels as if they’ve left her numb—not even slightly painful, just numb. She is not bleeding, but she knows after she slowly start to pull these foreign objects out, one by one, the blood will come gushing out. She was heartbroken twice by the same man.