Bookwoman Novels & Stories

You're smaller than I expected. The woman in the library looked up from her book without any particular urgency, like I had knocked instead of just walked in. She was older, maybe seventy, with white hair pinned loosely and reading glasses pushed up on her forehead. Small framed, wrapped in a dark cardigan, seated in the largest chair in the room like she had been the one to put it there. People usually are, she said. Sit down, Ella.

They had turned their backs on me, with joined hands. My eyes fluttered open, I sat up quickly, and I saw a lady in a gold glistening gown, she had a tight smile on her face. She gestured to me to come close to her. She looked like she was in her late 30s, still very young with brown skin and jet black hair. Everywhere was cloudy as though we were in the sky, walking on clouds. I walked towards her, trying to see if I would fall. Oh… I forgot I’m already dead.

More chilling than the temperature was the woman's gaze. Like the previous Eastern Guardian, her entire body appeared to be transparent glass, with only her skeleton emitting fluorescent light. The previous Eastern Guardian could instill fear in people. This woman, however, made people find her unapproachable. "Who are you?" the mysterious woman asked. Her voice was equally cold, but she seemed to have no connection to the Eastern Guardian. "We have come to seek the secrets of this world's Glazed Kingdom. A ghost named the Book Immortal told us that defeating the four guardians would give us the answer."

Brooklyn said, walking toward a computer in the back, where she put her bag and logged on. Then, she went to the shelves to get the materials she was looking for, stacking them in her arms. When her arms were full, she carried them back to the desk and flipped through them, making notes on the computer as she read. After a few hours, she logged out of the computer, stood up, and stretched. She put the books onto the re-shelving cart, then waved to Rosy. “I’m out of here for now,” she said. “I hope you got everything you needed,” Rosy said.

Patrick hummed and he walked to his bar and sat on the black stool there and he stared to her face. Her brown colored eye fitted her and brought out her yellow face and her breat size were moderate, while her backpack was simple and not big nor curvy like Loveth as Loveth got a sexy figured-8 shape,with big butt and boobs. "Am Ms Sonia Edwards. 26-years old business accountant and you?. I only know your name though" She smiled to him, wanting to start a conversation with him and Patrick nodded. "That's right. So why are you here?." He asked and she dropped the magazine in her hand and walked up to meet him again.

"My name is Danielle Arnold with no parents. I stay with my Pa and I have come to work here as a clerk. I am good with economics and reading is my hobby." "Is that all?" The woman asked. "If I were to tell you all then we all wouldn't leave here today. Besides, you asked for a briefing." The last man who hadn't said anything nodded and went through my resume. "Are you good at reading? What is your favorite book?" The first man asked again. Just as I had predicted. "My favorite book is a book I haven't read at all but I have it at home. It was written by Adam Smith, 'the wealth of the nation.'"

We found 'Whispers of Time,' a quaint bookstore tucked away in a corner, its shelves filled with weathered tomes and ancient manuscripts. I approached the counter, my heart pounding with anticipation. An elderly woman with kind eyes and a gentle smile greeted us. "Welcome, dear travelers. How may I assist you today?" I showed her the letter and mentioned Evelyn's name. Her eyes widened, a flicker of recognition crossing her face. "Ah, Evelyn... a wise and enigmatic soul. Follow me."

The little triangle thing, he suddenly wondered if it had a name, was pointing to yes. The window on the other side of the door asked “Do I really need another candle?” The magic 8 ball underneath it had the answer of “Yes – Definitely” On the door in elegant script was Botanica Wiccan Bookstore, established 2006 Ciara Goode, Proprietess In both windows were elaborate and beautiful displays of books, candles, crystals, tarot cards and novelties. Working up his courage, Knuckles got off his bike and walked inside. He had expected the whole place to be dark and broody.

" She quickly walks out and enter the bookstore beside the stationary shop . In twenty minutes , she take almost two hundred books from children book to ,middle school book , to high school references book to the few books about medicine . She pay everything and ask the store keeper to send his workers to deliver the book to the hotel with her name and her room number. She also gives a hundred yuan to the delivery boy . As she enters the stationary shop everyone had make a line so the counter lady can added all the amounts but fill everything in the school bag that bought. After twent minutes the woman in the counter finish added all the school equipments .

A girl asked behind Imogen. "I was just looking around" She answered. "Alright, take your time, miss" The girl smiled and left. Imogen wandered around the bookstore, looking at every shelf for a book to read until her eyes found one. "Longing For A Woman" She called out and reached for it, but a voice stopped her and took it before she could. "Longing For A Woman, written by Emma stones, is a story that tells the tale of two women falling in love and parting," A man said while Imogen moves back, a bit uncomfortable.