Broken Compass Book Novels & Stories

"If he doesn't wake up, then just let him sleep more, alright? He'll wake up when he's rested enough." "No, Mom, but… the doctor said Dad went to heaven and won't ever wake up again. Mom, come save him!" Leroy's voice broke into sobs, and then Timothy's voice came through the phone. "Ms. Jorian, please come back. I'm not lying; your husband has passed away—" "Enough. Niels is really regressing. He must have become mentally twisted from being homebound. Why else would he get you to help him fabricate something so ridiculous?"

Finding the stone was of utmost importance but no one knew what it looked like, not even the history books could give a perfect description of it. Many folklores gave different narratives of what it was perceived to be so there was no telling on how to recognize it. Kylian was swift in his search around the room but found nothing out of the ordinary. With dashed hopes, he turned toward the exit when suddenly pages of the book he had received from the witch doctor fluttered open by themselves, one after another, like they had a mind of their own. It was as if the mystery hidden within couldn't wait to be revealed. Kylian watched in sheer surprise as a compass emerged, pointing to a particular

The aquarium beside his opened cupboards was chaotic. Then I took a gaze on the other side where Meter resides. Not as organized as to how I fix my things but it was so clean. Even the books on the side desk seemed dusted. I rolled my eyes. Look at the difference. And this guy Rhyme kept on telling me that I would never figure out who's Rhyme and who's Meter if ever they'll trick me? I even grew up seeing their differences so how would not I know? "Stop spotting the diffs, Havoc. Sit on my bed," he commanded.

Very quickly and they rushed over to my side as they glanced at it. "What is it doing?" Damon asked me. "No idea." I responded as I was confused. "Was it glowing like this when they held it?" Jacob asked. "Not sure." He said. I took it up and noticed the button above as I waited a little while looking around. "No, don't go around pushing button you..." Damon was saying to me when I clicked it. In that moment, the compass came to life as it was running around wildly. It seemed to be trying to point in either direction but I was not certain. For all I knew and cared, it was broken.

It's like a mix of emptiness, depression, and the feeling of craving her. I just want her next to me, I want her in my presence. I want her in my arms. I need her. I kept thinking as I continuously kept taking swigs of the bottle. My vision started becoming more blurry as I started loosing my balance. I got a notification and it had nothing to do with Kat but it somehow reminded me about her. I typed in her user and cried when I saw her last tweet. It's obvious it's about me. (A/N it's what she tweeted in chapter 22)

“As long as you remember why you came back.” I reached for the new bundle and unwrapped it, my excitement returning. The familiar scent of old parchment filled the air as I flipped through the worn pages. But my smile disappeared when I spotted something strange. “Ingrid…” I murmured, holding one of the books up. “This one’s also damaged again.” She leaned over, and her brows furrowed. “What?” Pages were missing yet again!. Not torn from the spine like yesterday's own, but sliced out cleanly. Precise. Intentional.

******** After some hours****** "Wake up" something said to me. I immediately got up and look around and I could not see anything, I needed to continue my journey into the boundaries. I brought out my round compass given to me by the wise wolfs this time as it was what was going to lead me now. I looked upon the compass and it was pointing North, I closed it back and put it in my pocket. The North is always harsh with alwasy critical condition. "Who the hell would want to just stay there" I said to myself

Sofia walked in and seemed to be blindly reaching for something, tripping over her own feet. “I need it, I need it, where is it?” She spoke confusedly, groping around the things in the room without really seeing them and rubbing her arms again. I closed the door and went to meet her immediately. “Where is what, Sofia?” I asked, holding her hands once more to prevent her from scratching herself any further. I could already see some blood spots where the fingernail had broken through the flesh. She hardly seemed to mind this.

A stupid elderly man who claims to be from the future. Meanwhile, Shawn had no idea where he was, so maybe they were right. A map of the forest didn't exist because no one had taken the time over the years to name it or develop a detailed map of it. Sighing in frustration, he looked at his so-called map once more. It was useless as a guide, and he had lost faith in his compass. The compass was being tampered with in some way, as it began to rotate and point in directions other than north. Even worse, the sun was setting, and the forest was growing darker promptly as long orange glares swept through the overgrown awning and between the tree trunks as the sun plunged towards the frontier. It w

He has to get to his child. We can push the door open far enough for me to slip into the opening. It is handy to be small sometimes. I enter the room, seeing the cause of the obstruction is a bookshelf. It must have tipped and lodged itself against the door during the earthquake. I tip the bookshelf back against the wall, letting Brixtius have access to the room. A room with furniture strewn all over the place. "Eurydice!" I yell out, hearing her cries from under a fallen dresser. Brixtius moves with speed and lifts the wooden furniture like it weighs nothing.