Burned Books Novels & Stories

The air in the car is too hot, too heavy and too much that even opening of the door does nothing to soothe the burning inside. I feel like my body is on fire. Their attention always burns me up and I love every second of it, it's all I've ever wanted…all I've ever needed. “Jennie you must be really tired, you look wrecked” my stepfather says as we step out of the car and I am being supported by my stepbrothers to stand straight.

The drive to the children’s bookstore is smooth and lively. Lila asks the bodyguard questions but he either responds with a hum or grunt before she fires another one. Their conversation is mostly one-sided but she doesn't mind and it doesn't take long before we get to our destination and she waves him bye before sprinting to the door. The place carries a mixed smell of paper and pastries and not the usual cold and serious atmosphere that a library carries. This one is meant for comfort and my body instantly relaxes. Lila scans the place until someone calls her name.

she commanded. Jenny tried to hurry up while walking, but her legs hurt and her pussy was swollen because her billionaire boss had fucked her so hot. She went about her day, doing other work she was asked to do, but the thought of how Ken tossed her, licked her pussy, fingered her, and throat fucked her lingered in her head all day, she tried to brush it off since their words and reality are far apart. It might never happen again, so she thought, because he is a billionaire and she a mere housekeeper, and she is not really just his type but just a fling to him, she sighed.

Don Bryant, who was standing nearby, asked anxiously, "Is there really nothing else that can be done to save Oliver, Cynthia?" I shook my head, replying calmly, "There's nothing that can be done, Don Bryant. You see, once someone is tainted by a black witch, the damage is irreversible. It's only a matter of time before his life force is completely drained. Your best course is to begin making funeral arrangements for Oliver now, Don Bryant." Having said that, I took William's hand and walked away, deliberately ignoring the heart-rending cries of despair that erupted from Oliver behind us. …

she said with a twisted smile on her face, sparks flashing at the tip of the stun gun. "Dakota, go and turn up the TV volume. We can't have Aaron disturbing the neighbors." Dakota went to the TV and set it to the highest volume possible. As the TV continued thundering loudly in the living room, I experienced the excruciating pain of electric currents coursing all throughout my body. Meanwhile, Dakota just sat at her desk expressionlessly while she studied and memorized the articles in her Criminal Law textbook. "Intentional homicide is the act of intentionally and illegally depriving another person of their life…"

END OF FLASHBACK Mrs Young, with the great eagle she had never gave up easily. The thought of Taylor disobeying her wishes made her even more furious. She gave out a heavily sigh, and walked into her two sons company, lost in her thoughts thinking of ways not to lose such influential business partners, It was almost like gambling with her life when ever she meant business.

There was a fire place which they made in order to keep themselves warm. All of them where seen gathered around the fire like it was a committee of witches having their meeting, planning on a mission to devour. Each of them was putting on thick article of clothing to help the body warm faster. The cold was much like it was winter. It’s a known phenomenon that areas surrounded by water are most often cool especially the cool breeze that makes one thing that he or she was about to freeze. That’s because, during the day, the sun heats hard on the ground producing heat that helps warm the rivers, then at night, the river produced immense cool breeze that helps to keep the ground cold. It exhibit

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

Adrian shrugged and answered, “I’m telling the truth. I’ve already burned the book. If you don’t believe me, you are free to go to the Battle Warrior Tower and verify it. The ashes are still there.” “Did…Did you really burn it?” Ivy was stunned as she felt a knot in the pit of her stomach. Adrian nodded. Ivy and the redhead exchanged glances once again. Ivy burst into tears and screeched, “You son of a b*tch! Why did you burn it?! Don’t even dream about having a good life now that you’ve made life difficult for us!”

The warmth from the fire didn't really ease the uneasy feeling growing inside me. Taking a deep breath, I opened the book. Each page turn felt like stepping back into a past I wanted to forget. The flames continued to dance, casting a flickering light that seemed to play along with the emotions swirling within me. I turned another page, the words becoming guides through a landscape of recovery I wasn't sure I was ready to navigate. Memories, like shadows, crept in as the fire crackled. Each sentence seemed to awaken echoes of my own experiences. It was as if the library held its breath, waiting for me to absorb the weight of those stories and somehow find my own path within them.