Caged Book Novels & Stories

Frigid, it chilled every exhalation into thin clouds of mist as he breathed. Approaching the person bound in the center of the room, Cazer walked over the inscriptions of the magic cage on the floor. His presence prompting a soft clink, the links of their chains shifted slightly. Made of heavy iron they draped from the floors and walls of the cell, limiting the prisoner’s movement.

King Henry said and Theodore felt like banging his head somewhere Making his father understand things like this are impossible but still he tries. " No bird likes to stay in a cage throughout her or his life. Father, they wish to fly high in the sky and Violet is that caged bird who will fly away one day. Because the more you try to hold sand in your fist it slips away faster. The much you will cage her she will go away from you that fast. I am her brother. I want happiness for her , not this Imprisonment for her whole life. She deserves to live like a normal teenager just like me "Theodore said to put some sense in his father's head who has lost his mind he feels

her eyes squint as she pleads, she looks so adorable that I nearly press my lips against hers. " Fine then, go on." I put down my hand, leaning into the wall adjacent to the bookshelf. She goes ahead searching for different books on philosophy. Whatever book she taps on, there is a scent that emits from it. And a different atmosphere that smells like a typical book. " I think I found one. I will settle to go through the pages." she is holding a red hardcover book in her hands, too huge that it almost covered her entire hands. " Well then. Go ahead." I smile at her when she looks at me, my heart was blown away by the smile she propelled back.

Where the hell she was . I was walking to my room then suddenly I stop on the path . My brows tensed on what I saw . The library was lightened . I slightly opened the door and invade the room . The library was big like a hall . It has thousand of books . Marcus was studious so as I . If not for this mafia business we could be somewhere doing intellect work . My brows relaxed as I saw a tiny woman sleeping on the coach at the cornor . ***** Hey lovelies ! Plz contribute more gems and do review the book .

I didn’t like how much I had been pushed down by being a human’s mate. Though, I had told them not to say a word about it to anyone, but I was sure that it was only a matter of time for the news to reach every individual in the pack. I wasn’t looking forward to that at all. My eyes schemed the rows of books that had a purifying liquid on its case. It was a self-cleanser to make it easy for the workers to keep the library pure and clean. In a space of thirty minutes, Tennessee was back with his hand full of books. He looked quite flustered as he handed them over to me. I was going to make sure that I poured through each and everyone of it.

I stop dead in my tracks, my breath catching in my throat. Cages. Row upon row of them, stacked up to the heavens like forgotten shipping containers in a rusted junkyard. But these weren’t empty crates filled with useless debris. These cages held shifters; wolves, felines, and others whose scents I couldn’t immediately place. All of them crammed into spaces so small they could barely move, let alone shift.

I asked, hesitating. Ozgur glanced at me, before he got up from his seat and opened a gold cupboard. He took out a red book, then he handed it to me, he told me to read this book. I gasped when I saw hundreds of names written in this book. Writing in Maroon and Scarlet ink. "This is my and Kazuo's crazy game book. Maroon is mine, Scarlet is Kazuo's. Those are the names of women that we have put in here. Yeah, into the persecution room."

He then excitedly led her to the banquet hall. On the huge screen under the dome, many photos of her appeared. Outside, fireworks exploded with loud bangs, quietly blooming just beyond the large windows. Pink lilies lined the path, piled into the shapes of bears and made into flower baskets, decorating every corner of the banquet hall. In the open space, there were over a dozen stands, each displaying the titles of her works. Jamie knelt in front of Melanie on one knee. "Will you marry me, Mel?"

However, a moment went by before she narrowed her eyes in thought. “I think we should try some of the bookcases toward the back. I know that there are a few tomes that are under lock and key for safety reasons, but if it’s just basic background information you’re looking for, then I think you should be able to find something.” Nora led us to the back of the large room, where we came upon a narrow bookcase and an entire glass case that had a large metal lock on its doors. I read a few of the spines before coming across one titled ‘Creaturae et Ineffabilia’. “Creatures and Unspeakables,” I muttered. “This one looks promising.”

Celia I raised the lantern up in my hand as I looked up at the restricted section. There were shelves upon shelves of books here too, but unlike the colorful ones in the ordinary shelves, these seemed to emanate an ominous aura. There were books as slim as a finger and some as broad as my entire back in here. And it was not just the sizes that varied. Some had engravings on them, weird symbols while others looked old as time itself. Some had no title at all, while some spines had too many letters jumbled up together. I let out a sigh upon looking at the shelves, wondering where to begin.