Carnival Books Novels & Stories

Natalia I was so bored. Daniel had told me not to do any housework but I was sorely tempted to start dinner just to have something to do. I found a book and tried to read like he told me. The book didn't hold my attention, though. My life has been much more interesting lately than some crime novel. My whole life had been boring before I met him. I hadn't realized it while I was living it. After meeting Daniel , it was like I was living in color now, but my previous life had all been black and white.

“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”

Some canvases were broken, as if in frustration. Next, I visited the library. Many of the books were old and hopelessly confusing. Most incomprehensible of all were the ritual books, which made up the bulk of his library. There were only a few novels, and judging by the dust, they hadn’t been touched in years. Evidently, Salem was not the sort of man who read for pleasure.

And find out if there was any way to fix it. As she drove, Caitlin thought again of the rare books she had found in her library. Most of all, she that of that one rare volume, and its torn page. She thought of its ancient ceremony, the one in Latin, with its cure for vampirism. She wondered again if it was real. Was that just passed down from folklore? An old wives’ tale?

Others looked thoughtful. Vincent stood next. The calm was gone, replaced with something sharp and dangerous. He said the documents were fake or twisted out of meaning by a wife who had been caught stealing from him. He claimed Catherine was unstable and seeking revenge after a divorce. He said he had proof that the financial records had been altered.

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I heard the door to the car open as I dug around in the cardboard box and I looked up to see Daniel and Jai walk in, both of them staring at me. Jai caught sight of the books sitting next to me and he walked over slowly and picked one up. It was the green one, the one entitled The Occult Truth of Lycanthropy. The look he gave me was indecipherable. "A little light reading?" He asked sarcastically, thumbing through the huge, five-hundred page book. I wished in that moment that I could have been small enough to fit in that box and disappear. How embarrassing. "It was just something I found on his shelves," I said, as if that justified it.

SIENNA’S POV My body was still trembling from everything Kael had done to me on the couch. My panties were soaked through, my clit throbbed with this deep, painful need, and my breasts felt heavy and sensitive from his possessive touch. I could not focus on anything. The book lay forgotten beside me while I sat there with my thighs squeezed tightly together, trying to calm the storm raging between my legs. Every little brush of fabric against my hard nipples sent sparks shooting straight to my core. His words kept echoing in my head: "Gonna ruin this tight little cunt so no one else ever satisfies you again." God, I wanted that so badly. I wanted him to ruin me completely.

Cela remains disappointed. "C'mon. It's not like they bought everything. They just thought of giving the books as Christmas presents apart from the corporate giveaways. You must know that your mother enjoyed your first book so much. Too bad that she passed before the second one is out," Nanny Rita continued. "You've always been loyal to her," Cela said.

Yeah, I was a scaredy-cat. “Did I? Shoot sorry.” She chuckled. “Tell me, who are you talking about?” I asked as my curiosity fueled up. “I’m talking about The Carnival.” She said. “Carnival? What is that?” “A gang. Horrifying they are. They’ve been around here and ruled some places in Bhutan, Pakistan, Germany, and China. Their business are all around the world for ages but they live mainly here. These are some real confidential topics for you to know. Everybody fears them yet no one utters their name. They rule here. Though there is peace and they keep a safe barrier between civilians and them.” She sighed.