Novel & Cerita Choosing A Book

Ezra couldn’t move. His brain was stuck, replaying those three words like a broken record. I choose you. They didn’t belong to him. They weren’t meant for someone like him. They were the kind of words that went to pretty, soft-spoken omegas with clean reputations and perfect smiles—not to the sharp-tongued stray hiding at the edge of the firelight. The clearing was dead silent. Every pair of eyes turned his way like he’d just set off a bomb.

I added. “That’s why I am here,” Athena chipped in. She had been quiet since, and I almost forgot that she was standing right there. “I can help you out, as I am vast with knowledge of books and authors,” she added. I nodded with approval, after all, Athena was the reason I even thought about reading as a hobby. “Yes, that would be great,” I accepted easily. “While you are not wrong, I think it might be best if you make your picks yourself,” one of the men interjected. “And I speak as a professional bookseller. Since you are building your library, everything about it should be your sole decision,” he added.

I did not know much about books but seeing them all well arranged and properly organised by genres and alphabetical order was nice to behold. I didn't know what to pick, no idea of the book I should go for. After several scans, I opted for books with pretty book covers, I then chose a book which I thought is cover was the prettiest there; at least so I thought. It was a romantic novel, I love romance, I love LOVE even though I haven't experienced it yet. I started reading the book slowly and carefully wanting to get every word and its meaning right. I think I must have lost my initial enthusiasm because I suddenly became tired and sleepy.

I believed in him. A few moments later, I moved through the shelves slowly, running my fingers on the spines of new books, wondering which one would be a good read. I was through with the ones I had selected. I needed a book out get invested in to kill time. I had too many choices, they were all attractive. Shrugging picked a book. I concluded any would l do as I flipped through it's pages. I got engrossed pretty soon. I spent my whole day with the books in the library. Time flew by really fast. I didn't notice a thick blanket of darkness had already covered the skies, it was night already. I knew I had to be home soon, but I decided to read one more book, or borrow if I had to. Just then, m

"It's something I enjoy doing." "It shows. So, I can infer that you're studying to become an English teacher..." "Yeah, you could say that," I answered truthfully. "Well, moving away from the teaching topic and talking more about literature, what authors do you recommend?" I figured that's why he was there in the library; he must have been looking for some books and ended up caught in the children's reading event. "It depends on their tastes. I don't know what their preferences are, much less what type of prose they prefer—direct, clever, ornate, or very flowery," I argued firmly.

I can’t get invested in any way, especially not emotionally. “B-books,” I stammer. “It would be a terrible thing to have to do, to narrow it down to one, especially for a book lover like me Never ask a book lover what their favorite book is. You’ll be here eight hours later, listening to us going off on tangent after tangent, discussing the merits of just about every book that has ever been published since the dawn of time.” Mike laughs, a clear, deep, manly sound that is like a deep brook, and I’m the one diving in, in search of the bottom.

I nod and Skye continues, "You said you saw the branches in the book cover move, right?" "What does that have to do with anything? You saw how the librarian obviously didn't want me to go anywhere near it." I reasons out "That book is a relic. A rare one that is placed under the care of the academy for years but rumor has it that no one ever knew what was inside it. A relic like that can only be opened by those who are chosen." Skye explains, "If what you saw is true then the book probably chose you. You can read it and only you can."

That's the word she was looking for. Venturing to the deepest part of the store, she can hears murmur around her of children, teenagers and even elders discussing about the book of their choice. She looked up to see the arrow on a plankwood hanging from the ceiling. It was directing her to her favourite section of the store and that was romance. She smiled to herself and walks twards the shelves that us stacked with thousands of books of her favorite genre. One by one she plucked out to read from the back and surely, the front cover plays a huge role in her buying.

To her , it was as if she had read this language before . ' ........Maybe I read this language in a book or something....?!......No idea in which book though ! ' thought Kiara and touched the book then walked . When she touched some books , she felt like they were the ones she was looking for and took them with her without even opening it . Terry and Luna looked at her with a confused expression . " Luna ! " said Terry . " Yes ?! " said Luna . " Do humans usually chose books without even opening them ?! " said Terry while looking at Kiara .

A current ran through my body and my hand subconsciously traveled to a book with no title on the spine, but it sure caught my attention. “Of course you can. Choose any of them you like. But I must warn you, if one book is calling you, I don’t recommend that you read it until you feel like you’re ready for it,” she replied with a soft smile before walking back to join my family and her husband. Strange…