Crossing Places Book Novels & Stories

"She's such a pretty young girl, but she just had to be stubborn. Now look—Master Lucas won't let her off. At the very least, she'll lose a finger." "This is too cruel. I can't even bear to watch." The maids and servants chattered among themselves by the pond, whispering and gossiping. But I could barely hear them anymore. The intense pain in my hand made me struggle wildly. The small canopy boat was old and poorly maintained. Under my frantic movements, it rocked violently, bumping against the water with hollow thuds. The scene suddenly mirrored the accident my parents had suffered at sea years ago. The deep-seated fear buried in my heart was instantly dragged to the surface.

Turning to her left she walked for a while before she crossed a place that people don't frequently pass through. The road was lonely, as it was near the woods. Kate held her textbook tightly to her chest, as she took a deep breath, wondering if it was okay passing through. Many people have complained about seeing animals lurking around, especially wolves. Although she did not know how true those words were. But seeing how Sarah would be waiting for her. She shut her eyes tightly before opening them. What was left was a look of determination, as she crossed the narrow road, she kept her fingers crossed, praying silently. But her feet were faster now, compared to before. She had just reached t

Yet now, just like her mother, she chose Luther over me. Leaning against the headboard, Luther smiled and picked Naomi up in his arms. "You're really my sweet girl, aren't you, Naomi?" Willow immediately stepped forward with concern. "How are you feeling? Is your head still spinning?" What a perfect picture of a family of three. A cold laugh escaped my throat as I shook my head, forcing down the dull ache in my chest. Once I picked up my ID and passport, I turned to leave. … After booking my flight, I stared at my phone. The screen showed a departure three days away. I looked up at the full moon hanging in the sky, and my thoughts began to drift.

​Vivienne was gone, but Maya was everywhere in the white roses on the ridge, in the safety of the walls, and in the heartbeat of the little girl who would grow up knowing only the mountains and the love of the people who had survived the dark to bring her here. ​The Ghost had finally stopped running. And in the silence of the Adirondacks, the Bride was finally at rest. ​THE END

"Sure. I'll give it a try." Her eyes lit up. Soon, she pressed her lips together, nodded, and stepped back to the counter. I took a sip, and it felt like warmth had finally settled into a part of me that had stayed cold for a very long time. Just then, my phone buzzed. I glanced at it; the publisher's editor had sent over a draft cover for my new book. The cover featured a gradually brightening deep blue expanse, with the title "Crossing" printed across it.

The new couple will spent a trip to connect their selves towards each other and strengthen their love and company. Aria is totally red reading the book of mortals. She jumps out of her big and soft pillowcase in excitement and plans to inform her husband this instant. She runs to her closet and look for a dress. She will visit Conri in the grand hall and tell him the fun story.

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But, I had just found out that I was expecting Rosy, and I was completely turned around by the news. I hear the sound of tires followed by a boom. Two cars had just collided at an intersection. No smell of blood and more fear than harm, apparently. Intersection... Crossroads. I look down at my screen again and try to enter the place's name. A muffled cry leaves my lips. In the West, lost on the road in the middle of nowhere. Placed at an unlikely crossroads : Crossroad Café.

I clenched my teeth as I hurried past the place. The smell of old books thickened in the air. Books were stashed into every part of the racks; you could tell some were even forced in. The library was silent, with only a few people reading. I didn’t know where I was going or what books to pick first, but I kept walking, my eyes wandering over the books one after another. When I reached the end, my eyes caught a particular book placed in a different spot—The Chronicles of the Moonbound. It wasn’t on the rack like the others; it sat alone on a table.

There was nothing special about room 3c–except that ‘He’ always locked the door behind him, even during lunch. I only noticed because I always passed by at exactly 12:04. Today, the door was open. He seemed to be in some kind of trance as he made his way past me into the busy hall way, clutching something under his jacket and checking over his shoulders, curiosity won over common sense and now here I was–in the woods–watching my crush of over a year dig a shallow hole in the frozen earth.