Novel & Cerita Daniel Story Book

"Come on, Daniel, hurry up," I urged, watching Daniel put on his right shoe, tying the laces as he struggled to button his sleeves at the same time. It was a month later, after I'd settled down in my new home and forgotten all about my past life. . .yeah, I wish I could. I never did. We were in Daniel's house the fateful evening, after Daniel had offered to take me on a shopping spree a few hours ago. I got all dressed up and prettied up only to come find Daniel sleeping in his house. When I woke him up, he'd confessed and told me that it was just a prank, and me, well, being me, forced him and made him agree to taking me on the spree.

And to everyone's surprise, Daniel gave a last greedy look to me but went with her. The End. ***** Find more books by ktish7: More books: patreon.com/ktish7 F*: f*.com/ktish7 I*******m: i*******m.com/ktish7

Is this some kind of unforeseen battle or something’ He ran his hand over his hair in frustration as he remembered a particular book his grandfather gave him. It was a book titled :DREAMS AND THEIR MEANING. He cursed himself for forgetting to bring it along with him to the school. That book could really come in handy right now. Speaking of his grandfather, it had been a while since he saw him. He smiled as he remembered the times when he visited him and they would talk about old times. Particularly the years between Daniel’s father and himself.

"So if you weren’t dealing with... all this, what would you be doing right now?" "I don’t know. Something quiet. Baking maybe. Reading." "A reader. I knew it." "How?" "You’ve got that look. Like you see more than you say." I laugh. "That’s a poetic way of calling me guarded." "You said it, not me." We spend the next hour walking again, wandering into bookstores, little artisan shops, quiet corners of the city that feel like whispers compared to the noise of real life. Daniel doesn’t push. He tells stories—about his daughters, one who wants to be a vet and the other obsessed with space. About his job. His first apartment. A vacation in Barcelona where everything went wrong, and somehow that m

Alexa added “I’m sorry,” Daniel said “Don’t worry, it is not your fault,” Alexa said Alexa showed other pictures to Daniel but refuse to tell more stories about her life. They both talk for hours and they didn’t get tired from all those chitchats. They also watch some movies and Alexa explains everything to Daniel who doesn’t seem to get any movies since it is his first time seeing those. Since they don’t have movies in Aleris. Alexa also made some food for Daniel since he haven’t eaten yet. She made him some pasta and Daniel complemented her at her skills in cooking. Daniel is a bit lacking at some skills but Alexa told him some. Alexa teaches him some stuffs. Daniel looks at Alexa while th

He sits next to me, picking me up and placing me on his lap. “What are you reading?” Daniel mumbles into my hair. “That book I started. One of Us Lying” I show him the cover. “How is it?” He draws circles on my stomach. “Its really good. Definitely one of my favorites. I’m on page one hundred and seven” I shiver. “Damn girl, you read that fast” He laughs. “Yeah” I fold the corner, saving my spot and place the book down. “What are you wearing?” Daniel laughs, picking at the silky material.

“Then, Daniel said to the King; 'O king, live-forever! My God sent His angel and shut the lions' mouths and they have not hurt me, because I was found blameless before Him and also before you, O King, have done no wrong.' Pastor Kofolori read from his Bible, closing his eyes, his lips trembling and a slow sound coming from his throat. “He banged his fist on the desk afore him and squeaked 'I can do it! I can do it!' He spoke with much vehemence 'I can do it! I-can-be like him! Yes,' he added, turning to an imaginary audience. 'Yes, I can really be like Daniel, oh… oh… Daniel. Yes, I want to be the Daniel of my tribe, the Daniel of my country, the Daniel of Africa!' He smiled suddenly gazing

We would be home and talking most of the time, about his work and sometimes even about his childhood. Daniel would ask about my day at work, but I would reply saying that it was just the usual. However tonight, Daniel insisted that I show him one of my textbooks about medicine. I refused at the start but after all the improvements we've made between us, I pulled out my textbook and let him look through it. His face brightened like a kid with candy.

It was to be a good show of faith on behalf of the still growing town. Daniel hadn’t paid attention to how easy magic came to Emma. All he wanted to do was make her happy. Soon he would realize that was a big mistake. He didn’t know how much it would cost him. One by one they would spend days and nights together laughing and sharing. He wanted more of her, but she stopped him at the few kisses they had shared in the past. “Here, come sit down Daniel. I want to tell you a story about my family.” Daniel took a sit on an old tree stump and watched Emma as she took her time trying to form the words to a story he already knew.

He ran his fingers along the spines of the oldest books, scanning for anything that might tell him about Daniel’s past. His pulse thundered in his ears. And then—he found it. A book with no title. Its leather cover blackened, scorched, as if it had barely survived a fire. Rigel opened it. And his breath stopped. There—written in ink so dark it looked like dried blood—was the story of Daniel’s past life. A prince. A warrior. A cursed being, feared and revered in equal measure. And a betrayal that had led to his fall. A name.