Dead Wrong Book Novels & Stories

A single red petal drifted out. It landed on Marco’s chest. And bloomed into a book. The cover read: WAGER OF THE HEART: VOLUME II. Victor’s voice, faint: “To be continued…” To be continued… Chapter 50 Alexander Kane The book lay on Marco’s chest like a sleeping animal, its cover pulsing with a heartbeat that wasn’t his. WAGER OF THE HEART: VOLUME II; the letters weren’t printed; they were carved, the grooves wet with fresh blood that smelled of copper and old wine. The alley was a tomb of silence, the dawn light slanting through the smoke in pale, reluctant blades, catching on the shards of glass and bone that littered the rubble. My knees were in the ash, my combat knife gone, my sidearm e

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ I don’t know how long I sat there staring at that damn screen after it went dark. Maybe a minute, maybe ten. My brain just… couldn’t process it. Dead. The word looped through my head over and over, echoing like a broken record. Dead? How could I be dead? I could feel my heartbeat. I could breathe, my chest rising and falling, air filling my lungs. My palms were sweaty, my muscles ached from being thrown — dead people didn’t feel all that, right?

“Everyone knows why, Roby. I don’t have any say on this. Besides, we will go on our lives after this concert. I just want this to end.” Silence filled the room for a moment. Caden could almost hear the ticking of time from his wrist-watch, the air lurking around them starting to get heavy. He hated feeling that way. He hated feeling anything at all. “Take a break, Caden,” Mr. Roby said. “I’m on a break for three years now.” The chairman removed his eyeglasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. “You’re not. You’re grieving for three years now and nobody pushes you to move on. You’re not well.”

MYSTIC HOLLOW Homicide . BY NAOMI INNOCENT . CHAPTER 16 . "The book of death?!" Elena repeated Bonnie's words as if she didn't hear what she said the first time. "Yh, the book of death. Now can you please let me decipher this stuff? Your noise is disturbing me" Bonnie said as a matter of fact to Elena who nodded and walked towards the window, wondering why the book of death would be the key. Alex was busy texting Fay and the sound of the keypad was disturbing Bonnie who rolled her eyes and scoffed. She turned to face Alex who noticed her and arched a brow at her.

★★★★★ MORTUARY* Antonio walked into the mortuary slowly, his eyes gazing around the numerous grave lowered around the big land. Some people could be seen in front of some graves, crying while some were with flowers placing it on the top of it. Antonio bit his lips as he remembered how he lost his wife, Tatiana's mother and he blinked tears. His eyes roamed around but no sign of Tatiana. She's always frequent in this place but today's different.

"Listen to me Julian, the wait is fucking over!" I gave an incredulously look at Chazz. "Yes, look at me you bastard. You keep fucking up man. Alot of men don't find their mates in this lifetime or the next or even ever," He paused for a brief second. "But you have. You have the woman who is meant to be yours and you fucking up? I'm truly disappointed. Without her you are nothing. She's crazy, so are you. I don't know why y'all can't seem to get it right. Always pissing off one another and shit. It's fucking exhausting! How the hell do you think the people reading this book feel? Hmm?"

Ralph replied with a happy look. At night Ethan was sleeping, sweating, he was having a bad dream. "Ahhhh" he woke up, panting. Mr and Mrs.Welsh were on the bed kissing, they both heard Ethan's voice, rushed to his room, "honey, what is wrong?" Mrs.Welsh asked, "I saw the both of you dying in my dream" Ethan replied while still sweating, "go to sleep son" Mr.Welsh requested, Ethan went to sleep. Mr and Mrs.Welsh both kiss Ethan on his forehead, watching Ethan sleeping. Both went back to their room. Mrs.Welsh who was thinking about what Ethan told them. Told her husband that she would like to say something tomorrow morning.

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

Cass looked her over but frowned when she didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. “I had another nightmare. It was so terrible and so real,” Dannie said, now feeling the urge to cry. “When I woke up I...I wasn’t in my room.” She took a breath and focused on Cass. “I was in the infirmary with that book, the deabru magic one, in front of me.” “What?” Cass said and her brow furrowed and gave Dannie an odd look. “The black book, you mean the one Sara used to—”

Dee’s eyes went wide with disbelief. “That book is a myth,” Linette said. “It doesn’t exist.” “It does,” I replied. “Covered in spikes, bloody writing, and glittering with gold and black.” Linette’s lashes fluttered. “No… that book was destroyed,” she whispered. “What is it? Some kind of forbidden text or magic?” I asked. “It’s the Book of Fate,” Linette breathed. “Said to have been destroyed centuries ago. How did you touch it?” “It… appeared in my room,” I confessed, my voice shaking.