Divided Minds Book Novels & Stories

People moved around them, their faces aglow with purpose and connection. Nathan observed a young man seated at a nearby bench, engrossed in a book. The title was discernible from where he stood - "Mastering Mental Resilience." Nathan exchanged a knowing smile with Miranda. They had distributed copies of the book during their event. It was a compilation of stories, experiences, and practical advice on mental wellness, created by individuals from their community center.

Realizing there was no escape from the situation and being okay with it. I held my breath though I'm not sure why. It would only make me suffer. I once read in a book that drowning was a peaceful way to pass, just one intake of water and your lungs can no longer work properly. It's like going to sleep and never waking up. For a split second I thought about doing it, just to get the pain I was feeling to be over. I paid attention to my heartbeat. I held my breath though I'm not sure why. It would only make me suffer. I once read in a book that drowning was a peaceful way to pass, just one intake of water and your lungs can no longer work properly.

‘When you're done plotting my son's demise you have another three books that aren't going to read themselves,’ he said with a pointed look at the already overcrowded desk. Her head made another audible sound as it once again found a perch against the pages of the book she'd been avoiding for the past fifteen minutes. She was sure this man had been a slave driver in a previous life. ‘Brain injuries will not get you out of your studies,’ ‘Damn wolf healing,’ the notion of beating her brain senseless leaving her head with a disappointed pout. Lifting her head she once again tried to focus on the words of the aged pages before her, but try as she might, her brain began to wonder, especially when

She asked again, and she grabbed the book from my hand before I could quickly take a snippet of any line. “Umm,” I racked my head. “Something about a Medulloblastoma.” Rebecca looked genuinely confused and I smirked, thinking I had her. But instead, she nodded once and scanned through the page I had supposedly been reading. “Nothing about a Medulla oblongata whatever in here.” “So?” I asked in confusion, dragging my book from her. “So it means that you're not really reading what's in the book and that your mind is elsewhere.” Rebecca revealed and she was spot on. But she didn't need to know that so I feigned confusion.

’’ “I tried to separate you but it was so difficult. I thought about it over and over and knew that the best that I could do was to get someone to finish you .’ it was so hard for me to take in anything that was actually going on . I tried to think everything over but my mind could not take anything in at all. I tried to open my eyes for some time but it become even harder . That is how it was and the next thing that I knew was blackness taking over my face and then followed by a big bang . Don’t forget to add this book to your library if you have not done so

My fingers tightened around the notebook in my hand, my knuckles turning pale. Whispers of doubt rippled through the room, and Ruby’s eyes instantly reddened. "If you’re saying it was yours, then show us. Demonstrate it right now." I forced down the hatred surging inside me and pointed toward Morgan Grant, an earth-element user, who was hovering on the brink of awakening, yet was stuck at a bottleneck. "His mental threshold is unstable. Since you have this Spark of Dominion, go ahead and help him break through." Ruby froze for a split second, then quickly composed herself. She stepped forward with confidence, placing her hand against the man’s forehead in a practiced gesture.

“Ah wait, before I answer that, can you pass me that little blue stone in your foot right there.” “So, regarding your question, I am god-god, the real and one and only-” Wait I haven’t asked you my question yet. Did you just read my mind?!” Um, I guess so. To make everything easier and faster, I’ll just put the answers for your questions directly into your mind.” *Ding The sound of the information flowing into his mind just went in in a mere moment. All of his questions have been answered. “Ahck, what is all this? What? Ugh, my head feels heavy.”

I wanted to be in charge of the trajectory of my own life. Ingrid nudged Corbin. "Hey, I think you're the one who lost your mind. How could you talk about your wife like that?" She then turned to me and said, "Skylar, it's been years, and you know how Corbin is. He's just tough on the outside but a softie at heart. He'd never dream of getting a divorce from you!"

After an entire afternoon, I felt more tired than when I used to process pig feed. However, my seemingly delicate mother moved with boundless energy, wanting to browse through stores until she was completely satisfied. Finally, when I felt like my legs were no longer my own, Mom stopped and contentedly carried her many packages home with me. However, when we got home, the atmosphere was deadly quiet. Daniel sat alone on the living room couch, his brow furrowed in deep thought, and he was actually holding a cigarette. Seeing us come in, he quickly stubbed it out, but looked at me with shame written all over his face.

Her hand rested on her swollen belly, a triumphant smile on her face. I stared at the evidence. The moonlight tattoo over my heart burned, like it was being ripped apart. My mate bond fractured, searing me with agony. "Father." I sent an urgent mind-link. "My daughter. What's wrong? It's late." "The 'great' Chairman you picked has not only betrayed his mate, he used our resources to build a love nest for his mistress. He even has a bastard on the way." A moment of dead silence. Then, my father’s furious roar.