Dystopian Mystery Books Novels & Stories

She wandered in and lit a lamp, which illuminated almost the entire space. "Huh? He's been a part of the mafia all his life and leads a ruthless gang. What could I possibly learn about him through old books? And to top it all off, why would I want to understand him? He kidnapped me, Isabella." "To understand Darick, you need to understand how his mind thinks. Here." She handed me a book with torn and withered pages. I opened the book cover and couldn't tell if the writing style inside was medieval or gothic. I didn't even know if the two were the same.

Yep, I was whipped. The nerve tickling butterflies set sail in my stomach, stiring me up. My eyes landed on the book he was writing in last night and I let my curiosity take over. Bending to pick the book it slipped out of my hands, a little unprepared for the weight. Reaching down for it I caught sight of something in the corner. Pulling it out it was two books stacked over each other. They had the same seal as the many other books I kept finding around the castle. A crease formed between my brows in confusion. Running my hands over the foreign material that hugged the book covers tightly I traced the indent on the book in fascination. Why is this in Darius' chambers? I really wanted to inv

His dusty blond hair looked ragged and his chocolate eyes met my almost Navy ones and he watches me the whole time I walk towards him. "Ready?" I say with a small smile gracing my lips. His face splits into a massive grin. "Lead the way." He says and grabs his bag off of the desk. We walk through the huge dusty old library and I duck into the dystopian isle. That's always a good place to start seeing as he liked the one I read to him so much. I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go.

I think I need to find him… but if I do, how can I find him when I don’t know what he looks like? Will he come to my rescue? Will he end these mysteries?

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If my handjob sucked, then I had to make it better, learn the best way to treat a cock, and whip him up with something he’ll never forget. “Noah”—his moans played in my head as I searched the shelf for something helpful. [The Faith of the Dragon Lair] [How to kill a dragon] [The Art of Fireflies] [An Omega’s Journal] My finger paused at the last book, “An Omega’s Journal.” It sounded intriguing and also felt like it was written from experience. I pulled the book out of the shelf, dusting it off and removing the particles in search of the author’s name. No name, no copyright claims… Who would leave something this private in a library?

Her eyes brightened at the sight of the books. “Good morning, dear. Any recommendations for a book to curl up with?” she asked, voice warm but tinged with hesitation. I folded my novel shut and looked up, offering her the practiced smile that hid the iron beneath. “Depends on what you like. Something light? Something dark?” She hesitated, then said, “Dark, but with hope.” I tapped a book nearby, The Night Circus. “This one weaves mystery and magic, but underneath, it’s a story about trust and power.”

I wandered to the library—books were safer than people. Or so I thought. The moment I stepped inside, I saw him again. Damien. Sitting by the window with a book he probably wasn’t reading, his long legs stretched out, blazer slung casually over the chair. A predator at rest. His eyes flicked up. Found me. Stayed. I froze. Then, with deliberate arrogance, he crooked a finger. “You. Come here.” My jaw tightened. “I’m not a dog.” For a second, silence. Then the corners of his lips curled into that wicked smirk again. “Good. Dogs obey. I prefer things that bite.”

Her eyes turned red, and slowly her appearance started to become even more exotic and enhanced like a blooming night flower which looks stunning and enthralled to the light, which makes people fall in love and want to hold despite the dangers lurking around that flower, [Author's Note: If you guys asking about 'night flower,' I don't know about that, but there are some night flower's which are seductive and makes people admire them and wants to touch them, but as usual, every beautiful thing have dangers of its own and that type of night flowers also which have its own risks, for example like some flowers attracts not only human beings but also animals (snake), so you can understand the rest

I said and she shrugged "So, tell me mom. Let's talk about this now. What is it about Adrian touching that book which makes you so scared?" I said and she looked at me for some time and sat saying "Elsa. This book contain somethings Adrian doesn't need to know if he opens it. It will make him uncontrollable and you'll lose him. Yes, it's a sacred book and it should help him. But they are still some mysteries. If he finds out now. It will only bring more tention between the natural and the supernatural...and hence, the natural will be destroyed in the process...and that's only going to be a disaster that will never end. Except, there's a sealed being--" she stopped not finishing her statement