East Is East Book Novels & Stories

Easton seemed to know what I was looking for as he led me to the shelves containing books on other species. “This isn’t even the public library.” He told me as he scanned the shelves. “You mean there’s another library?” I implored. “Yep, and it’s even bigger than this.” He chuckled. Easton found some books about Fae, and gestured for me to follow him. In a back corner of the library, there was a small area that seemed to be a small office space. He sat the books on the desk. “We use this when there are too many books to go through. You can sit anywhere with whatever books you want, though.” He said.

The air was rich with the scent of aged paper and leather, a comforting contrast to the acrid smoke that haunted the streets outside. I moved slowly through towering shelves, fingertips skimming the spines of long-forgotten volumes. Titles embossed in faded gold hinted at lost wisdom: Histories of the Old World, Chronicles of Unity, Legends of the Phoenix. The last caught my attention—a striking cover depicting a phoenix rising from a blaze, wings spread wide.

Edison replied, “Definitely. The East Islands are one of the standalone islands in the eastern part of the continent of Orasia, and they belong to the underground gangs of Easteren Ora.” The East Islands were situated in the seas between Stoslo and Yaramoor. There was a standalone island, and it was called the ‘Club on the Sea’. Big casinos, entertainment establishments, and transactions were not illegal on the East Islands. Since they weren’t under the jurisdiction of either country, the underground gang took over and even the Metropolis or the Skull Club had no power there. There were two major powers on the Club on the Sea.

I'm currently working on math homework with Stella which is a bad idea since we keep joking with each other. "I'm going to go make a sandwich. Do you want anything?" I ask her as I calm my laughter so that I can say something that's understandable "No, I'm fine" she says as she controls her laugher I walk out of her room and downstairs. I stop at the kitchen entrance when I see Easton standing there shirtless with grey sweatpants hanging low on his waist as he makes a sandwich. Damn. I'd love to have his children. He looks up and smiles at me.

Marigold Driving or riding in a car was one of my least favorite activities, but I knew a vehicle was the quickest way to get to the Eastern Province. I hadn’t expected to begin our travels quite so soon, but I was immediately on board with the rushed timeline under the circumstances. While I wished I’d had more time to say goodbye to my friends and Roxi, I was also ready to begin the next stage of my life. I’d hoped for a brighter beginning, but I was accustomed to making lemonade out of the zingers life seemed to keep flinging my way.

Nothing. Instead, the ground was littered with scraps of torn pages occasionally. Their edges fluttered faintly in the breeze, soulless now that the names had vanished. Each fragment I passed only coiled the panic tighter in my chest. I had no way of knowing whether my page was still safe or if it had already been destroyed. But surrender? No. That was not an option. “East,” I hissed under my breath, veering sharply, “it has to be in the east!”

“Shyla, are you studying in the provincial capital of Eastriv?” “Mm.” Shyla nodded. “Eastriv University.” Kayson smiled. “How’s the capital of Eastriv compared to Skyspring?” “Clouriv and Skyspring? They’re more or less the same…” Shyla thought about it, probably making the comparison in her mind. “The economy of both places are similar. Actually, in our area, only Eastsea is special in the sense that its economy can triumph over all its surrounding provincial capitals. “Eastsea is too wealthy. A lot of wealthy people are gathered there, and that causes the area to be unimaginably prosperous.

He took a discreet glance at the clock and decided to spend some time in grandfather's library. Ivan smiled at the familiar smell of books. Easton loved reading and had so many collection of books. He picked out a colourful business pamphlet from the drawer and glanced at it. It looked interesting so he walked away with it, hoping to read it in his room as a way to pass time. He opened the door and looked around his room. Everything was in place but there was a figure on his bed!

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

Chapter: 118. ****** "Right. That's it... we are playing a game." "Games? Interesting. What kind of game?" Easton leans back against the blanket and rests his head against his palm with a slight smile curling his lips. "I knew from the moment I first laid eyes on you that you were going to keep me on my toes." "Go on then, give me a taster of this epic game of yours," Easton demanded innocently. "Let us discover what you can dish out."