East Is East Book Novels & Stories

Office Gray says, bowing slightly alongside his partner before they both walk back to their car. I stare once again at the once upon a time vibrant environment that is now clouded with smoke and darkness. A tired sigh escapes my lips when I realise that this may actually just be the beginning. I know it's weird but I just have this feeling that the worst is yet to come and the truth is, the thought of it alone scared me like nothing else.

It was a small black book with a note on top. “We once admitted not knowing much about each other. Let me be the first to change that.” The note read and I opened the book to discover that it was actually a photo book. They contained photos of Easton way before I knew him. Even his baby photos were there, and he kind of looked a bit like Alfred. Just a bit, since Alfred took most of my features. “Cute.” I giggled before I even realized it. I shook my head and closed the photo book, picking up the recent package and opening it.

But she… didn’t flinch. Lena walked over to a little table display and picked up a thin, cloth-bound book. She walked over to him, holding it out like an offering. *The Quiet Between Lightning Strikes.* A poetry book. The cover was old and nubbly, the title scribbled in fine silver ink. Julian stared at it like it was an alien thing. "What's this?" "A book," she said, smiling. "I told you. I don't—"

“The world before all of this.” Ethan was quiet for a long moment, his gaze fixed on the horizon. He looked as though he was thinking about the question deeply. Finally, he spoke, his voice low but steady. “I think about it,” he said, his tone distant, as if he was remembering something far away. “I think about the things I used to take for granted. The quiet. The peace. The simplicity.” He sighed, his breath almost imperceptible. “But that world’s gone now. There’s no going back to it.”

“He has found something in the old texts. Something about the East.” ​“The East is a graveyard,” I said. ​“Perhaps,” Cassian replied, taking my hand and pulling me toward the warmth of the hall. “But even graveyards have secrets. And right now, a secret is the only weapon we have left.”

Easton pulled me in for a tight hug instantly and comforted me by kissing my head and running his hands on my back gently " Why would you think that I came here to feed on you or take pleasure from you. I came here because I am concerned for you and care about you. I have got no other intention, Mi Reina. I don't know how to make you believe me but you are not an object for me. I want to tell you so many things but I can't tell you now. For that, you have to turn eighteen but till that time please be patient and try to stay calm. Everything will be just fine. I will make everything right for you." Easton said and sat down on the bench in the garden with me on his lap. I was so lost that I di

"You have to calm down, East. I told you, I have everything under control." Easton groaned loudly, "I'M NOT WORRIED ABOUT THAT, YOU LITTLE POOP!" He clenched his hand and exhaled slowly, "She is definitely not going to copy my idea with or without the rules because of her pride that is bigger than Asia and Europe combined." "Oh." I thought out loud, "So there's no problem, right?" "WRONG!" Easton shook his head, "SHE NOW KNOWS MY PLAN AND IS GOING TO BE PLANNING SOMETHING BETTER!"