Elephant Pocketbook Novels & Stories

“Ahh, well Dolly, I had a chap come into the office with a great investment opportunity, and I knew you wouldn’t want to miss it. “ Dolly raised a brow. “Go on then. What is it?” “Well, this is top secret, Dolly,” I said, lowering my voice. “You can’t tell anyone, but you’ve invested in a new animal,” I said with a straight face. Dolly’s frown got deeper. “What is it?” “Elephants!” I said triumphantly. “They’ve made them grow massive ears so they can fly!” “Cheeky bugger, I’ll pull your ears so hard that when I kick your arse, you’ll fly out of my pub like a jumbo jet!"

Every time she went to this store, Dinda always looked so excited to choose books with animal stories or fantasy stories. In the store, Dinda started walking from shelf to shelf, looking for a book that caught her attention. Sebastian followed her, occasionally helping her reach the books neatly arranged on the high shelves. Finally, Dinda found a picture book of a little elephant going on an adventure to find a friend. Her eyes shone as she showed the book to Sebastian. “Daddy, I want this book! Look, there’s a cute little elephant!” she exclaimed, smiling broadly. Sebastian stroked Dinda’s head gently. “Of course, honey. Daddy bought it for you. You’ll definitely like the story about this

Eli sat down on the grass by their boots, looking at Gerald in Selene's hand. "He was okay," Selene murmured, smoothing the giraffe's fabric. "He didn't mind the bench." Eli nodded once. The matter filed. The logistics handled. He looked back up at Eleanor. "Did you find out about brachiosaurus?" "I read three books," Eleanor said, leaning forward slightly. Eli straightened his spine. It was the immediate, rigid posture of a scientist encountering a peer in the field. "What did you find?" he asked. ✦•✦•✦

The massive elephant plush took the across from to her, and I took the one beside her. “Have you ever been to the Mütter Museum back in Philly?” she asked. I shook my head. I’d seen the building, but museums weren’t normally my thing. I preferred books or actual historical sites. Oh, God, Amelia is starting the engine. “I went when they had this spectacular exhibit on the history of giving birth.” Paige squeezed my hand. “They had this one device that literally looked like—”

The first of the three keys. But the library was vast, and the sun was falling fast. “Here,” Elias said suddenly. His lantern revealed a desk half-buried under rubble. On it sat a cluster of books spared from collapse. My pulse quickened. I rushed forward, brushing dust aside. Most were ledgers—trade records, shipment logs, accounts of star-iron mining. But one book was different. Smaller, bound in faded blue leather, edges worn soft by use. A delicate clasp, broken long ago, hung loose across the cover.

He couldn't afford to lose hope; their survival, and his own, depended on it. He discovered a small, almost hidden alcove, tucked away behind a crumbling rock formation. Inside, he found a scattering of Elara's tools – her delicate instruments for analyzing the subterranean flora, now coated in a thick layer of dust. A single, luminous mushroom, unusually vibrant amidst the decay, lay near the tools, almost like a beacon of hope. It was a variety that Elara frequently used in her research, suggesting she had been in this area just before the tremors intensified.

There was a book and a pen on the coffee table, though, which was something. Crystal leaned over, picked it up, and was disappointed to discover that it wasn't a diary or journal. The title on the book's jacket read: Howard's Amazing Adventure- and according to the back cover, the book told the story of an alien rabbit that had accidentally broken into the earth. Crystal picked up the book, turned a few pages randomly, and finally put it down indifferently.

she says, but she’s smiling. The first gift is a soft grey elephant with floppy ears. Natasha laughs under her breath. “He looks like he’s been through tax season.” The next boxes hold the silver rabbit rattle, cloth books with crinkly pages, the star mobile, and the pram suit. Natasha lifts the tiny coat and just looks at me. “Chase. Did you really buy cashmere for someone who just discovered their own toes?” “It will keep her warm.” Lily makes a tiny squeaking noise and fists a handful of my shirt as if to remind us both that she’s the main event.

"He's telling me what to do." Adrian chuckled softly. "Some fathers never stop." --- Elena picked up the smallest package. For Elena's 5th Birthday. Inside... Was a tiny stuffed rabbit. One ear was slightly crooked. A handwritten note accompanied it. I tried making this myself. Please pretend it looks better than it actually does. Elena laughed despite the tears. "You made this?" She hugged the little rabbit tightly. "It isn't ugly at all." --- The next gift... A beautifully illustrated storybook.

I didn’t make it far, just up to an abandoned park, it’s where my car died, it wouldn’t start anymore but it was okay, that’s as far as I’m going from here. Lulu, my stuffed grey wolf with purple eyes was my one and only loyal friend, she was with me when I spent the six dollars, when I was too hungry and was ready to beg for food. She was also hidden in my backpack when I applied for the job in the local library, I always had a weak spot for the books and stories, when they took me I couldn’t be happier.