Elf On The Shelf Story Book Novels & Stories

My instinct tells me that Kael had a hand in this. Swiftly, I ducked to the other shelf and peer led at the back but found nothing. Maybe the earth knew how much I wanted to read it and here it was. “I’ll take this book.” I muttered. I decided not to open it as it would spoil the fun. I’d read it when I was alone and enjoy the contents. “The books here are really nice, they even dropped some new books. I can't really wait to go to college.” Eloise squealed.

Asher He was browsing the history section in the bookstore, looking for something new to read. The boys were in the ice cream store, and he’d meet them later. He was about to give up when he turned into the children’s section and stood staring at the book in front of him. The cover had a bright yellow sun with a smiling face. A white, fluffy sheep sat on a porch that overlooked horses in a paddock. He picked it up and traced his fingers over the title of the book. The adventures of Morbid the sheep.

Sort of. My fingers fumbled toward the nightstand. I grabbed the glass of water Rosa always left there and downed half of it in one breath. But the shaking didn’t stop. I turned toward the small shelf near the window and reached for a book. The only thing that could slow my mind down enough to breathe. I flipped the lamp on. Its golden glow bathed the cover in warmth. “The Kingdom of Soft Stars.” A children’s fairytale. Sweet. Magical. It was about a young girl named Elara who could speak to the stars. But the stars only whispered at night—and only if you were brave enough to be alone in the dark.

Just as she was about to remove her hands, her left hand hit a book and the book fell. “Oh.” Ellie said. “Clumsy.” Elsa said and bent down to pick the book. As she picked it, a sheet of paper fell from the book. Elsa picked it and stared at it for some while taking in the words that were written there and trying to control the anger that has just been ignited in her. “What is wrong?” Ellie asked as she noticed Elsa was shaking with anger. “Shawna!!”

Nora had left to continue working but she said I could stay in her room for as long as I wanted. I got into reading her book, it was a fairytale about a water elf who fell in love with a forest elf. They were rivals with great responsibilities to their own land and people but their love didn't dim with the time they were forced to stay apart- if anything it grew until the pain of being separated was stronger than their love for each other. As a result of their wounded hearts, the oceans turned into chaos with waves so big they covered entire cities. The forest slowly died, the tree crowns hung as though on a tired neck and the colors turned grey from decay.

"If you want to read, go ahead." She hesitated. "Are you sure?" His lips quirked slightly, amused by the question. "I wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t." Elena turned back to the shelf, her eyes scanning the titles before finally settling on a familiar one. Animal Farm. One of the few books she’d read over and over as a child, long before the world had turned cruel. She clutched it to her chest and settled onto the couch closest to Asher’s desk, curling her legs under her.

I was thinking about her as if she told me that she would be going for a long distance journey. But this is just a small change; instead of sleeping over, she is supposed to come from the house. What's more difficult than that? I stood up and walked to the shelves that lined my study walls. My eyes went through the books and tomes stacked up, and I remembered the night when I overhauled the entire shelf to save Elora. I picked a book from the shelf and returned to my seat. I pulled the front cover open and the night when Elora was thrown into the dungeons came back.

“You probably always knew, didn’t you? That she wasn’t to be trusted. And me? Blind. Foolish. I let her stand beside us all these years, poisoning me under my own nose. If you were awake, you’d tell me how to fight her. You’d tell me how to stop what’s coming.” ‎I pushed myself to my feet and crossed the room, stopping at the old bookshelf. My fingers trailed over the spines until I pulled out a familiar, worn storybook. The cover was faded, the edges torn, but it brought a memory of nights by the fire, sitting cross-legged as he read to me. ‎ ‎I carried it back and sat down again, opening the first page. “Remember this? The story of the Big Bad Wolf.” ‎ ‎I cleared my throat and read aloud,

It was just a slim chest with abs, nothing more. “What?” He growled. “Don't worry.” I hissed, reaching for the book on the top shelf myself. I pulled the book, and somehow the whole shelf. I slipped and the shelf was coming down on me. I screamed, closing my eyes as I felt the ground close. Ten seconds later, and I still hadn't hit the ground. My hands were now holding something that felt like skin. I could feel strong arms around my waist, keeping me from falling. I gently opened my eyes to see Kael staring down at me, holding the shelf from falling and holding me also. His golden red eyes were a stark contrast to his terrible behaviour. He raised me and the shelf at the same time, still ho