Fallen Leaves Book Novels & Stories

A most important place in either of world by sneaking around. After i arrive at the library, i then looking the plave that hold most important information about this world. The forbidden part on the library. While trying to remember the way toward that place, i stumbled to an interesting book. With cover name a Queen Regrets, i then took it and go back toward others beacause the time is almost up. When i arrive at the lounge, i can feel a tense atmosphere on it. The camp is divided by boys and girls, I can see Hana hold herself up. It looked like some boys is reserve a VIP ticket to a 2x1 room. A future house.

“Oh!” Then she turned around and left but when she returned, I barely noticed because I was too focused, while time slipped away and my hands trembled from exhaustion, but I kept going until the book slipped. It fell from my hands, hitting the floor with a dull thud and a folded paper slid out.

He backed me into the shelf, and suddenly. Thud. A book tumbled from the shelf, hitting the ground hard. We both froze. I stepped away quickly, cheeks flushed. Aiden’s breathing was heavy, his lips still parted. I knelt down and picked up the fallen book. It was old, with a cracked leather cover and faded gold lettering. Dust clung to its surface like it hadn’t been touched in decades. I wiped it clean, flipping it open. I flipped through the pages, one after another, but nothing stood out at first. My fingers were starting to cramp from turning the pages so fast.

And yet, I had found power here in the past, buried between forgotten scrolls and ancient pages inked with truth. I let my fingers trail along the spines of the books as I walked slowly through the rows, dust clinging to my skin like memory. These books did not fear me. They did not lie to me. They did not twist love into leverage or silence into punishment. They simply were. I stopped in front of a worn leather tome entitled The Fall of Kingdoms, and smiled bitterly. The irony was thick enough to choke on. A book about ruined thrones, resting on the shelf of a woman bound to a crumbling one. The gods truly had a sense of humor—vicious, sharp, and cruel.

The ones that had survived every version of him and every place he'd lived. Her finger stopped on a dark green spine, the gold lettering almost entirely rubbed away. She tilted it toward her. Walt Whitman. *Leaves of Grass.* The most worn book on the shelf — the cover soft with handling, the corners rounded, the spine held together by old glue and what appeared to be sheer stubbornness. She pulled it out carefully and it fell open in her hands the way books fall open to the pages they've visited most, the paper remembering where it's been taken before.

“Already earned the title as Mrs. Stewart, huh? So that’s what he thinks about me.” Everything I had earned had not been given out of love at all. It had been paid for with one of my kidneys. All the strength drained from my body at once, and I collapsed to the floor. I fell into a miserable heap. Pain spread through my body. I did not even have the strength to get back up. When Johnson saw me, he quickly strode over and helped me to my feet. He rested his profound gaze on me and asked, “How did you fall? When did you get here?”

She stuttered in embarrassment. "Yeah... you kind of mistakenly put it in my dra--" Before Eustone could finish, Sasha snatched the letter out of his hand. She was about to run away when he pulled her back. Her face was all red and he knows why. "Hey! I didn't mean to read it! I swear I'm not--" And before he could even explain every bit of his action, he felt a numbing pain on his face. Then he realized he fell on the ground. His eyes widened at the sight of Sasha all red with a grumpy face.

He said before leaving and Kehna couldn't catch up with him because he already left. As she found out that her father left without saying goodbye she sighed and went back to her room. What should I do now? She thought then sighted a piece of paper on her table she struggled in her thoughts on what to do with the piece of paper and concluded on using it to write down everything she was thinking and worrying about. She started with when she arrived in Tacoma. Kehna's POV

Bella’s POV As soon as Leo left me in my room, Mrs Williams came to my room to clean up the mess. I asked her to give me my pajamas before she left. For a good five minutes, I struggled with the zipper on my dress. I wiggled my arms out and tried to shift the back of the dress to the front. With that tactic successful, I slowly removed the dress, tossing it to the floor. I slipped on the baggy pajama shirt, abandoning the black shorts.

I needed a textbook so I could answer the question I was working on, so I told Jasmine that I would be right back. I stood up and headed for the section where the textbook I needed was. I let my hair down then repacked it firmly before I checked through some books. After a while, I eventually found the one I was looking for, but it was way above my height. As I reached out my hand to pick the book, someone pressed me against the bookshelf and grabbed the book. I turned around immediately and that was when I recognized the person. It was Ryker. A sense of Déjà vu washed over me as I remembered the first time we met at a mall.