Novel & Cerita Fiction About The Titanic

I lunge forward. Yes, that’s it! Screw Toby! The mysterious death of a mystery novelist might sound appealing at first, but the life of Juliet Matthias can actually touch people. It can actually make a difference. I mean, Toby’s life might be interesting, but it doesn’t have the edge that Juliet’s story has. A wealthy family took Toby in when he was three, ended up at Brown University, and became a mystery novelist. Sure, his life could sound interesting, but he is no Juliet.

CHAPTER17 About forty-five year later, a young man was reading a book titled, The Destruction of the Ghost Pirates, which was published in 1702. An old man walked up to him, walking with the support of the cane. He sat down on his an arm chair in opposite direction to the young man, and asked him a question. ‘Titus, what are you reading about?’ ‘It’s your book. The story about funny pirates that terrorized the world. Actually, it’s a fiction book. Book is very interesting.’ Titus said to his grandpa, smiling.

Various theories have the library being built there by aliens, by a civilization ten thousand years old, or by a race of vampires. Caitlin let the book fall from her lap, her mouth open in shock, and it landed with a thump on the floor. She sat straight up, feeling a jolt. She suddenly felt wide awake, as if she had just lost all sense of time and place. She picked the book up again, her throat dry, and read the words again and again, desperately, like a castaway starving for water.

She was following him up as he walked up stairs the castle rails. “Yes he died.” He responded. “What story are both of you talking about?” Da Vinci cuts in. “It is the story of the true lovers that the lover died.” Horrh had said to Da Vinci. “Uh! What story was it?” Da Vinci looked rather surprised at the two little children. “It was the Titanic…Daddy!” Warrd said in a low tone. “Oh! Yes, he did die….” Da Vinci had said. _LATER AT NIGHT_ The storms that aroused had all became calm and the sky was dark with its galaxy of shooting stars glazing. She came to the balcony and placed her hands on the rail watching the stars. About some minutes Warrd joined her.