Fiction Books About Travel Novels & Stories

The Alpha has it. The first book had left its readers including me in a cliffhanger. I had always wanted to know what happened next on the journey of the main character. Actually it was not really about the world’s history, but it is just about the character travelling to different places in different times, discovering treasures, witnessing wars, anything that happened significantly on the year he had travelled on. And though it is a fictional story, it still has a touch of true world history in it, depending on where the character went and what time.

She longs for a great, all-consuming love like the ones that she reads about in her books. Just like how she yearns to travel the world. She has read books where the woman has scaled the mountains Himalaya and survived the cold nights. Or set sail across the Atlantic Ocean to make port in Barbados. She longs to see the castles of Ireland, the glens and lochs of Scotland, or the sparkling beaches of Jamaica.

I would certainly be warm, sleeping between two werewolves. “Okay,” I said, and slid onto the bed. I decided that Lucian had the right idea, and opened the e-book app on my phone. I had been reading a light hearted romance, but I didn’t want to give my libido any bright ideas so I switched to an adventure novel instead. “What are you reading?” Lucian asked. “Adventure,” I said, glad I’d decided against the romance, “It’s about a crew of pirates who travel the world in search of magical artifacts.”

Chapter 5: The Forbidden Library Determined to uncover the truth behind the city's mysteries, the traveler sought out the one place rumored to hold the answers he sought—the Forbidden Library, a repository of knowledge hidden deep within the heart of the city. As he approached the towering structure, he could sense the weight of centuries of secrets pressing down upon him like a physical force. The air was thick with the scent of old parchment and dust, and the sound of his footsteps echoed off the vaulted ceilings. With trembling hands, the traveler pushed open the massive doors of the library and stepped inside, his heart pounding in his chest. What secrets lay hidden within these hallowed

"I still do like to play sports. Sadly, father is always time-poor yet unlike before, he is usually free from duty. Because of the supposed issue. perhaps. I just normally read in our library." "You like books? do you like to read books?" Aciano asked. Seagulls flew from the sky and landed on top of the fence. "Yes but before, I never do like until I was told and taught by someone that reading books are one of the best ways to travel in a world that doesn't exist in reality. They have magic." I jokingly said while both of us laughed. "I do have to be honest that I prefer a childhood like that rather than be simply in reality." He told me while he sipped his cup of Hibiscus Tea.

"A world that exists only inside someone's imagination." His smile softened. "And therefore exists everywhere." She looked up. "You really believe that." "I do." He gently took the book back before sliding it into its rightful place. "We once travelled further than most people now remember." He wandered slowly along the shelves. "Our storytellers returned with tales from kingdoms beyond Hell, from deserts where the sand sang beneath the moon, forests whose trees grew taller than mountains, oceans so vast an entire lifetime could pass without finding the opposite shore." His hand moved to another shelf.

Fabian had a lot to offer but Jane's face was not as smiling as usual. "I love Tibet with all its majesty. The culture is still untouched by the outside world, Fabian. When you meet the natives there, you'll experience time travel which I think is quite fun." "You've been there?" Fabian asked, probing. It was not impossible for Jane to travel abroad let alone her former status. She could get transportation and even luxurious accommodation. Not that Fabian couldn't fulfill it this time, it's just... He didn't like the places Jane went with other men. not him. jealousy was indeed misleading the contents of the head and heart.

But she hoped that even Scar wouldn't sink so low as to ruin their wedding day. After everything ws organized and put away, Lacey headed out to the living room and poured herself a glass of wine. Then she eyed the wall of books on the far wall. John Grisham... Tom Clancy.... Then there were classics such as The Three Musketeers, The Man in the Iron Mask, both by Alexandre Dumas; as well as Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea and From the Earth to the Moon, both by Jules Verne; and much more. It was an impressive collection. She chose From the Earth to the Moon and then sat on the couch to wait for Julien.

At the very least, she was relieved to escape the confined space of the kitchen. As Marcus worked at the sink, Vivienne wandered back into the front room where her curiosity got the better of her. She drifted over to the bookshelf in the corner of the room, her fingers tracing the spines of the array of worn paperbacks and hardcovers in a variety of colours and sizes. Expecting to find typical bodyguard or espionage novels, she was taken aback to discover a collection dominated by high fantasy titles and series. Lord of the Rings, The Way of Kings, The Chronicles of Narnia, The Witcher, there was even a collection of classic fairytales.

To get comfortable I placed a pillow below my head and the soothing weather was the perfect one accompanying me in passing some me time. I started the book and it was about a saint who traveled the corners of India just to get the inside peace. The book was so fantastically written and the experiences he got by meeting one and another person about mysticism and spirituality really blown my mind away. The things he wrote about his spiritual experiences created goosebumps on my hand. I was so inside the book that I hardly realize someone was watching and reading with me too.