Novel & Cerita First Page In A Book

But after a lingering stare that stretched into minutes, he flipped open the first page, his eyes fixed on what was written below the dedication, and he heaved a sigh, flipping some pages over till he got to the first chapter. “Dreams lay shattered, and sometimes surprise might turn out to be the beginning of sorrow…” He clenched his teeth after going through the first fifteen words, it was a reminder that truly, Elysia poured her heart into that book, but then, a remorseful look crept to his face, and just as he flipped the book over to the next page, a call came in, and he picked up his phone, staring at the name for some time before he finally swiped it to the right, and it connected, fol

Head pounding, stomach rumbling Elinda Milburn tried to open her eyes. She sat, her eyes still closed, and she had to sleep again because her head was spinning. "What is wrong with me?" She asked herself as she massaged her head. Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked around. It was so dark that, for a moment, she thought that maybe she had gone blind. It took a few minutes for her to recall what had happened earlier. "Am I dead?" she asked herself. "Am I not supposed to be in heaven?" "Why is it so dark in here, or is it that I am in hell?" She screamed inwardly, looking around her in fright.

What was it doing here? I picked it up and was scared to open it. The terror of reading the things I had been accused of doing to Stacie made my fingers grow cold as I rubbed the corner of a page. I finally found the courage to open the book, but the pages were empty. "What? What is this?" I began to flip through frantically and reaffirmed that the pages were devoid of any writing. The only words in the entire book were on the very first page. "The pain of life is only so accurate to the one who feels it first hand..."

What the hell? A bound book with the word Ledger embossed in gold on the front lay on the bottom. It called her name and she couldn't stand it any longer. She picked up the ledger, leaned back in her chair, and read the first line on page one. She gasped and did a double take. Her stomach clenched, her heartbeat erratic. This can't be good.

I haven’t got a chance to read that yet, I wanted to wait until after Axel and I spoke and than with everything that happened after we spoke, it’s just sat there. I walk over to the table and take my seat, the title in a faded gold colour getting my attention. This is a book which so many people are fighting to find, they will quite literally, kill for it! I place my hand on the front cover and pull the book open, the intense smell of the past filling my senses. The title page looking back at me, this whole event feeling so surreal. With a deep breath I turn the page, where I assumed chapter one would be looking right back at me, but it wasn’t. There was a little note from the author, which

“Then we find the book that started it all…the first page…and we tear it apart.” The screams of the books grew louder as blood poured from their pages, flooding the library red. Amidst the chaos of whispers, a deep sound rose clearer than the others—the sound of a giant book opening. The shelves split apart, revealing a massive volume at the far end of the aisle that towered over Vincent and bled rivers from its spine. On its open page, words glimmered in fiery gold across the blood-soaked paper, in letters so large they filled the whole sheet but written in one sentence:

Chloe opened the book and her eyes widened. This book... She scanned the pages and then let out a huff of disbelief. Why are there empty pages?

Still, I love the author, Priam, but his book this time is confusing. His book was always been things about the morphers; how they live, their traditions and more. But this is the first time I came across something like this and for one thing, it is still, Priam's book. It's still early for my shift at the cafe, so I reach for my phone and type the title of the book. "The...first....born." I muttered typing every letter with my heart beating fast.

I suggested, showing her the page. “No!” she shouted. I sighed. That was one of my favorites, because it told of the first beta, and I always thought of mine and Reid’s friendship. I flipped through the book some more until I ended up back at the very beginning. The first story, the story of our origins. “‘The First of the Wolves’?” I asked, peeking at her from the corner of my eye. Her eyes lit up, but then she forced a frown. However, it was too late. I had already seen her excitement.

I muttered, opening the first page. I needed to start working on myself so that I could erase all thoughts of Xavier’s sister from his memory. On the first page of the book was a table of content, showing all that was to be found in the book. I scrolled down from the introduction and jumped to “Casting your first spell.” I traced my finger on the dotted lines and found the page number. I opened the book and when I got to this page, I stopped. The name of the contact was boldly written in capital letters and it took the whole page. Opening to the next page, I found it’s content.