Fragments Book Novels & Stories

On our eighth anniversary, my boyfriend, Liam Daniels, dragged me along to plan his marriage proposal. That exact morning, my pregnancy test came back positive. Outwardly, I teased him for ruining the surprise. Privately, I called everyone I knew to brag. My parents wept over the phone, saying time flew by too fast. My best friend, Mia Kyle, promised to beat him up if he ever stepped out of line. Even my older sister, Sarah Davis, choked up, swearing she would be there no matter how busy work got. On the big night, I wore the white dress Liam bought me. When I stepped into the venue, I realized the proposal had been transformed into a full wedding reception. I watched Liam Daniels

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I mumbled, running my hand through the stained page. "Why don't we look at the art book you mentioned? We might find something worthy in it." Sam picked it up and went back to where he sat before, while I was still stuck with the journal. There was something odd about it; I felt as if it contained every necessary information I might need, but somebody had purposely damaged that part of the journal. "Here!" Sam tapped on the book in front of him. "I think we have found a fragment of what we are searching for." Then he began to read it out.

Hundreds of tiny fragments floated into the air. Inside every fragment... a forgotten memory appeared. Adrian saw himself writing beside the White Tree. He saw himself building the Hall of Readers. He saw himself creating the White Book. Then... he saw something impossible. A lonely room. A crying child. And himself... closing a black book. As soon as the book closed... half of his own shadow separated from his body. It stood up. Opened its eyes. And smiled. The vision ended. Adrian staggered backward. The First Reader whispered,

Shane hesitated for two seconds, then raised his hand and called an ambulance for me, saying helplessly, "Lily, why are you acting like Fleur now… She's immature. Are you immature too? Sigh, I really have no choice. I can't just watch something happen to her." He was always helpless. Always had no choice. Always so righteously self-sacrificing. Fortunately, I no longer wanted to hear it. When I got home and washed the filth from my body, I predictably came down with a fever. As I rummaged through drawers for fever medicine, my phone kept chiming nonstop. A string of trending local headlines popped up. [Most Beautiful Registrar Bravely Exposes the 'Poison King's' True Colors]

my wolf grimaces uncomfortably. “You’re not wrong on that one,” I shudder, quickly flipping the page over. The further I delve into the book, the further deteriorations I can see to its neglected condition. I can’t help but notice the thread holding the book together has begun to fray, struggling to contain the historical accounts listed inside. Its layout subtly begins to shift the more I push on, gradually altering with each entry included allowing me to differentiate between the multiple rulers listed inside.

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It went from the first floor to the second floor, and the fragrance of books was strong. Every book had a division. When he was looking for books related to clothing design, when he passed by the technical section, he accidentally saw a book called "Nature of Pregnant Ten Month". Out of curiosity, he took it out and flipped through it.

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Francesco My hands trembled as I placed them on The Black Book. This isn't going to be easy. But I have to do it. I sucked in a sharp breath and flipped open the cover. Deadly Sins. Wild Secrets. Mafia Rules. Do You Dare To Enter? A chill ran down my spine. What the hell does that mean? I swallowed hard and turned the first page. Nothing. A frown creased my forehead. I flipped to the next. Still nothing.