Fragments Book Novels & Stories

Then something moved behind the black. It was not the clean return of amber I had seen before. It was a fracture, raw and unstable, as if the man inside were tearing his way through the programming by force. Kael’s body shuddered hard. His grip on my arm flexed, loosened a fraction, then tightened again as the failsafe fought to keep control. A low, broken sound tore out of him half growl, half pain. His free hand slammed into the rock wall beside my head hard enough to send cracks racing through the stone. Blood ran down his arm from the impact.

It was a space designed purely for quiet study, and reverence. “These two shelves here are all about the mate bond,” Thefros said, gesturing toward a pair of bookcases halfway down the room. “Lore, case studies, theory. Everything we’ve managed to preserve.” I nodded, pulling down five books at random and settling at the table under the nearest lamp. Thefros took a seat opposite, already flipping through his own selection with practiced ease. The pages felt heavy in my hands, textured like something handmade. These books hadn’t touched a printer, some were written in fading ink, others illuminated with strange symbols or brutal sketches. One book was nothing but badly rhymed poetry pretendin

She didn't know why she cared so much, but Valia’s pain gripped her like a hand around the lungs. She flipped another page. And Another. She could not stop. By the tenth chapter, the world around Fru had begun to shift. "What in gods' name of craziness is going on..." Fru whispered, as she struggled to stand straight. Her eyes darting around her. The sound of crickets dulled into silence. "Whoa, whoa, whoa" Fru's mouth rounded in disbelief as the ink in the book rippled beneath her gaze, words liquefying into an emerald glow.

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The book belonged to her. She knew it with absolute certainty. Arthur stared at the image. “What is that?” Nobody answered. Because before anyone could— The final restoration fragment appeared. Older than every fragment before it. More damaged. Yet somehow clearer. The text emerged slowly. Painfully slowly. As though history itself resisted revealing it. Then the sentence completed. THE DREAM WAS CREATED TO PROTECT WHAT WAS WRITTEN IN THE BOOK. Silence consumed everything. The wind stopped. The horizon folded. The countdown vanished.

"Or the bad king." No one answered the boy. Because despite his youth, he already understood the weight of the dark path laid before him. ### Beyond the World Deep beneath the floating books of the hidden library, the Archivist stood before a massive, monolithic golden door carved directly into the mountain’s core. Seven intricate, heavy locks sealed it shut, humming with the remnants of ancient power. Suddenly, one after another, the locks began to glow white-hot and disappear into thin air. They weren't being picked or opened by a key; they were snapping because the Seven Fragments had ceased to exist in the mortal realm.

I'll call you when we're done. Other students began to fill the auditorium, making the place although slowly, noisier and hotter in temperature. A fat student that had the shape of an hard-boiled egg sat in the seat next to him minutes before they commenced. Behind his sat a girl with eyeglasses so thick he suspected they were bulletproof. She had an awfully small nose that reminded him of rats. In the seat before him was another girl that looked so thin it reminded him of someone with a terminal disease.

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

How can he waste everything? He decided to leave. " I just need fresh air, excuse me!", he uttered and passed between them. --- Lucy and Gale, we're both quiet. Gale's eyes were studying her movement. He quickly ran to catch her when she suddenly falls while reaching the book on the shelves. They're inside his library and Lucy offered to clean it.