Gifted Book Novels & Stories

“Because you're cheap and don't spend a dime of what you have in the bank, and you still use that old tablet with the chipped screen, and because Sebastian is so afraid of losing you that he doesn't even tell you that you need a new laptop for your stady, Nancy and I bought you one. Now we won’t be ashamed to be seen with you and that old crap you call a tablet.” Everyone laughed. Yes, it was true that Theo only spent as much money as necessary, but his old tablet worked perfectly. The second gift was for Sek, and it was from Theo. A Smartwotch, and a book named “Golden Boy”, written by Tara Sullivan, about an albino boy from a small Tanzanian village. Sek hugs Theo and thanks him, immediate

"Viola, I wanted to talk to you about something." His voice was softer this time, almost guilty. "Your sister just started her treatment, and the Miracle Elixir is affecting her emotions. Makes her feel down. To keep her spirits up and to help with her recovery, your parents suggested that she and I go through the Marking Ceremony. "They hope it'll make her feel better."

*WARNING* This book is purely a work of fiction, any semblance to anyone living or dead, is purely coincidental. The book contains violence, adult themes and language, graphic sexual content and possible triggers for sexual assault. This book is strictly intended for a mature audience. ~This is a two part story, this is Rae's story~ My name is Rae Jansen, welcome to my crazy life. The earliest memories of my mother were just the "normal" things: making cookies, going to Girl Scouts, having sleepovers with cousins and tons of food. If nothing else, mom always made sure we ate good.

Eleanor’s POV My heart skipped a beat as I spotted a book bound in black leather. Gold letters on the cover proudly declared its title: "Mastery of Magic." A shiver ran down my spine as I opened it, scanning its pages for any guidance on the powers that had both blessed and troubled me. There, written in simple and clear words, was a guide on how to control the very magic that now felt like a wild force within me. A surge of hope filled my heart. This book might be the key to mastering my gifts, to unlocking the secrets of my magic and understanding my past.

The girl gasped in amazement and blushed in embarrassment realizing he stood only in undergarments before her. “Oh my!” she exclaimed. “What…What are you?” she asked as she took a few steps back. Surprised at her question and the fact that she knew nothing of what he was, he gently put his hands up, gesturing to calm herself. “I am surprised you know nothing of Wolf-People,” he said. “Well, I’ve mostly lived alone, among the monsters only,” she replied briefly fixating her eyes on something, anything on the ground around her to keep herself from gaping at his beautiful form. He walked back out toward the mouth of the cave, peering around for danger. Satisfied that they were safe, he we

Ken followed me and I sat on the chair and searched what has been bugging me the whole day. Empathic. The browser was telling me stuff I already knew. “I think we have a book somewhere that could help.” Ken walked around two shelves before finding what he was looking for. He pulled out a black book that had no writing on the cover and opened to a page. “Ok, so it says here some people were born with these kind of gifts after inheriting it from an ancestor who had it. The gifts include being able to sense a person’s exact emotions, there physical, psychological, mental wellbeing. They can sense and remember when someone has a distinct connection with another person, whether it be that they ar

I never imagined his admiration had turned into something more. But I should have known. Every Christmas, he would carefully choose thoughtful gifts for Esme while I was overlooked. If I received anything at all, it was something cheap and meaningless. Year after year, my jewelry box was filled with trinkets worth nothing. The only piece of real value was the diamond ring he gave me on our wedding day. Back then, his heart still belonged to me. But that didn't matter anymore because I would be giving it all back to him at this very birthday party.

"If it were me, I'd keep him close, too. Inventory-variant Gifted are extremely rare. Upgrading their gifts is the hardest among all Gifted." Hayley's hand paused mid-motion. "How do you upgrade gifts?"

WARNING: THIS IS A COPYRIGHTED BOOK UNDER THE GOVERNMENT OF CROATIA, OWNED BY AMANDA STEEL. INFRINGERS WILL BE DEALT WITH ACCORDINGLY. THE AUTHOR HAS GIVEN GOODNOVEL THE RIGHTS TO PUBLISH THIS BOOK IN THEIR APP/WEBSITE. *** Every supernatural creature was told a story when they were children about a great gift that was given to them. This gift is truly precious, for it is their other half, the other part of their own soul, and it is called a mate.

Still very confused Melanie urged, “What do you mean? I obviously can't hear your thoughts, that's ridiculous.” “I also have never heard of a wolf who can read minds, but you just did Mel, you’re a gifted wolf,” Sylvia explained, staring at me with an indescribable look. “What are you saying mom, there are no gifted wolves. The idea of gifted wolves is just a myth. You know that,” I stared at mom incredulously, “Sweetie, gifted wolves aren’t a myth. I know in school you’ve been told that but the only reason they’re called a myth but should be called legends, is because there has been no recordings of any gifted wolves since the last 500 years.” Sylvia explained.