Ginger Alden Book Novels & Stories

Books filled the room, stretching from the floor to the ceiling, so my mate is a bookworm, I can live with that. Moving through the aisles, following the scent. I finally catch a glimpse of her, she is sitting at the very back at a small study table, fiddling with the headphones on her head. Her black hair was tied up on the top of her head with some tendrils of hair trying to escape, a deep green turtleneck covered her skin and she had pulled the sleeves down so they were stretched over her hands. A glimpse of her cheek showed her skin to have an off white colour, she looked ill.

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I nodded quickly, whatever he says I am willing to obey, but I can’t help the gut feeling that she should not be trusted. “So what are we going to do now? Just get the bodies? Then what else? Wolves can be tracked by their scent even if they die.” “Fire.” “Fire? What do you mean by that?” He signaled to me to come closer to him. Alden was the epitome of confusion, and I was already too deep into his universe to even turn back. He took me to a seat, then he guided me to sit. Then he brought a book from the shelf, brought out a lighter, and set it on fire. I watched him smile deviously as the paper darkened till it was nothing but a pile of ash and warmth.

Allen said. "Ah, yeah, sure." Ginger said then she shove her hand in her pocket. She gave her keys to me with the peppermint oil keychain. I put it under Raina's nose and let her breathe it in. She's pale yet her lips are so red, I can't help but stare. After a few seconds, I can't believe it worked. She slowly opened her eyes and suddenly took a quick breath and look around. She must've thought she's in danger.

I could give a dry fuck about all that; it's what it would all mean to the child she was carrying that I was worried about. "Why are you staring at me like that?" "You have his eyes and a little bit around the lips. The more I see you, the more I see it. Now, what book are you talking about?" She sat up and reached for the nightstand drawer. "Ginger Lee got it for me." This shit was real; I mean, I knew it was, but the book and the throwing up, that shit was some in-your-face reality for your ass. She read a passage out of the book that said morning sickness was more common in the evenings, which made no damn sense to me, but the fuck do I know. "We have to get you a doctor. Melissa said she

Sparkles was picked up by Cecily, and the two of them walked back to the fireplace with Judy. “The coffee had been laced with something. Judy, he was going to kill you!” Both of them watched as the chemical ate up the books on the shelf. Judy instinctively grasped her throat, imagining how it would have felt if her throat was being corroded instead of the books.

Typical library for sure. ßenlong then walks slowly staying vigilant as he is aware of the guardian of this floor will come out and give them a surprise attack. Alfi looks at his surroundings and he feels familiar with the back of the books arranged on the bookshelves he passed. As he is curious, he gets off from ßenlong and approaches one bookshelf in front of him. He then takes a book with red back. And his prejudice is right. “I... It’s...” He is shivering by looking at the cover of the book.

he murmurs. My heart skips as my eyes frantically search his arms, and then finally land on his face in disbelief. Alden is laughing at me, pounding the book he is holding in his hand before reaching out to me with it. I take it with trembling hands and flip over to the back looking for the author’s name, only to find the hard binding completely blank. Inside the book is a short note and underneath it, Alden's name is scrawled in exquisite penmanship. I am burning up with humiliation and I can’t seem to find any words to escape my lips.

Now my focus shifted as I stood from my seat and looked at Alden, who had just been about to hand me some documents. “You can put them there. I’ll be meeting Inggrid.” He knew, because several times he had to buy gifts and things for Inggrid. He never spoke about what he thought, but I knew Alden didn’t particularly like Inggrid. He only responded with a single word whenever they spoke. Just as I was about to step out, this time Alden acted differently. Everything he did was always carefully thought through. He understood me quite well. But in this moment, he crossed the line.

Lynexia returned to her plate and picked at her food. “So, Lynexia, what do you think of your new home?” Xander questioned. “Its nice.” she responded not looking up. “How did you sleep?” Ginger questioned. “Fine, I guess.” the young girl shrugged. “How did you spend your day?” the older woman asked. “I looked around the apartment, took a nap, and read a couple of books.” Lynexia explained. “Oh, what books did you read?” Ginger perked up. “Well, I actually found a set of books that said they were published right here. The author was listed as Selinas Astrea.” Lynexia responded. “A very good writer. They tell great stories that keep the legends of wolves through the generations.” Xander states