Girls And Their Books! Novels & Stories

This' where the meeting would be held. The small library at the wall is stocked with a few interesting books to use and pass some time. I pick up a book that attracts my attention, from a glimpse of it, I detect that it's a romance fantasy. The gold and red combination of the cover with the stylish golden fonts captivates me, the front has a young girl holding on her palms what looks like a magical spindle, with a glowing light around it. The title goes, "When you're alone." A subscript writes, "A supermodel story of the girl who single handedly achieves the most difficult goals."

“Great. Now go on girls. Go have fun but don't stray too far from us.” “Stay where we can see you,” I add. “Okay, bye,” they say together and giggle before running off to the shelves. We settle down at a table by the window, not far from the girls. They are busy pulling books from the shelves. When they're satisfied with the pile, they collapse into a seat in the children's section and begin flipping through the pages animatedly. “Andrea has been gushing about Lila ever since school started.” She glances at them. “They're joined at the hip.”

she says pointing towards the display near us. My eyes went wide as I see the books beautifully displayed. I quickly grabbed one and glanced through the pages. "0h, you are definitely coming home with me sweet thing," I said smiling making Seli chuckle. "Next." the girl called, allowing the next set of girls to move forward towards the tables. I was finally able to see the auth0rs in front of me. I saw the red hair girl that is amazing writing horror stories, a few other romance writers, but then...

Sensing something was wrong, the two girls followed her, leaving me alone in the bedroom. Their small bookshelves took my attention. Each shelf was labeled with our kids’ names, and the hardbound, colorful books seemed to be according to the girls’ interests. Leyanne’s books were mostly related to human anatomy. Lyra Helene seemed to love chemistry. Only Selene’s books have no specific field preference, but they were still science- and math-related books. They were children’s books, but I could not believe they were reading them instead of fairy tales and nursery rhymes. Trailing the texture of the books, I knew they were expensive. She must have invested in these instead of toys.

As long as she has free time, she will take out a book to read, her mind unchanged in the midst of life. The girls in the class didn't dare to talk to her, because they thought she was a brat, lady and... BOOM! The pitiful classroom door was yanked open and slammed against the wall. All eyes were on a beautiful dark-haired girl - who had just hit the door. No matter how much attention she got, Gray didn't care, his jet-black eyes fixed on the book titled "Heavenly Diary". The black-haired girl who caused an uproar swept her eyes around the classroom and stopped at Grey, who aggressively approached and knocked her beloved book to the ground.

Monica asked. The girl quickly nodded and looked at Shiro-san's book before choosing almost all the books on the special shelf. "This "Winter Rendezvous" is an amazing book! And this "Spring of Birth" is giving me a lot of memories of... " Monica, who was on her side, was wondering whether this girl told him to buy all Shiro-san's books which made him speechless, but he had to admit that this girl was very cute, especially those clear eyes that were full of excitement when she explained all the books which were written by Shiro-san.

Erika couldn't answer what Lei said to the two of them, telling them the real story of the war that had killed Erika's parents. "My niece will help you get over what you're going through with your daddy before I help you awaken your powers. I hope that in time you'll accept who you really are. I know that won't be easy for you," Lei said, turning the book back to normal and handing it to Erika. Lei said that normal people couldn't read what was in the book because the book she gave him was not ordinary. "That book is only for deities except for my niece and I, so we can read it because we're not ordinary," Lei replied.

In truth, these books were over five hundred, if that wasn't an understatement. Casting my eyes across the room, I realised that there was someone there. It was a girl with hair parked into two braids. She looked like a carbon copy of Juan, but I didn't have the time to consider her appearance. She smiled at me in acknowledgement before going back to her book. She was reading quite swiftly at an alarming rate. ‘Just four hours,’ I muttered within me. Since I hadn't sufficient time, it also meant I should get started. ‘Fingers of Knowledge!’

I trudged up there with a frown, bumping into a girl on the way. “Crap! Sorry!” She yelled as books went flying everywhere. She hurriedly picked them all up, breathing heavily. She was blonde, and only a few inches shorter than me. I scanned her outfit, a simple pair of black jeans and a blue top. My type of girl. “It’s cool.” I decided to converse with her. I helped her pick up the rest of her books and offered to carry them up to wherever she was going to. “The Supernatural Powers Section.” She breathed out.

The woman in the torn silk dress looks like she is about to speak, her mouth slightly parted, the red stain across her chest spreading further than it was the last time Isadora saw her. They turn down a corridor she has never seen before—narrower, darker, with no windows to let in even the faint gray light of rain. The walls are lined with bookshelves that stretch all the way to the ceiling, packed with volumes bound in dark leather and cracked cloth, spines worn smooth where countless fingers have traced their titles. She did not write this corridor. Did not write these books. In every draft of her manuscript, she had given Caelen a war tent on the edge of battlefields, maps spread across r