Goodnight America Book Novels & Stories

See you tomorrow boss' 'See you tomorrow' she ended the call. She was about to leave the precinct when she received the information, but, decided to stay back a little to look into a few things before leaving. After looking into a few files brought to her concerning the case, she decided to go home to rest so she will be active the next day. The city was just starting to stir, the hum of early morning activity filling the air. Cars honked in the distance and people bustled about, going about their daily routines. Despite what happened the night before, the people had no choice but to go on with their life, they forced themselves to believe that everything is alright and nothing like that can

She took a big breath and stared at the ceiling. Shaking her head. She climbed out while turning off the shower. Wrapping the towel around her. Making her way, out of the bathroom. Putting on more comfortable and loose clothes she sat on the bed. Taking out one of her favorite books, ‘The Cabinet of Curiosities (Prendergast, #3) Lincoln Child, Douglas Preston. She was currently on page fifty. It was just past eight. Tiredness stared to overtake her. Leaning back into her pillows she started to doze off. Her eyes started to close, and she fell asleep with her book in her hand.

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

It was the most peaceful sound in the world. My eyelids grew heavy. The exhaustion finally pulled me under. "Goodnight, Emma," Noah whispered to the room. "Goodnight, Aria." "Goodnight, Noah," I murmured. I fell asleep in his arms, watching our daughter breathe, knowing that when I woke up, this beautiful, messy, perfect life would still be real.

I looked up again and Mr Jonathan's book fell in front of me. It opened itself and wrote: "ONLY YOU HAVE THE POWER TO SAVE THESE PEOPLE... BELIEVE IN YOURSELF... THE BOOK WILL GUIDE YOU" And with that I woke up in tears as usual... It was the forth night now since I've been having the same dream about an unknown land being destroyed... I woke up before my alarm or before Mom could call... I went straight to the shower and ran cold water over my hair before I took a shower and got ready for School... It was Friday today and I was still having the same dream. Ever since my last encounter with the book, which I wasn't really ready to take any test that could practically be the end of me....

"8 p.m. at the Grandview Hotel. Don’t be late." Just like that, she hung up. I exhaled slowly. Fine. One last meet before I disappeared forever.

Hello to my readers! This chapter is the last chapter for LOGAN and just to warn you it's a bit longer and I don't want to split it in half because this is an epilogue. I deeply apologize and would like to say thank you for joining me on this journey with completing book 1 of The Wolfe Brothers series. See you guys in book 2! It had been a week since the incident with Heather, and I was ready to return to school, acting as if nothing had happened. The next day I treated it like any other ordinary day.

Blackthorn Valley – The night of the attempt Elara’s POV The blood moon hung low and swollen, bathing the valley in crimson light that made the snow look like spilled wine across the clearing. Inside the cabin, the fire had burned down to embers, casting soft orange flickers on the walls. Flame slept in her cradle, tiny chest rising and falling in perfect rhythm, red fur glowing faintly in the dim light. Kai lay beside me on the furs, arm draped over my waist, his breathing deep and even stronger every day since the birth. The cabin smelled of cedar smoke, warm milk, and us the comforting musk of family, of safety, of everything we had fought to protect.

did he just shoot Ivan ? Ivan immediately fell so I immediately caught him but he still fell to the floor. "IVAN !!!" My tears never stopped dripping and I just kept patting Ivan’s face. He was still breathing but his heart was beating slowly. "How can I be so l-lost? How Can I s-so be lonely? When I have a b-beautiful f-family When I have a beautiful soul. H-how could I be so unhappy when I'm s- surrounded by so much beauty? There is indeed so much to say. T-there is indeed chaos in life Stress certainly does not l-leave your side. There is c-chaos in things you do But there is night only for you When you can just lay and r-relax Calm down and take a deep breath. As you s-start with another

" You don't have to thank me since I haven't done anything yet and what are friends for?. " " Hm. " " Alright, you can go to sleep now, goodnight. " " Goodnight," Rose replied as the call got disconnected. [ Goodnight Readers, it's currently 11:03 pm here on Thursday, September 2nd, I'll upload this tomorrow since I don't have an active data bundle. ]