Half Half Book Novels & Stories

The courtyard is quiet in the specific way of Silver Hollow after midnight: the city is not asleep, it never entirely sleeps, but the particular quality of human and supernatural life that gives it its daytime energy has settled into a lower register and what remains is the city's texture without its volume. "Halfway," she says. He looks at her. "Fifty chapters," she says. "Of whatever we are calling this." He is quiet for a moment. "A life," he says. "A life," she agrees. "Is that what you have been doing inside?" he asks. "Accounting for the life?" "Taking stock," she says. "Two pages backward and three pages forward." "The forward pages are longer." "They usually are," she says. "That is

The wolves at the edge of the forest vanished as quickly as they'd come, melting into the shadows like mist at dawn. But their words lingered in the cold air, settling into my chest like something that would never leave. *The half-blood has won her war. Now let's see if she can win the peace.*

"Not all the time. Some of my friends visit" "Do you have friends?" "Not the kind you would like" "What makes you say that?" "Because no one ever does" Now I was confused again. I parted my lips to speak, but it was shut back up when I entered a hall with him. It was more like a library with shelves covered to the brim with books. It was a novel paradise. "Woah" was the first word that came out of my mouth. I didn't expect it. "Now you look impressed"

Playing dirty to get what we want. Authors note: This is the end of book one. Book two will continue under the same title. I hope you’ve enjoyed book one. Book two’s title is: The Promised Mate

“It was for me. It was the reason for your rapidly increasing power. They came to give me a cure. They said, according to one legend, the moon goddess wanted to experience the mate bond and will incarnate to feel it.” “Unfortunately, your body isn’t compatible with her sublime source of energy, so I need to find a solution to drain your excess energy by fulfilling the moon goddess’ wish to let her experience all trials of mate bond.” He opened a thick book on the table covered with a velvet cover locked with a golden hook. ‘Soul Fragments of Selene’ was the title of the book. Black ink was standing out over the yellowed leather skin pages, making me look scared and rare. The blood in my vein

Nala licks her dry lips and breathes deeply as she knows the scent is fading slowly. Nala pulls out her conversation when she finds out Raymond doesn't like it. "I was wondering, did you come indeed to look after me?" Raymond shifts his body to face Nala. Stare right into Nala's bead without blinking. "That's right, Nala. You have me. Although this is a consequence of Ray having half-human blood. But Ray's happy because it's Nala," he said. Ray groped his chest, then continued. "Here is a sign of ownership that already existed when Ray was born. Since Ray is half-human, Ray's owner can have Ray and do whatever he wants but Ray can't have one."

“Of course my Lord,” I took out the book I got from the shelf back at Crimson Valley and laid it on the table beside it. “Woah!” Martin exclaimed. “Why did you take this with you?” He asked. “You see that is the crazy part of this,” I replied with a calm smile. “It was never here. This is half of that book and I cannot wait to read its full content,” Martin had a shocked expression. I know he was not expecting that the book had another part to it that would require a magic fusion. “What are you going to do with it then?” He asked.

After I got it I pulled out a chair and sat in front of the table near it by the window. "Deceptive," I read in the written title of the book, I opened it in turn and what popped up to me was a picture of a large creature that was half human and wolf, its body full of feathers. “He has no death, to this day he is still alive, trying to save the woman he first loved and wants to be with for life,” I read here. There was some spark that flowed through my being. I wasted no more time and I opened the book, but my torn eyebrows met its pages, even if I looked over and over I could not read anything, until I got to the back of the book and there was I noticed a very small letter.

The entire hall smells of old books and bleach. Row after row of neatly lined books with their spines facing outward, colour-coded with dots, fiction section arranged in alphabetical order. She scanned slowly until her eyes met Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie's "Half of a yellow sun". She took it out, and then went behind in search of a place to sit and devour the book.

I kept my guard up in case she tried anything funny because no one knew when her switch could just flip, "What did you want to talk to me about?" "A while back I found a book. It was two halves, Sylvain found the other half. The half he found was all about fae whereas the half I found was about your kind. I've been studying it ever since and going through the spells and facts listed inside. It's written in a very old language which I can read but I'm starting to realize the spells in there can be translated and used in multiple ways," she supplied, halting on the landing of the second floor.