Half Half Book Novels & Stories

At first she didn't quite comprehend with all the halves they were mentioning but then it occurred to her that twins were also called halves and couples were denoted as halves and that's the denomination her friends were making. "We're not going to rush you into making any decision." Lizzy said responsibly. It seemed strange hearing such a statement come from someone she's never known to be an adult but it sounded nice. "I want you to look at this." She said handing her what looked like a book. "And girls, I don't want any of you to trouble her with dirty thoughts. Keep them to yourself and let her think this through." She warned the girls, looking specifically at Jess. "It's your life and i

“Wanna go again?” END OF BOOK TWO

“I’ll ring these up and bill Master McCabe.” “Oh, that’s not necessary. I can afford a couple of books myself.” Hana tried to stop Finch, following him to the register. “So…did we stop here for Hana to get her ancient book fix? And oo those look interesting. You’re sharing.” Pam asked, leaning on the counter to see what books Hana was getting. “This book itself is two hundred dollars.” Finch held up the first edition of Jannot: A French Rabbit by Mireille Marokvia. “And this one is five hundred twenty-five.” He held up the copy of The Birth, life, and Acts of King Arthur by Thomas Malory.

"But I cleaned the whole place. I swept every corner my eyes could see and my nose could smell. They have to visit you, Uncle Max. I can't believe I wasted half of my reading time doing nothing." "And the remaining half?" Uncle Max smiled and looked at me. "What other half?" "The other half you spent reading your books. Did you read anything new today?" "Yes I did! In fact, it was the most beautiful book I have ever read. I thought you would like it too." "What is the name of the book?" Uncle Max asked, sounding interested. "Shading Black," I said the title aloud as if I had spent all my life memorizing it. "Is it a great book?"

I smile to myself , happy that I will be able to look at this place whenever I want. I turn around swiftly , beginning the rest of my journey towards the stables. After a few miles , I see the stables coming in to my view. At first , the stables look small as small as a servants room however , as I step closer and closer towards it it seems to get larger and larger by size. I am a few feet away from it , and instead of entering it I just stare at it in awe. It is massive compared to the stables I had back at home – I take a deep breath and smell the fresh woody smell that radiates from the chocolate coloured wood. It feels comfortable and cozy here – I can tell that I will be spending most o

she said, and I waved at her in response. Alone in my room, my thoughts turned to my life as a half-rank wolf. With an alpha Dad and an omega mom, our existence was considered an abomination by our society, neither fully high-ranked nor fully low-ranked. The high wolves would despise us for having our blood mixed with the slaves, while the slaves would treat us the same for being above them despite having the same blood. It was like we had no place in this world.

He asked and I clench my teeth. “Even though they have been helpful in shortening my search, the information they have gathered is nothing I did not already know,” I tell him as I take a seat. “Very well,” He says as he rises from his chair. He walks over to the lamp on the side of the desk and pulls something from beneath it. When I see that it is a bug a roar leaves my chest as I rise up in challenge. He holds a single finger in the air as he silences me and walks over to the book shelf on the other side of the room. He chooses a book and pulls something else from it. Apollo comes forth as I see the camera that must have been hidden inside.

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

Elle muttered to herself as she went in search of the books she wanted, she moved into the fantasy/paranormal section, she walked around for sometime before she came across a book that said "Aether world" She picked it up and scanned it, it talked about two realms that were once together. She quickly scanned the book once more, she saw names like halflings, faires, humans and a lot of weird things she saw in the other realm. The book said "fiction" in bold letters but she took it anyway. She made to sit down and read it there but she decided against that and walked to the librarian "I'll take this with me" she said as she placed the book on the desk.

Moving something to the Resting Pages felt like a solemn, hopeful act. Maris, whose bold graphic novels often pulsed with vibrant energy, was drawn to a loose cover design slipped into the green folder. It was clearly meant for a zine – rough, energetic lines depicting a mango sliced cleanly in half. But only one half was filled with a riot of warm yellows, oranges, and reds. The other half remained starkly, deliberately blank. The vibrancy of the colored half made the emptiness beside it ache. Maris didn't try to color the blank half. Instead, using a fine-nibbed marker, she meticulously added tiny, intricate patterns along the cut edge of the *colored* half – seeds bursting, juice droplets