Harper Lee Novels Novels & Stories

In one swift motion, she grabs the novel off the shelf, jumps into bed, and opens to the first chapter. Less than an hour later, she tosses the finished book down and slips back downstairs for yet another snack. Coming out of the kitchen with a spoon to a tub of peanut butter, she catches sight of her mother's Kindle lying on the coffee table in the living room, unattended. With one glance around, she slips into the recliner and downloads the next book in the series.

I descended the stairs without hesitation, my boots heavy against the stone, my heart pounding with something I refused to name. The guards at the bottom straightened when they saw me. "Alpha." "Leave." They left. I walked to June's cell. The door was already open, Lia's visit had apparently not included closing it properly. I stepped inside. She was exactly where I expected her to be. Curled in the corner on filthy straw, her back to me, her body a map of wounds that I had ordered. The silver chains caught the torchlight, and I could see the burns they had carved into her wrists, her ankles, her throat.

Maybe if he asked me nicely- No. I shook my head and focused my eyes back on the book in my hands. We can’t go there, I won’t agree to him touching me even if he asks me nicely. Over my dead body. Yeah, I convinced myself, over my dead freaking beautiful body! The cold breeze of fall was knocking on the glass door by the balcony as I read To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee. I asked the kind lady to lend me some books and she told me how big the library is in this estate. She even persuaded me to go out of this room but I declined.