Harry Potter Book Nook Novels & Stories

The weather was a bit chilly, so she grabbed a black hoodie and shrugged it on then walked out of the room. She sauntered into the kitchen and found a redhead sitting on the island absentmindedly munching an apple, totally engrossed in the book she was holding. Najmah had wanted to step out but the title of the book caught her attention, so she walked in and right that moment, the redhead glanced up from her book and settled her gaze on Najmah. "Harry Potter and the cursed child huh?" Najmah smiled at her. "Yeah," the redhead beamed, placing a bookmark on the page before setting the book on the island. "Have you read it?"

His presence and his arms tight around my waist, calms the fuck out of me and I fall asleep again. … I walk all the way from the dinner table to find Noah in his study room. I give the door a slight knock before I pushes it open and walks in with his breakfast and spot him reading a book. There are three different books on the table, excluding the one he is currently reading. The ancient, intricate bindings are beautiful and I look at the titles to know what books they are and what they are about. I freeze when I see that they are about sorcerers. I hate the chills that suddenly runs down my spine at the sight of the titles of the books.

I chuckled. Nova smirked. "I was thinking more about a demon... the Demonic Prince." "Yes, that I can believe," I confirmed, and we both laughed. I took a sip of champagne and glanced at Harriet. Unlike Nova's and mine, her expression was oddly serious. Before I could ask her about it, she got up and pulled a massive wooden chest closer to the sofa. She opened the lid and gave Nova and me a nervous smile. "I remembered one detail in the book I went through today. I just want to check it again…" she explained, trailing off when she grabbed two large spell books from the top of the pile.

The one with the café that has the good hot chocolate? "That's the one." "And I can get three books instead of two?" Klaus knew when he was being negotiated with. His daughter was going to be a terror in business someday. "Three books. But only if you're completely silent for the next hour." "Deal!" Cassidy hopped off the desk and scampered back to her corner, grabbing a thick chapter book from the pile and settling in with the kind of intense focus that always startled Klaus when he saw it. Four years old and reading Harry Potter. Four years old and bored by basic arithmetic. Four years old and already running circles around the adults in her life.

"Mind if I sit down?" "No, not at all." Travis walked around and sit on the bench opposite me. He took up the book that I rested on the table earlier and read the title out loud. "'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'." He looked up at me. "So, you like Harry Potter?" "Who doesn't?" I say with mock horror, crossing my arms in the process. He held up his palm in defence. "You're not getting any argument from me here." "Good," I said in the same playful, defensive tone.

Where happy endings still exist. Julian's expression did not change. "Not every book has a happy ending." "No," Lena said, looking up at him. "But some do. And sometimes… it's worth reading to discover. There was something in her eyes that opened something very wide up inside his chest. He didn't like it. Didn't know it. And yet, he didn't turn around. He accompanied her back to the front counter. "Do you want a coffee while I wrap these?" Lena asked, already moving towards the little niche next to the register. There was a small French press, two chipped cups, and a pyramid of ceramic sugar bowls jammed next to jars of biscotti and handmade bookmarks.

Mr Collins instructs after he's finished his angry typing. “Reading what?” I ask. “That,” he points to a book that's on the couch where Theo had been sitting moments before. “What the…” I start to ask, then shake my head, “Right away, Professor Dumbledor,” I snark, picking up the book as he leaves the office. The book looks like a modern school textbook, but the title, ‘The Spark’ has me turning to the first page eagerly to finally get some freaking answers!

Roonie is still unconscious in bed, but his skin improved, and his vitals are balanced. She comes like this everyday to read him books, and she enjoys it so much. She set down the three books and picked one, then she opened it and sighed. "I know you can't hear me, but at least... your subconscious should connect with me. I finished reading Harry Potter to you yesterday, and today, it's a book about flowers, titled... BEAUTIES" She said, glancing at him. She stretched her right hand to him and held his right hand with it, rubbing it softly.

She dry-cleaned all her dirty clothes and got rid of the ones she never wore, but she just took up space in her closet, cleaned her room, and slumped herself on the bed to read a few magic books. Time went by so quickly, and she didn’t know how she ended up falling asleep. She was awakened by a loud knock on the door and someone calling her name.She rubbed her eyes, stretched lazily, and dragged her feet toward the door. She met Kelvin standing at the door with a bouquet of flowers in his hands and an apologetic smile on his face. "Harriet, I just wanted you to know that I am sorry." "I never meant to be a shy friend, okay?" He apologized, walking in.

(Harper’s POV) “I’m sorry, what now?” I stared at Harry, dumbfounded. He flicked through some more pages of the book and then turned it to face me. I apprehensively looked down at the book. The page was titled “Bloodline” and there was a picture of a wicked-looking blade down one side. The writing was a little faded and handwritten, but despite all that, it felt so familiar and I could read it, like it was something I had read a thousand times before.