Her The Book Novels & Stories

The ball bounced and the gate opened. I didn't move a bit. I let my body move on its own. A woman with red lips and a pale complexion went out. I met him, and he was surprised to see me. "Hi?" "Who are they?" it sounded like an angel. It's annoying. I can't understand and feel the annoyance, so I'll bite. Why him? My kids are with her. And I, the mother, cannot. "I am lost, I can't see the way home," I said. Then she nodded. "Anyways, I'm Yhra Santos." Her eyebrows raised for a moment, and he seemed to be trying to remember something.

For the first time since arriving, Keegan also enjoys a dreamless sleep. Later that morning, Laura prepares a large, hearty breakfast, and extra large pot of coffee, knowing the two of them will need it after the night they just had. While she waits for Ken and Keegan to wake up, she walks down the hallway leading to their bedroom and up to a bookcase at the end of the hall. Gently tugging on one of the books and whispering under her breath, the bookcase opens up like a door and leads to a secret room. Last night, after they completed the spell to unbind Keegan’s magic and return her memories, they placed the books in here for safekeeping. It’s not as secure as the Hall of Records, but one d

But a blank screen was staring back at me. Once again confused, I glanced at Fluffy and caught a pair of silver eyes watching me while Anya continued to pet his head. Then I remember the voice in my mind before I stirred awake. It addressed me as Luna, and I knew no one by that name. Night came, and the moonlight shone into Anya's room. I stroked her hair and heard her tiny snores. I smiled and closed the storybook before returning it to the shelf. It was time for me to go, and I was earlier than usual. Anya got so tired playing with Fluffy during the afternoon that she easily fell asleep before I could finish her bedtime story.

She was obviously having fun and was facing away from me. I decided to go and meet the girl and talk to her. Without hesitation, I headed to where she was lying and as I approached her, the title of the book she was reading caught my eye. The title of the book was 'How To Make Demons Your Best Friend.' I stopped in my track and gazed at the title of the book for a couple of seconds before I continued walking toward her. As I got to where she lay, I stood a few inches from her head and stared at her. Suddenly, she flinched as she noticed my presence. She closed the book and sat up. Then, she raised her head to look at me and we made eye contact.

he asks and I lift my eyes, surprised. Ashamed, I try to hide the book behind me and utter, “Huh, yeah. I just wanted to read something about it.” I explain and he nods, taking the book from my hands and opening it. He flips the pages, as if he knows exactly what he's looking for. After going through several pages, he stops and stares at it for a while. “The legend says that one of them would be from this pack, you see.” he starts as he lifts the book up for me to see the page he was on. “Hera...she's supposed to come from Aquatic, but now thousands of years have passed and no signs of her.”

It required him to stay inside memories he had trained himself to move past efficiently, to look at them long enough to describe them clearly, to find the words for things that had lived in him wordlessly for decades. Elena was the first reader of every chapter. She did not tell him the writing was beautiful when it was not yet working. She told him specifically what she did not understand, where she lost the thread, where she needed more. She treated his manuscript with the same rigorous honesty she brought to financial analysis, and he was grateful for it in a way he found difficult to articulate. The book was titled "Nothing Belonged to Me." It was published on a Thursday in March. By the

Brave of her. I smiled wide enough for my long fangs to show, testing her limits. She froze, her ears fuming from thinking of a way to escape being my dinner. Only a hopeless cry left her mouth. Interesting. She was skin and bones. Dry blood and filth covering most of her. The smell of her fear was intoxicating, along with the stench of excrements, sweat, and blood. Her long honey-blonde hair was all tangled, I was expecting some bugs or mice to come out any time.

She wet her dry, chapped lips with her tongue, took a ragged breath that shook her entire frame, and began to speak. In a quiet, broken voice that constantly threatened to shatter, the nightmare came pouring out line by painful line. She spoke of going to the grand luxury hotel in Mumbai to assist Nikita with her job interview, and the fateful, catastrophic mistake of stepping into the wrong private executive elevator. She described her chilling first face-to-face encounter with Dev Raichand—a man whose very presence exhaled control and danger. She detailed the sickening harassment and possessive aggression he showed toward her at the high-society party, and then reached the devastating clim

He used to kiss my stomach before leaving for the office even when we were mad at each other and today he kinda slipped. I shook my head and kissed his forehead where his hands were still wrapped around my stomach. "You are a good dad." And he gave me an award-winning smile showing his cute dimples which I have fallen for him every minute. "And I love you too." He flashed a toothless grin. * The End... Thanks for reading this story. It is my very first work and I have been finished three books till now. For Her The Hidden Secrets Give Me A Second Chance Please check out my books. Thanks for supporting me through my up and down. With Love, Anisha.

I protested to my parents in either skipping the school or transferring to another school but they forced me to be here as this is the only school which is best. I reserved a place in one of the seats available though nobody was there. I kept my bag and went in search of a nice book. I went to the thriller books section and searched for a book, perfect for reading at this moment. ‘The black coffee’ by Agatha Christie, the great author, caught my eyes as I wanted to read this book for a very long time but I didn’t get to.