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“Be kind, for whenever kindness becomes part of something, it beautifies it. Whenever it is taken from something, it leaves it tarnished.” Prophet Muhammad sallallahu alaihi wasallam (peace be upon him) If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't Happy reading Third person p.o.v "Yes," Jennifer said to him, staring into his eyes. Flash back " Yeah I am in the house " Jennifer pressed her bluetooth more in the ear .

i can learn so much from reading it. In the middle of drowning in my book I felt a presence opposite me and heard the sound of chair screeching and within a half minute I heard a rough male voice " Hey there! iam watching you from the last one hour reading that book without moving.so,I came here to check that you are dead or so" He said laughter in his voice.

She steadied herself, smiled like she’d expected that, like she knew more than I did. “She’s the one,” she said, voice sharp and certain. “The Blessed One. Neava, you came just at the right time.” Blessed one? Me? The words didn’t even surprise me, it just felt wrong. I looked at the boys. None of them met my eyes. They fidgeted, pretending the air wasn’t thick with tension. I sat too, but my body refused to relax. The woman reached for the man beside her—clearly their father. He handed her an old book, its cover cracked and heavy with age. I could almost smell the dust and time clinging to it.

The only real single in our group, in my opinion, was Mary, because she is an Angel, so her soul was "pure" Everyone was sitting in Constantine's library, looking at computers, in books, but in vain; we found only shit. I read this old dusty book for about an hour. I growled and I abandon the book I got up and went to put it away. But when I was about to put the book in the slot, I saw a small door

I stretch out my arm, I check the book inside the bag with my touch, I complete the mission and with the book in my hands I start reading. After half an hour I got hungry so I took out my lunch that I didn't digest due to being stupid and poisonous, the window got soaked thanks to the drizzle, I smiled hearing the relaxing sound of the drops falling and imagining idiot number one being happy for the rain. For two hours I spent page after page, I loved it, the romantic story of Jack the doll with a clock heart is fascinating. His friends and advisors are so wise. I love it. I was halfway through the book; which is super short and very understandable; When my cell phone calls me, I pick up wit

I had never been kissed so plainly yet with so much emotion. My heart seemed to stop. Time seemed to slow, and when I opened my eyes the thief was gone, only the feeling of mild static on my lips, and the book was where our hands had connected. Torent was a strange town. -------- Hey guys! I just wanted to thankyou for your support! please leave a review if you're enjoying this book!

Evelina pulled a book out of her bag that she borrowed earlier in the school library. BAM!!! The thumping sound of the book she put on her desk, sounded very loud because the book was quite heavy and thick. Evelina checks the book and she realizes that she borrowed so much. She didn’t expect that the books borrowed by her were enough. So, no wonder Rissa commented on this morning. “Let’s see what books I just borrowed ...,” murmured while sorting out the book. “There’s a Sherlock Holmes novel, Her Last Word, A Time Return, ... and finally you’re my butterfly?”

only the successful can say such because someone is willing to listen to them. I made sure I put the money together in one place that was safe until my wife and kids came back home then we see the goodness of God together. I seeked wisdom again now it was a continuation of the gold sack of life book. I was having a verbose time in the literature filled book I read it and was done in an hour thirty minutes time. It was a moment of rest and time track was lost I felt cheated. The captivation was just beyond my wildest thoughts.

This is the section filled with books that will serve as a solution to one's disastrous life battle. I almost lost to the sight of it that almost reach the highest roof. The man behind me said with a husky yet awed-filled voice, “You're right. It was the classic brought upon the battle of oneself. It was written by the very known...” His voice disrupted by his emotion that suddenly flared. His silence and deep breathing was something I thought as a kind of reminisce for something so dare to him. Suddenly my mind flickered, show a devastating scene. “What...” I gasped, step back with my weakened knees. My mind so strange, and it was so far to a possibly acceptable nature. It give me the taste

I wanted know what they would feel like. "Read to me." His voice came snapping me out of my reverie and I was glad he spoke up cause I had a feeling that he wouldn't have liked it if I had kissed him and so I simply nodded, slipped from his lap, sat back where I was earlier and picked up the first book. It was titled 'one kiss from you by Christiana Dodd, great for the moment! I opened the pages and began to read while Orian reclined on the seat with his arms spread out paying an attentive ear to my voice.