Hes Into Her Book Set Novels & Stories

Making her jump. “Eve, you scared the hell out of me,” she gasps, her hand clutching her chest. “Sorry. So, the book?” I ask her. “It’s a children’s book. The gingerbread man, if you must know,” she laughs while waving the book at me. “This is Theia. She and Dorothy wanted to visit the twins while you come to help me,” I tell her. ‘A special meeting, the child is too curious. Can you come?’ I add in the privacy of the mind-link.

She didn’t have a torch but the street lamps provided her the light she needed to see where she was going and she hastened her footsteps as she prayed in her mind that her mother would not be looking for her while also looking behind her from time to time to make sure that no one was following her. After Amber had left the bookshop, Hazel turned over the leaves of the book in her hand and read a part in her mind, ‘And the Chosen One will come looking for answers’. Hazel smiled and said to herself, “Of course, she came.”

Hastily, she turned the book back to the front and clarified the author she just read and it was truly the same author that created the book ‘In the Gods Own Hands,’ the book she got from her birthday. And now, thinking about it, everything seemed clearer. “He gave me the book!” she said in realization. A scowl painted her face. She placed the book back on the table with a heavy force and tightly clenched her fist as another awareness dawned on her, “Damn you for toying with me again.” Oddly enough, a strong gush of wind opened the pages of the book on its own and the page stopped to where it showed a picture of the emerald necklace that used to be the Vhillana heirloom.

This time, I even developed a rash. Just as I removed the needles, Casey walked into my room. “Oh, I see the hick is tearing the dress apart. What? Don’t you love my gift to you?” “This was you?” My question tickled Casey pink, her face contorting into a menacing smile. “Do you actually think you can find needles in a dress? I even put glue and itching powder in your dresses. “Who are you to wear the same clothes as me? Just because you’re with the family now doesn’t make you an heiress. You’ll always be beneath me.”

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Seeing only one of the inseparable pair whenever she opened her chamber's door, had been kind of odd. Happily, Hazel and Katherine continued to sew while she asked her a few things about the book she made her read. It was quite an easy one, filled with fables of dragons, fairies, and brave knights. Actually, it was the only book she'd unintentionally taken with her from the Dukedom of Sleipnir. Her mother liked to read it to her when she was little. A shame little Katherine didn't appreciate it enough and she never got to hear all the fables. When her belongings were unpacked in Hymirhall, she'd noticed the book had somehow slipped into the boxes. Back then, she wasn't interested in somethin

I shrugged, finding a spot to sit. I smiled, leaning my head back against the wall as I watched the two would-be priestesses shuffle through my collection of books with awe. “I haven’t even read this one! How did you get it?” Hesione asked, holding up a book. I cocked my head to see what she was referring to. “The works of Socrates?” I asked.

I grab one specific book to bring back into the kitchen. "Look," I say, flipping open the book to the marked page I had made. "That's Hecate?" Seth asks, staring down at the picture. "Yes, she's beautiful and terrifying at the same time, I know," I giggle. "But look at her crown," I add. Seth looks at me and raises his eyebrow before examining the photo again. "It kind of looks like a crescent moon," he observes. "Exactly!" I squeak, closing the book and setting it on the table.

Hera switched the topic after she sensed that it led to a dead end. “Arthur’s book?” Cyril asked. “Yup, I had it with me today and then I got bored in history class so I went to check it out.” Hera even pulled the book from her bag and showed it to Cyril. “That book club really did change you.” The girl shook her head before turning the book to a page that she marked. She once again showed it to Cyril before reciting the same passage that she underlined on the page.

She walked towards where her daughter was and she stared at her for a while before moving her eyes to Hazel. “Thank you, Hazel,” she said it like she meant it and she moved her eyes back to fall on the book of prophecy before gripping it tightly. “Caitlin! No,” Hazel expressed shock when she suddenly realized and she quickly made to save the book but she was too late as the book turned to ashes as soon as the flames engulfed it.