Hold Me Book Novels & Stories

Seriously? "Hang on," I murmured. I was about to carry her in a bridal style when I noticed the small red book in her hand. She was clutching the book so tight that I feared it would crumple up. Even in her unconscious state, she was still holding the book like it was her life. "Silly," I muttered grabbing the book from her iron grip forcefully. Once I had taken it, I slid it into my trousers and turned to Carter who was also drenched.

I asked, “A few things, I can’t believe how far back this book goes. You have your entire history laid out right here in front of you. I don’t even know my mother’s name” I stood up and took the book from her hands and placed it back on the shelf. I held out my hands for her and lifted her up out of the chair. “What?” she groaned, drawing out the word. I pulled her into my chest and held her, wrapping my arms around her and resting my head on hers. “What’s this for?” she mumbled, “Nothing, I just wanted to hold you” “Oh” she huffed, “This is nice”. I held her there for a while slowly rocking back and forth. After a few minutes, Zee looked up at me,

I tell Daniel and then I walk out of the cell. I know the exact book that he is talking about but how he knows that the book is in my library is what has me stumped. No one apart from me, my father and Daniel knows that the book is in the Blood Moon pack; it is in the library but in a secure vault, so how exactly did a group of rogues learn of its location? “The book he's talking about, it's the dark hold, right?” Daniel asked me. “Yes.” I simply answer because my brain is moving a thousand miles a minute.

I don't know how to go about this kidnapping seeing as it's my first time keeping someone held captive. Im not going to be an evil captor. I'm not gonna tie her up and make her do things she doesn't want to. I'll leave her alone for a week and go from there. There should be a book for kidnapping for dummies. But then everyone would do that and do unthinkable things. I'm not a cruel person, I may or may not have tied her up in the beginning but seeing her weak and dangling frame I didn't want to do that again.

She cast a sly glance at me and held the book very close to her chest. “Do you know what this is?” “No, your Utmost Prosperity.” “It is the most important book you’ll possess till you die…that’s what it is.” Slowly, she held the book with her right hand and suddenly flung it at my chest. In a twinkle of an eye, a purple puff of smoke enveloped my abdomen, while the book disappeared immediately. Soon, I began to feel a strange force inside my chest, as if my lungs were frozen. My breathing became slightly laboured, while my gaze remained on her Utmost Prosperity, as if she’d hypnotised me.

The horrifying scenes of the murders and blood in that building where we were held hostage haunted my mind and caused goosebumps to break out in my body. After long, depressing minutes of crying out my pain and nursing the deep wounds of betrayal, I staggered up to my feet and held out my phone towards the board. I clicked a picture of the plan board and grabbed the files and pictures. As I began to walk away, my eyes caught a large book peeking out of the drawer. I paused and shuffled back, then pulled the drawer open. The book fell out and I bent closer to take a closer look at the book. On the cover, it was written HISTORY AND ETHICS OF THE SCORPIO.

I just smiled and said, “It was always going to be her.” River nodded. “She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s about to carry all of us forward.” And I believed it. Because the first time I met that girl, she had Rachel’s strength behind her eyes and River’s ache in her voice. And now? Now she had her own name, carved in ink. Calla’s Daughter – POV She held the advance copy of her book with both hands, like it might float away if she didn’t grip it tight enough. The title was hers.

"Sweetheart, let go so I can bandage you. It won't hurt as much once it's wrapped up." When I didn't respond, she tried to pry my hand open, but even a little force made me bleed. So she gave up and called out to my father. "Captain Lewis, the boy's holding something in his right hand and won't let go. I think it might be evidence about the kidnapper, or something important from his family. Do you want to take a look?" My father's expression sharpened as if he'd suddenly realized something and started toward me. At that moment, Ezel strode in wearing a white suit, surrounded by a cordon of special ops officers. He threw himself into my father's arms, trembling like he was the real victim.

In Ha, still with her eyes wide open said, "I really didn't expect you to find this book." "I asked several people to find it. This book is no longer produced, Miss. So maybe what you are holding right now is a valuable copy." In Ha looked at the hard cover book. She suddenly felt the book in her hand become heavier. The title in front of it was "The Unforgivable Temptation". She didn't know if the contents were the same as what she meant. For now, she thanked him. "Thank you Sir…" "Miller. My name is Vin Miller."

It has my name on it written in cursive. Curious, I open it and look inside. The only thing in it is a note card. Plain white business card stock, the kind of thing you see wedding or baby shower invitations printed on. It says, Meet me at the fountain on Tuesday. Be there at 11 a.m. Looking around to see if anyone is watching me, I slip it in my purse and start filing my papers. Who in the world wants to meet me and why? More importantly, why so secret?