How Many Pages Are In The Book Ender's Game Novels & Stories

End of Book One . BOOK TWO : THE EMANCIPATION OF A BADBOY

End of book 1 Book 2: The Tutor 2

I had just finished journal 3 when I stopped. “What am I doing?” I whispered and dropped the journal, “No, no, no. Please no. Stop.” I dropped to my knees and started to collect all the pages. In a frantic hurry, I picked up each page as if they were about to fade away. Pages had landed everywhere. On the bed, behind the cupboard, under the tables, even in the bathroom. I picked up 575 pages. Each journal was a book of 192 pages… which meant one page was missing.

she seems determined to make me fail this one. "Good. I'll choose a page of the book and you will have to recite it for me!" It was fair to the girls because they read the book on the week of the test, but she's trying to fuck me up. And she would if I didn't have a photographic memory. "Let's start. Chapter 27, page 389!" It's a huge book, with 752 pages. Watering my lips with my tongue, I began to recite every single word of it.

“Even your plant life makes us feel small.” “Word travels fast amongst us,” Dr. Mac said with sincerity. “Your people may be small, but you’re damned tough. Did your larger male really take down the rogue party of six?” “Eight,” Olga corrected her. “There were eight of them.” Dr. Mac whistled as she pulled a door open and made a gesture for Olga to walk through it. “Remind me not to get on his bad side.”

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“I love you.” “I love you.” End of Book Eleven

He asked, jerking me out of my thoughts. I chuckled softly. "It is 150 pages. I believe you can do it." "Thanks for believing in me. But, 150 pages is a big deal to me. I will finish the book in three and a half weeks though, depending on how interesting it is." He said. "You are unbelievable. You should try reading books. Reading should be a hobby for everyone." "You should try playing football. Football should be a hobby for everyone." "Football is difficult." I uttered.

It was written in old cursive writing and archaic language, so I had a hard time going through it. But I could understand how the chapters were separated. A story only had around three to four pages that ended without a proper ending. And there were around a hundred stories written along with images. I trailed my fingers on the pages of it while trying to imagine how it might've looked when it was newly written. The pages felt like tissues, and all the ends were bent in every way.

**End of Chapter 62** --- (Word count: 2,810) --- Ready for **Chapter 63: Ambush** at ~2800 words? Let me know if you'd like any adjustments before we continue! 🔥 **Chapter 62: The Enemy’s Son** The midnight meeting felt like stepping into another trap disguised as hope.