Hush Hush Book Novels & Stories

“This is not an easy place to exist, Miss Sinclair. Even less so for someone like you.” I knew that already. I had felt it the moment I stepped through the gates. Felt it just moments ago. Mrs. Harrington set down the thick, leather-bound book with a decisive thud, and it was Ashwood academy’s rule book, and she started reading to me, and twelve pages after it still going... My head was spinning with them, each one more rigid than the last.

//Chandra Margaret// I immediately put all the snack that I prepared for the boys. My hands are shaking a bit as I go to the living room. There is three boys in total. I dare not to look in their faces. "H-here is the food." I clear my throat. Even my voice is shaking. The boy in the single sofa look at me. He's reading a book in his hand. I know that book! It's Our dawn is hotter than day. A book about two people who keep their night busy while sleeping in the daylight.

Enough to but not to disperse it completely. HELP! That was all Journee could manage. A whisper into the very depths of her soul, hoping someone, anyone would hear her. Mist swept through the library. Like a thick fog in the Himalayan Mountain trails, it cloaked the little human snugly. A comfort baby blanket was the first thing that came to her mind. “Hush my little one. As long as I am with you, no power in the heavens, earth or hell can touch you.” The voice come from the mist itself.

Sometimes our arms rub but its not the same. After ten minutes or so, Parker takes out a book. Hannah flips a few pages and shakes her head. “That’s a bit advanced for me. Even Scarlett’s books had really big words,” she says, closing it. I peer over to see what she’s got. “The Royal Guard of The Moon Goddess.”

“And how do you know his name?” They were startled when they heard my voice and scrambled to their feet. “Hi, mummy,” Dash said, giggling uncomfortably. “Let me see that.” I went closer to them but Aurora quickly picked up the book and hid it behind her. “Baby, bring it here.” She shook her head. “Alright then.” I turned to Hilda. “Tell me what it is, sweetie.” Hilda looked at her brother and sister nervously as they told her to shush. “I’m listening,” I said, tapping my feet on the ground, sternly looking at them.

Lara Michaela's POV The world tilted on its axis that day. I was eight, a carefree child oblivious to the secrets hidden beneath the surface of my life. It was during one of those ordinary evenings, as I sat nestled in the corner of the living room, that I overheard my parents' hushed conversation. Their voices, usually filled with laughter and warmth, were laced with a strange tension. I strained to catch their words, a sense of unease creeping into my young heart.

Truth Behind His Lies (Book 2 of His Secret Child) Aaliyah's point of view A sweet smile graced my lips as I watched my family. Time flew by so fast; our children had grown up so quickly. Trishana was turning eight years old, and our youngest, Trevor, was turning two. Over the past years, I can say that my relationship with Travis has been going well. He really made it up to us; he made us feel how much he loved us.

Sign up Log in BackInfoAdd to libraryInfo Navigated to -Chapter 20- | The White Wolf | Quotev Something was wrong. My bed seemed different. Warmth encircled me and the welcoming scent of the ocean woke me from my slumber. I was in Justin's room. I looked over realizing we had both moved to the middle of the bed causing me to be a few inches away from him. Justin's hair was a mess sticking up every which way, though mine was probably worse.

my voice was barely above a whisper. The ticking of the clock and the shuffling of feet was the only response I got, eliciting an unnerving sigh from me. I skidded quickly away from the aisle and finally found the books that brought me in here. All the Beautiful Things series bore an identical cover where the dominant colour on the book cover was black. I picked the book, Screech, beside it and threw it on the pile in my hands, making my way forward.

she gives me a warm smile and just shakes her head before she nods and turns back to placing the books on the shelves. I quickly come across a book on bonds, but it takes me ages to find one about demons. I search through every book and shelf until, finally, at the very top, I spot a small, extremely dusty book. Although it doesn’t explicitly say “demons,” its title, “Monsters of Our World,” is the closest I can find.