Inkheart Movie Novels & Stories

Alima POV I stood in front of the Alpha’s door, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of my chest. I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to face him. But I had no choice. He had requested to see me. My mind kept spinning with questions I didn’t have answers to. Why was this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this? I hesitated, then raised my hand and knocked softly. No answer. I waited, biting my lip nervously. I knocked again, a little louder this time. Still nothing. My breath quickened as I raised my hand a third time, then his voice sounded.

I had missed all the good experiences. A lifetime dedicated to Karila Aistarabaw I. Frustration ripped even more when he remembered the impeccable projection that the director of the CIA had given him, Mahara or Lauren wouldn't get hurt, they knew they wouldn't. It was so simple to get Karila into a helicopter, leave both women at the mansion so nothing happens and let the simple aftermath of the photograph delivered move the actions. Mahara died from a beam of complete inattention. I couldn't accept that fact as I crossed my arms nervously and looked at the closed door. Her body froze, completely focused in pure concentration as she heard nothing in the environment, the complete silence ref

Thunder clap. I was totally left dumbfounded for a couple of minutes as though all the functions in my brain stopped dead.... My heart beat paused for a while and I felt like whole world revolving around me.. The hot tears spontaneously flowed down my cheeks... "The first and the last night with me... What do you say Mrs.Sian Cynthia Anderson Parker??? I will give one whole day.. Decide it!" He said looking directly at my grieving eyes.. Shame on you!! In a flick, I slapped him hard on his right cheek making his fingers follow the same path towards his reddened cheek...

What brings this new day for everyone is still a mystery but Sujata is very confident at herself. The sun ray has succeeded to reach to the particular room of the hotel and it soon breaks the sleep of The Sanskar Maheswari who has been sleeping somewhat satisfied after a long age. As he opens his eye lids , he finds himself in an unknown room. And his head is paining like hell. So he tries to wake up by closing his eyes. But suddenly he looks toward his surrounding to find himself on the valley of someone's breast. He promptly opens his eyes to find an exhausted and unconscious Swara. He closes his eyes to find her bare under him. But soon his eyes get widen in horror to find himself still i

She’s 20 years old by now, surely she is a beautiful lady… same as my mother. My head is too occupied that I missed to see the traffic light changed into red, before I realized A sixteen-wheeler truck smash the left side of my car, like a lightning. I bounced many times and a blinding light covers me. There are people around me, a woman with a cherry lip and a figure of a man. I’ve been here before; I saw this before. That’s what my mind is telling me. I am trying to regain my consciousness as I try to figure out who is this woman holding me, or is there even a woman… am I dead? Who are they, they are speaking but my ears cannot hear. I try to be conscious but my eyes were heavy... I cannot

I looked around trying to see if it did something but then it returned to life, mocking me. “Oh, perfect! So now I’ve electrocuted myself and the door still isn’t open,” I grumbled under my breath. There goes Plan A. Maybe I should stab myself with this fork next. The sound of air conditioning filled the four corners of what is posing to be my deathbed. My eyes darted to where it came from—the vents. Then it clicked. Movie hack number two: escape through the vents! That’s right… there is always a ventilation route. I jumped to my feet, bouncing up and down, shaking my hands to hype myself up while I looked up at where the vent was.

Malik looked exhausted suddenly. But now she couldn’t tell how much of that exhaustion came from fear and how much came from managing perception. And that uncertainty changed everything. Keisha stepped past him into the apartment. “Move.” “Keisha—” “Move.” For a second it looked like he might stop her. Then slowly, reluctantly, he stepped aside. That hesitation stayed with her immediately. Because innocent people hesitated differently. Keisha walked down the hallway toward the hidden compartment. Every instinct in her body screamed now.

She felt like she was drowning in his eyes like she was losing herself in their depths. Collins' face was inches from hers, his breath hot on her skin, his eyes blazing with a desire that left her weak. Isabelle's heart raced like a runaway train, her pulse pounding in her ears. She felt like she was trapped in a whirlwind, like she was being swept away by a force beyond her control. Collins' kiss had unleashed a storm within her, a maelstrom of emotions that threatened to consume her.

“Don’t insult him. You weren’t this cold when your hands were all over me in New York.” Oliver’s head snapped in my direction. I didn’t blink, I spoke in a low and dangerous growl. “I’ll say this once before I spill your brain on this marble get the fuck out.Don’t ever show your face in my presence again.” She smirked, leaned down, and pressed a kiss to my cheek, “See you soon, my love.” As she walked away, the sound of her heels stabbed into my skull like gunshots. Oliver opened his mouth, “Don’t.” I cut him off sharply. “We’re leaving.”

Because Sevina knew that she could defeat countless armies with just her powers but there was no effective weapon to overcome this emotion she had in her heart. That was the truth... Her heart was the enemy now yet it felt like even if she could really get rid of it or not, she was still going to lose. ------------------------ PRINCE KEVIAN sat on the huge couch inside his quarters, looking deep in his thoughts as he blankly stared at the dance of the flames on the fireplace across the spacious room. He had been troubled by a lot of things all day.