Jacob Elordi Book Pocket Novels & Stories

He then dropped his head back down to read the book that was in front of him, not even bothering to look at the person who came inside. It was Jacob looking sullen than ever, as he walked inside and sat down on the table next to Logan’s that belonged to the beta of the pack. “ You seem to be annoyed,” Logan said as he continued to read his book turning page after another. “ And you know a lot for someone who cannot even bother to look at your beta,” snapped Jacob as he turned to look at Logan who was reading a book on dark witchers and wizardry. His brows furrowed as he asked, “ Don’t tell me that you are trying to learn magic now and that too dark magic who are you trying to curse now?”

"We have to know what is written inside." "Right." Amia concurred before she could stop herself. She blushed afterwards. Dedari took in a deep breath, before untying the strap that bound the book. He opened the book, sighing as he found many blank pages with nothing written on them. "Thought as much" he muttered, scolding himself mentally for trying to make a mountain out of a molehill. But his thoughts were disrupted when he got to the last page of the book. "Anything reasonable in the book?" Jacob asked, having seen how Dedari had been scrolling through the pages, disappointment evident on his face.

Elroy was surprised and at a loss about why his brother gave him a book. "What's this?" Elroy asked, and his brows were knotted together. "A book?" Erwan said while giving him an it-is-obviously-a-book look. "I know! But why did you give me this?" Elroy answered, a little bit angry with his brother. Elroy's have been at the edge with everything. "Read it. And you will find out.” Elroy read the book's cover. Je'taime: The Wedding Singer. A novel by Infinity Ramos-Santos.

So why doesn’t it feel that way? Later, when I’m heading back to my dorm after class, I find a small box sitting on my bed. I frown, picking it up and opening it, and inside is a book. Not just any book—my favourite book. The one I’ve mentioned in passing to Jacob a million times, the one I thought no one else remembered. There’s a note tucked inside the front cover, written in Landon’s messy handwriting: Thought you’d like a fresh copy. The one you’ve been carrying around looks like it’s about to fall apart.

***ABOUT THE BOOK*** The Elf King & I is a romance/humor/fantasy fiction set in the fictional world called Aldous (+ a few more) and the real world, USA. The relationships of the characters are: - BxB for main couples. - BxG for others. This story is bound to have some silly events to depict comedy scenes for a good-time laugh. Nevertheless, though the story may start light-themed at first, it is recommended to brace yourself for a heavy plot in the future.

Fiarra crossed her arms and yelled at me. “I am sorry! I couldn’t sleep so i thought i should use this time to get trained.” i explained. Jacob lifted the book and scanned it carefully, “did the elf give you this?” he asked. “Yeah! What?” “I asked for this book once when I noticed it in the library. He refused to give me because he thinks this book doesn’t belong to me.” Jacob was mad at the elf. “He is annoying1 once he told me that I will never be able to be a mother! I hate that idiot elf.” Fiarra complained.

Inside Jake's room as a bright wave of white light could be seen from his window before dying out almost immediately and there it was, lying on top of his desk, next to his laptop. Mirantibus vivlío The book — the 'book of wonders'—if you may, as Jake had checked out that term on the day before Halloween. THE END

Kennedy POV. The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book, it's Robert birthday gift, who'd knew a grown up man would kill for the newest werewolf love book. I got into my car, drove carefully toward the local book store, they had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kids story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?

Even Elliot had left the beach house that morning. It was a bit strange, but she oddly liked the feeling of having the house to herself. Although the house was quite large and daunting, she had occupied herself all morning with the books Gabriel lent her and Emilia. He gave her at least five. They were all classics, he had mentioned while briefly apologising for them. Lori didn’t mind, she would read them all the same. Even though she was more of the contemporary novel type, she started on one of them and quite enjoyed it.

Thrilled and overjoyed, Charlie quickly stuffed the Apocalyptic Book into his pocket, but the book instantly turned into powder and disappeared into thin air. Miraculously, every word in the book was clearly imprinted in Charlie’s brain. At this moment, Jacob, who ran away like a coward, was brutally apprehended by several big and strong men and was hurled back to the shop. Looking at his puffy and swelling cheeks, Charlie figured that he must have been beaten vigorously before he was carried back here.