Jellybean Book Novels & Stories

Barry waited for the girl to make her move, anticipating the moment she’d try to be sneaky, yet she still acted as though she were more enthralled with his first mate’s tale than with stealing anything. The girl stepped closer. Not more than three feet away from her was a ten-inch golden statue of Pegasus. If she tried to steal that expensive artifact, Barry would tackle her right in front of everyone. He crept away from the crates, nearing the girl just in case she slipped something of value beneath her long skirts. A few more buyers gathered around Jeffrey, listening to his first mate’s extravagant storytelling. The thief continued moving closer as though mesmerized. Would she indeed steal

"Noted, Jellybean" She slowly munches the snack and drinks the water and electrolyte drinks. She grumbles at first, but does it slowly for me. I eat as well as I know I can pass energy if need be. After about an hour, she states she is getting restless and wants to start walking. I get her out and put her in dry clothes before helping her around the room. I can see her eyeing the door as she is walking past, and I know she is worried about what's on the other side.

Jace said chuckling as he take a look at the food on his desk that Arianne manage to served. It’s all Filipino food, Arianne just missed those and she don’t think Jace had tried it before. She ordered for beef caldereta, chicken and pork adobo and karekare which has oxtail and peanut butter on it. For the dessert, they’ll have leche flan. “Babe why is there peanut butter in the oxtail stew?” “Jace calm down, it’s all edible and safe. And before you say anything to it, try it first okay?”

And maybe… just maybe there would be something useful in here—anything that would help explain what the hell was going on. The room was simple, yet everything in it seemed carefully chosen. On the table sat a jar of jelly—the exact brand I used to eat growing up. I frowned. That was strange; it was a small local brand, discontinued years ago. How did she have this? I wandered to the shelves. A crystal figurine sat next to a yellowing book of poetry. There was a handmade mug that read “Queen Bee.” It was cracked and obviously old, but it had been glued back together. A small smile tugged at my lips. Someone had loved these things enough to keep them.

ELVIS POV My eyes widened. Blood rushed in my ears. “Is that fucking real?” “Bad words, kiddo,” he chortled, clearly relishing how it got under my skin. I rolled my eyes and caught a smile—or not? I snatched the book, flipping through pages, confirming the impossible. Bee Brown’s updates had been agonizingly slow. Series one had taken forever to conclude, and I knew the wait for the sequel would feel endless. Yet here it was.

“Ok, you can open your eyes. Which was your favorite?” I don’t have the heart to tell her ‌I couldn’t tell the difference. They were all coated in her cotton candy scent, but I tell her one that tasted slightly better than the rest, “Five.” “I knew you’d get it!” She smiles from ear to ear and tosses a jelly bean at me, “Team pink for life.” “Team pink,” I eat the pink jelly bean, her favorite jelly bean that she gave up for me, and watch her mouth the word, ‘whoops,’ as she dumps a handful of what I assume are the black ones out the window of our moving vehicle.

Gummy worms, jelly beans, lollipops, M&Ms, skittles—if it's sweet, it was there in a jar. What in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is going on here? The carpet was that same awful bubblegum-pink shade. The windows were the only normal-looking part of the office. Everything else was over the top and unorthodox. “Hello, I'm Dr. Blake Nelson.” My eyes trailed to meet chocolate-coloured ones. Dark hair cascaded down past her shoulders. She had on a white coat, but I saw the casual clothes underneath. She stretched her hand and offered me juju-beans, I shook my head no. I was too busy staring at her.

I gasp at the sight. Inside is an elegant, golden necklace adorned with a delicate rose quartz pendant. It’s stunning, exquisite. A set of matching earrings gleam beside it, and I can’t resist the urge to put them on immediately. They feel perfect, like they were meant for me. Then, at the bottom of the box, I find one last item—a single pink jelly bean. My heart skips a beat.

Joy smiled, as she finished her brief summary of the book. "Wow. I am speechless. What later happened? Did he give in or disciplined himself?" Kevin and Rachael simply looked on as the two were speaking. "It is left for you to find out. The title of the book is WEIRD FEELING BY PROF ISRAEL. Do search it up on G****e, so as to know which app you can easily read it from. I am eagerly waiting for the part 2 of that book," Joy stated, as Andrew nodded.

'it wasn't. Eleanor sat down and pulled out the book she'd gotten from Gabby. What better way to divert her racing mind? She flipped pages randomly till she came across a page, which wasn't a page. It was cut into, with a smaller book hidden within that took up the rest of the page space underneath. She carefully pulled it out. It was an old brown leather cover with brownish pages. A pretty old book. She gently set down Bigfoot and opened the book, instantly getting sucked in.