Jenny Han Books Order Novels & Stories

Elias left the office with his awareness humming low and steady, the system rearranging itself around him in subtle ways. He understood now that fracture did not always announce itself as chaos. Sometimes, it arrived as order, claimed by the wrong hands.

"Just mind your business. Don't bother taking care of other people." Urrgh, she was so upset and unconsciously squeezed the book in her hand. She immediately stroked the book she had crumpled while muttering "I'm sorry, Oh, you, a window of knowledge, I didn't mean to damage you." She said then took a deep breath. After finishing arranging the books in alphabetical order, Hana descended the iron ladder that she used to reach a high place. "U..U..Uh.." Hana muttered frantically as her foot accidentally slipped. She tried hard to balance her body but... brukk.. her attempt failed and caused her to fall to the floor.

She and Cara had been preoccupied with many other things to check their social media pages. Hana’s fingers curled and uncurled as she waited for the page to load. When it did, a small scream died in her throat. She closed and opened her eyes in case she was hallucinating. But the numbers stayed the same. 1,000 preorders. How come? Cara couldn’t have bought that amount of books. Baba would have noticed. Hana reloaded the page, but the figure didn’t change. She had money. Money Baba couldn’t access. To be fair, the money wasn’t hers yet but once the book went live, it would be hers.

Yazed returned to his mother’s room and found Jenny sitting quietly next to Amber. She was reading a book about business. His mother remained asleep, to his surprise. "Oh, you're already here." Jennelyn greeted the young man warmly. If she was in a different situation, she would have thrown away the book she was just holding. She didn't particularly like reading and she didn't understand anything in that book. Another thing that annoyed her was that Amber was obviously just pretending to be asleep and didn't want to talk to her.

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“At least now I know what all the noise was about,” Dad laughed, flipping through the book. “Good afternoon, Mr. Simmons,” Jenny and Brad instantly straightened up. “I assume this is yours,” he said, handing the book to Jenny. “Yes, thank you,” she said modestly, smiling. “Now I can finish reading how the messy-haired farm boy loses the princess.” She laughed, winked at me, and sat down on the couch. “Probably best I don’t ask,” Dad chuckled and walked into the living room.

Hanin asked while looking at the amazement of the books arranged neatly on the bookshelf. Jeno sat on the chair of the study table, he then nodded while opening the book lying on the table. "Yes, all the books are mine." replied Jeno. "Amazing!" Hanin was amazed. Didn't expect Jeno to be that good in the book. Jeno even has a book as many as 2 full shelves when he is not even 7 years old. "Are all these books your parents bought?" Hanin asks again, he still wonders why Jeno can have so many books. Doesn't that guy get dizzy reading this many books.

Susy asked, suddenly animated, jumping up from the couch before taking the booklet from Jenny. “I came across it today at the antiquarian bookstore near the shop,” Jenny said enthusiastically. “Will you lend it to me once you’ve read it?” Susy asked. “You can take it today,” Jenny smiled. “I’m reading something else right now, so go ahead and take it. Just return it when you’re done.” “Thank you so much!” Susy said excitedly, and the girls hugged. Susy sat back down on the couch, Jenny grabbed a few crackers, and then she looked at the guys.

“I’ll ring these up and bill Master McCabe.” “Oh, that’s not necessary. I can afford a couple of books myself.” Hana tried to stop Finch, following him to the register. “So…did we stop here for Hana to get her ancient book fix? And oo those look interesting. You’re sharing.” Pam asked, leaning on the counter to see what books Hana was getting. “This book itself is two hundred dollars.” Finch held up the first edition of Jannot: A French Rabbit by Mireille Marokvia. “And this one is five hundred twenty-five.” He held up the copy of The Birth, life, and Acts of King Arthur by Thomas Malory.