Jk Rowling Novels Novels & Stories

There’s also a bookshelf that holds a dozen different sci-fi and fantasy books, including The Lord of the Rings, my favorite book of all time. Interested now, I pull up her bio. It’s relatively short. Sci-fi and fantasy fan (books and movies). Well, that’s cool for a start. Ravenclaw. A Harry Potter nerd. That’s okay, so am I. Shield maiden of the Rohirrim. Oh, she’s a real fan ofThe Lord of the Rings.

AUTHOR’S APPRECIATION: Voila treasured readers! Thank you very much for reaching the ending! 😊😊😊 Thanks to the point that I toppled your time upside down. You drifted along with the flow of the story even though the main characters’ stupidity are unacceptable. We loved them though. So since Rhio and Jasmin lived their happy-ever-after ending, let’s continue our other pending novels... This story will be having its Book 2. The sequel will revolve on six guys which, I knew you might have guessed, included Rhio’s only son, Kevin.

Back in LA, in times like this, where I had nothing to do and was seemingly distracted, I would lie in bed, reread one of the books on my shelf, and reread it the next day until I could almost memorize the entire thing. I'm an avid fan of reading. I loved J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter series, James Patterson's Maximum Ride Series and his other books like Suzanne's letter to Nicholas, Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson series, The Kane Chronicles, Heroes of Olympus, the House of Night series, Blue Bloods and many others I can't name now. I sighed for the second time when my aunt called my name and refused to get my butt off her black couch in the living room as I flipped the television from one chann

Once Draco left, I thoroughly checked tiny hut, there were empty pots, I hurriedly carried two pots outside and filled them with water from water well that was behind this hut and brought that back in, since it was warm as burning frying pan I decided to take cold water bath, I scrub and cleaned my body clean, once done I washed my gown and hung it up on string that was inside tiny washroom and walked out by wrapping towel around my body, this was thin and short town that was reaching up to my knees. I sat on small wooden stool that was present inside, since Draco was not back yet , I decided to go though my bag, I pulled out all four books that was written by my grandmother on Dark Creature

His eyes are cloudy and swollen. Must be one of those pure-breed lunatics and a drunk one at that. I hold his gaze, hoping he will make this easy, but he doesn't back down. When I get a little closer I let my eyes glow red. He slowly lowers his gaze like a piece of paper sinking to the bottom of a lake. I can’t help but grin as I hurry along the corridor. Why do most of them contend with me? I didn’t choose to be born a half-blood, nor did they choose to be born outside of royalty.

I flop down on the bed, which is the last I remember. I smirk as I walk by the two rooms and down the stairs. I can hear snoring from one of the rooms while whoever is asleep in the other room is mumbling about something. Riley never did tell me who exactly was moving in, but it doesn’t matter. I know all the guys on the team, and most of them are good guys. There are three that I don’t like being around because they give me the creeps. Lina doesn’t like them either. I walk into the kitchen. I pull out everything needed to make waffles, eggs, and bacon. “Well damn, a home-cooked brekky on our first morning here.” A very familiar voice says.

Drake comments. “Fuck off you little shit, that is not what made me think of this.” I sneer. I flip through the book until I find the page I am looking for. Fuck, it is him, but at the same time, it is not him. Right in front of us is Teharan, but that is not how we knew him. I link Grayston, Quade, and Barston to get their asses to the castle. Salaria comes walking in with our little girl. I was surprised it was a girl. Our family usually has boys first. Valayna is the only other girl that was born before boys. Our little Tahti is the perfect mix of Salaria and me. The boys sit back down as we wait for the others to arrive.

Still to this day she wasn’t sure if it was a real place or somewhere deep within her own psyche. It was a terrifying and yet peaceful place as it was a beautiful meadow that overlooked the chasm. The chasm was filled with this strange charcoal colored swirling mist and when you got closer to this side you could hear strange sounds rising up out of the depths. If you reached out and tried to touch the mist it forms a sticky almost tar Substance on anything it could cling too.

I shook my head squinting my eyes. “Look, I’m guessing you’ve read Harry Potter books right?” I nodded my head to the question thrown by Rilley, “It’s written by JK. Rowling right?” I nodded again,” This world is not her creation, it already exists. She wrote the book according to her experiences in this wizarding world, all the characters and places are real. Those books themselves are only that our timezones are different” “But how did she get in there? Through the barrier in Kings Cross Railway Station?” I asked.

I just had to get that book. A huge chunk of my childhood was spent reading J.K Rowling's books (including the whole, god-licious Harry Potter series which were obviously my favourite ones). Everything she wrote made me dream vividly of another world- it was nearly as fantastic as skydiving. I glanced at my legs and sighed sadly- the last thing I wanted to do was think of skydiving. I needed a few more weeks to digest that accident.