Kasur In The Book Novels & Stories

How did I get so lucky? I feed them with formula I find in the empty kitchen, a better brand than the kind I was using. Once they’re both sleeping soundly, I tiptoe out of the room and to find Cassius. His study is empty, and his bedroom door is wide open, but when I peek inside, ignoring a little thrill at the sight of his broad king-size bed, and all the thoughts that provokes about the things he could do to me in that bed, it’s empty.

Chapter 3: Cassy's Perspective I woke up and got frozen as I noticed that I was not at my house, I was inside an unfamiliar place to me, a library. I was in the middle of the place that I could see the whole room, it was a huge library and it was really stunning. In my entire life, I've never seen this huge before- it was big as a palace, and what amazed me, even more, was that it has unexpected leeways for people and the fact that it towering 4 storey.

He looked a bit troubled. He slightly shook his head and smiled. “I have something for you.” My eyebrows shot up. Cassius walked towards me and handed me a book. “Here,” The book was thick; it also looked ancient based on its ripped edges on some pages. The hard cover is slightly cracked and the colors are faded. “Thank you, what is it about?” I looked at the strange book. He licked his lip, “It’s a book of angels.” I slowly nodded my head, “Huh,” I shrugged

"This is my and Kazuo's crazy game book. Maroon is mine, Scarlet is Kazuo's. Those are the names of women that we have put in here. Yeah, into the persecution room." "What a bitch!" I cursed. My hands are shaking even to hold this book, let alone to read it. Ozgur took this book in my hand, then he stepped into the fireplace, and he threw the Red Book there. "Yes, I am." said him. "I'm a total bastard, Ara. Here I am... I've already told you all my secrets. In fact, I feel it would be inappropriate to ask you to stay with me." Ozgur looked at me with a sad look, then he sat back on the couch. "Are you disgusted with me, Ara? I'm just a stain in your life."

I said shaking my head "Brandon used to hate it when I tried, can't say I blame him though but he always belittled me about it” Cassie's smile faltered slightly but she recovered, offering me a sympathetic smile "Well I think we’ve all established that Brandon is a major asshole” After breakfast the boys still hadn't returned from their walk so Cassandra led me up to her room, which had a wide balcony that overlooked the front of the house perfect for keeping an eye on the entrance. We settled in and she pulled out a book titled "Coraline” and started explaining some of the conspiracy theories in the book to me.

her fingers moved in the air "in case you need something, just speak out loud, but I particularly like to look for myself." "Wow..." I couldn’t keep it from slipping through my lips. Even the library that Callisto had given to Loren was not so amazing, although it had thousands of books scattered everywhere and among them legends and ancient tales that had long been forgotten. "It’s no big deal" Asra said and her eyes shone "but I confess I like that place, it makes me... feel at home." Casa. That particular word seemed to come out with a melancholy air. But why? We were in his palace, we were in his house.

Author P.O.V. “Hmmm…” Casey muttered as she scanned the series of books on her cousin's bookshelf. A frustrated sigh escaped her lips as her fingers brushed over a particularly dusty volume. But nothing had quite caught her interest yet. Behind her, Zazu sat curled up on the couch, swirling wine in her glass with a smirk playing on her lips. She watched Casey with mild amusement. “So let me get this straight. You are telling me that lousy son of a bitch got that girl pregnant, and then you hurt yourself while spying on them?” Zazu asked, dissolving into laughter.

kashvi gasped with the sudden sound which echoed enough loud to frighten her since the house was dead silent, due to it she came back to her real situation where she saw that her book has fallen from her hands, resting on the floor. She picks up a book and opened it to read for some time, she is reading a novel that has a kind of Cinderella story theme in it. she imagined herself being Cinderella but the defence is that her family is good with her but the man who is her husband is her kidnapper and life ruiner. Not keeping up anymore with her weak self kashvi dropped into a deep sleep. . . It's noon and the sun is setting down making the sky go read in its shyness by the sun's love.