Killing Time Book Novels & Stories

' The 21st of March was the day I met freshman Hannah. That meant I was killed right after I took the train back. That explained why she never received a reply from me. Hannah nearly broke down. Who killed me? We had agreed to meet. We even promised we would attend the same college. Who was the person who killed me? Hannah's eyes welled with tears. She suddenly noticed a bloodstained note on the floor. The handwriting belonged to me. "Hannah, forget me." The paper had already turned yellow with age.

She looked up at the clock covered in fog and worriedly asked: – When my mother's memories are awakened, does something happen? Why am I not allowed to do that? The person in front of her sneered. He coldly replied: – Human, thankfully; I'm glad you can think like that. Something will indeed happen. Since your mother's memory of the non-existent timeline has been awakened, she will be watched over by the time principle. Then she will no longer belong to this timeline, so your mother will return to that old timeline. So.. she will die. Not only will she die, but she will also fall into a chaotic time, forever unable to get out. Even if you succeed in correcting the past, later on, she won't b

There was no time to make him dinner. Still, I nodded. I could change my flight to 10 p.m. and let that meal be my last goodbye.

that made her grandmother laugh, ‘that’s great, you better start practice reading… now come here and I’ll read you another one and you’ll sleep after okay? Kaia nodded and went back to lying on her bed. Her grandmother started the story, and it wasn’t long before she saw Kaia’s eyes began to droop and she fell asleep. She closed the book she was reading before she pulls the covers up to Kaia’s shoulders. She kissed her goodnight before going out the room, turning off the lights. The next morning, while Kaia, her sister Kayla, and their parents are eating when her grandmother announced something. “I just published a new book! It’s bound to some bookstores already by tomorrow” she said proudly

Cassius said with a smirk, likely mistaking my gaze on the bookshelves as me restraining myself from browsing them. Despite not feeling as enthusiastic as he assumed, I still went for the books. I let my hands trail across the spine of the books, stopping on the thickest one. I carefully pulled it out, afraid to even scratch the cover. “That’s the novel section of the books. There’s really no title on the cover because it’s printed on the first page,” Cassius explained from his bean bag. I nodded at his explanation and opened the book. My heart nearly dropped upon reading the title. Was this just a coincidence? Written in an elegant font was ‘The Second Time Around: Chronicles of Ava Midgen’

Before I could say anything else, she lurched off, taking a long pull at her bottle as she headed through the glass sliding doors and into the house. I turned to Killian. “I don’t – I don’t want to – ” He patted my arm consolingly. “Don’t let it trouble you.” “What, Riley?” “No, lookin’ over your shoulder at the dark.” I frowned. “…what?” “There was this book I read once, belonged to a bird datin’ one of me mates. ‘The Secret Language of Birthdays,’ or somethin’ like that. I thought it was going to be shite, but I was actually quite shocked how accurate it was.”

My Gangster Babysitter is the fourth book of the Love For The Wicked Series. This is a spinoff of Mrs. Martinelli, The Perfect Mafia Wife, and contains a few spoilers. Either way, this can be read as a stand-alone. Please don't forget to follow me on my lnstagram account Castiellj. . . ~Benny~ It felt like hours when in reality; it had only been five minutes. The clock was ticking. Shaving off the five minutes I’d been ogling this metal door, I only got twenty-five left before the guards swept the basement for their rounds.

What better way to eliminate boredom than by reading a book? I had recently downloaded a reading app, where you can read your favourite stories of different genres. Right now I am reading a novel called Loving Hayden. It is about two teens who were once archenemies but later became friends with their enemies. Okay, maybe not friends with benefits, more like enemies with benefits. I was eager to see where their relationship was going to lead. I continue to flip through my phone as I read the story. I was so engrossed with the story that I didn't realize how much time had passed. I was disturbed by the sound of a knock at the door.

"I need the anatomy book you've got—full-on body display and the one murderers look for.." The man licks his lips, swallowing before seeming to open a secret drawer underneath his desk. "I know what you need; this book is named, 'How To Kill Like A Serial Killer,' and it's everything you're searching for, ma’am." I smile. "How much?" Two minutes later, I hurry to leave the bookstore. I ended up buying the goddamn book and some other anatomy book I’m obsessed with to keep me up all night and ignore Axel. These books will surely keep me from trying to kill Axel.

I checked the time,omg it 3 pm already Wow time really do fly I guess, it must be Bianca or Richard Richard didn't say the specific time he will be home,I packed the books lying on the floor back into the bookshelf and went out to open the door. TBC