Kindle Page Turning Novels & Stories

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Chapter 120: What the First Page Said The sound of the unlocking click echoed far beyond the Threshold. It moved through the folding horizon. Through the silent Pillars. Through every layer of the dream. A single sound. A single permission. And then the first page turned. Nobody touched it. Nobody stood inside the room. Yet the page moved slowly on its own. As though an unseen hand had been waiting centuries for that moment. The projection sharpened.

“Earlier, I won half a million grand, and with my house deed added in, that’s about a million. I’m not taking advantage of you.” That was exactly what Taylor wanted to hear. She swore to herself she’d win this one back no matter what. This time, she didn’t do any dramatic posing or chanting. She focused completely, listening to the dice, shaking with precision. However, unless she had X-ray vision, it was still luck in the end. Four fives, one two, and one three—twenty-five points. I lifted mine to find six sixes again, though no vertical stack this time. The Panamera was now mine.

Arnold explained. “Mumma, can I also touch it,” Sia asked stretching her hand to touch the book. When Sarah nodded, Sia took the book from her mother and turned it this way and that. Then she said frowning, “Mumma, there is no screen, there are no buttons either. What do we do with it?” “Let me show you,” Sarah said and opened the book for her. “You read one page and then you can turn the page to read the next one.”

I turned to see who had come in. Joseph was tall and handsome, with a deep, thoughtful look in his eyes. He caught everyone's attention the moment he walked in. Then, he gave me a warm and gentle smile. Jealousy flickered in Elliot's eyes as he stood up and said anxiously, "My brother's here. Come on, get up and sit by me!" When I did not move, Elliot came over and grabbed my wrist, saying, "I know you're upset about the ring, but I promised to get you a new one, didn't I? You're carrying my child. Don't be mad, or people will laugh at us!"

I flipped it in the next page but I only saw a blank page, all of the pages were now pure white like nothing is really written in there. "What are you doing?" I almost jumped in surprise after hearing a voice beside me. "Nothing," I answered and closed the book. His eyes widen just by looking at the cover of it. "Have you seen something in that book?" "Just the first page" I answered but he seemed so shocked by my answer. "First page?" He asked like I just did the most imposable thing in the world. "Yeah, this one." I flipped the book to the first page but it became blank suddenly. I just saw it a while ago! How did it happen? I checked all of the pages thinking that it must be in somewhere

She hoped she’d be able to remember Lexi’s name at least. Once they got inside Jack’s house, they sat down in the parlor. Sounds of the healers looking over Slate from one of the guest rooms filtered through the walls. “Okay,” Lexi said, and a blue glow began to glow from her hands. “Let me see.” A moment later, the book’s pages began to turn. They flipped for a few moments, and then they stopped about three-fourths of the way through the book. Lexi’s forehead furrowed. “This is strange.” Her eyes moved rapidly over the writing on the page as she traced from one line to the next from the top of the page to the bottom. “This isn’t what I was expecting at all.”

Her thoughts wouldn’t slow down. She began flipping through every page, desperate for sense. Then she noticed something strange, tiny marks in the corners of some pages. Dots. Circles. A pattern. She counted them, one, two, three, four… eight. The eighth marked page was the last one. She turned it slowly. It was blank. Or so it seemed. When she tilted the notebook toward the light, faint pencil impressions appeared, shadows of words written on a missing page that had been torn out.

Adrian could barely breathe. After a long silence... he whispered, "It says..." "...the Final Reader..." "...has been following me since the first chapter." Silence swallowed the Hall. Even the candles stopped moving. Far below the staircase... something smiled. And somewhere beyond the Twelfth Door... another page... turned by itself. The smile vanished. Not because it had disappeared... Because reality refused to remember it. Adrian tightened his grip on the single page. The sentence written upon it slowly faded... as though it had never existed.

Chup looked away from the book. "What? How? Who is reading the book?" She laughed. "It's from the device." Chihun tapped her glasses. "It scans the page and reads it out loud." Mrs. Chup's face lit up even more after Chihun responded. "That's incredible." She felt around for Chihun, who reached out his hands. "So I'll be able to read my book." Her voice cracked. "You'll be able to read all your books, now." he patted her hand, Mrs. Chup rubbed her eyes.

“Please tell me you have a plan that doesn’t involve us putting all of these books back by hand.” A grin spreads across my face. Turning my attention back to the tables covered in books, I chant the words that I’ve said thousands of times over my life. Magic begins to swirl around us. Books quickly lift from the tables, flying through the air as they make their way to their place on the shelves. “Oww…” Kenji yelps, rubbing the back of his head. “That book hit me.” A scowl covers his face. A chuckle rumbles up my chest. “You have to watch out for items flying through the air.” I move my head to the left, avoiding being the next one to get hit in the head with a book. Jamari shakes her head at