Knowing Book Novels & Stories

I left the house and rode straight to Triumph Hotel. I booked a room directly across from 701. We had plenty of cameras at home. I brought a small one with me. I was going to catch them together. Ten o'clock. No one. Eleven. Midnight. Nothing was going the way I expected. I stayed up until dawn, my eyes burning. The door across the hall never opened. Chloe never showed up. Had I been wrong? Did she really not betray me? Were those messages and photos all in my head? I wasn't even thirty yet. There was no way I could be this confused.

Joshua pondered on it, then handed two books to Ambrose. Ambrose took them and read their titles. "Think Like A Woman" and "Women's Deepest Secrets". Ambrose looked at Joshua in confusion. "What are these?" "I bought them on the way here." Joshua pointed at the book covers and said, "These are common must-knows in dating. They are perfect for you to study. Take your time to study and understand it. "When your foundation is firm, then I can teach you more. This is the best that I can do for you!"

“My father always said that the most powerful of enemies, is one you know nothing about…but they could also make the strongest of allies, when they know nothing of themselves” He said handing him the book “She is different…so different than it is dangerous, but you have the ability to end or control it…this book is the book of gods, she may relate a little to well to this” Kloss remained silent, he knew that she was something the world had never seen before, she had something rare, so the news didn't come as a shock to him

It was as if every piece of knowledge that could be useful in this world had been gathered and preserved here, waiting to be used by those who needed it. My fingers moved slowly across the shelves until they stopped on one particular title. Herb Remedies & Elixirs. The moment I read the words, something shifted inside me. It wasn’t just recognition—it was something deeper, sharper. Images flooded my mind without warning, vivid and overwhelming. A small room, dimly lit, with books scattered across a bed. Pages filled with notes written in hurried handwriting. My hands holding one of those books, flipping through it quickly, trying to memorize something important. The feeling of pressure, of n

Like someone dying horribly. He doesn’t want to know; he’s gone and I’m sure I’ll die END OF BOOK 1 ------------------------------------------

That was when she had made her first encounter with the young master of the house, whom she didn't know owned most of the books there and used it as his personal space. She had grabbed a book while cleaning the shelves, which had the title 'Knowing the logic of existing' by Saddam, a man of extremely great knowledge who lived in the city. He was a legendary among people who loved books and knowledge as a genius, who knew many unknown things. He studied and researched a lot about mysteries, and even hand wrote his books which were like treasures to many. The Haystars family library having it, was like a blessing to her. Her eyes raced left and right so fast, as she read the pages in a very sh

His worry that stemmed from data about the history of all hosts was needless in the end. "So what's the new function?" Luna prompted BaoBao. "Ah! The library resource has been made available for us!" "A library?" "Yes! There are two kinds of books in the library. The world books and the books of knowledge. The world books are chosen at random and is the next world you'd be entering. The book allows you to read the entire story before sending you in whenever you're ready. The books for knowledge are in case you need to brush up a certain kind of knowledge first before entering the world."

Unfortunately, she moved away and that was the last of my teachings along with my first and last friend. I always wondered how it would feel to go to school like Anna and the rest of the kids. I would wake up early and watch Anna and the other kids get on the big yellow car(she means bus but she only knows the word car to describe it). After Anna moved away I made sure to practice counting, shapes, and colors. I know how to count and pretty high too up to 100 Also my favorite color is pink!

She had never worn it. Now Matthew had pulled it out without hesitation, as if he were thoroughly familiar with her wardrobe. I forced the anger down and walked over to the sofa. "You seem to know her tastes pretty well." His hands paused for a beat. Then that easy, brotherly expression slipped back into place. "Come on, Leo. How would I know her better than you? I'm just offering an outside perspective." The front door opened, and Deborah walked in. She saw Matthew and stopped. Something flickered across her face, but it was gone almost as soon as it appeared.

“But I enjoy observing what happens during them.” “And?” I asked. “And you look like you’re counting minutes.” “I am.” “Good,” he said. “So am I.” He wasn't directly flirting with me, but there was this awareness between us, the kind that didn't need explanation. He didn’t ask if I was gay. He didn’t need to. The way he looked at me, direct, assessing, unashamed, told me he already knew. And worse, that he knew I knew too. “Walk with me,” he said.