Kobo Page Turner Novels & Stories

Inside ledger pages stitched together with a woman’s hand, neat, practical, and uncompromising. Dates. Hours. Wick purchases are listed as “double.” Small coins and large ones. Initials that made my throat hot. S, E, A. A sketch of the lighthouse lens with notes a schoolboy would blush to keep “blue on the fourth turn” and payment promised for keeping it so. Kade drifted nearer, not to crowd, to witness. He didn’t reach for the pages. He doesn’t put his hands on a thing until he knows what it costs. “Any more?” he asked.

I touch its glass cover and to my surprise, it vanishes in just a snap. The book floats mid-air and emits blinding light. It starts glowing and the pages start to turn. A few moments afterward, the pages stop turning. The glow starts to vanish, and the book moves toward my hand. Just like the book I was reading earlier, it has a leather hardbound cover and its title are embroidered with gold. 'The Untold' I said as I've read the title. I turn the cover and start reading once again. ----- THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW

Could you please tell me why I cannot read the next page or any other page? [Host has understood 1% of the content of the First Page] [The Second Page will be accessible after the Host gains 100% on the first page] You!! AGGHH! Why aren't you letting me be overpowered! [I've overpowered the host enough. Get to work!] As I thought of destroying the book, I became furious, but I calmed down immediately. Relax, it's nothing to worry about. There is no free meal available. I got a gist of how the book works, the reader moves onto the next page once they have understood 100% of that page.

A boy’s voice is tinged with disdain as he speaks in a low whisper. Ignoring the sting of the words, I move to the next shelf, determined to finish my task. I run my fingers along the spines of the books, feeling the textured wear of countless hands that have held them before. I place another card in front of an ancient copy of Turned By Moonlight, the pristine white of the new card stark against the yellowed pages.

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.

The little goblin stood this way, the book held tightly in her hands, her lips moving silently. "Well?" Mike asked after nearly a minute had passed. "Tink doesn't remember." Shoulders slumping, Tink handed the book to Mike. "Maybe husband figure out?" "We'll see." Opening the book, he was surprised to see the words swim across the page, the text fixing itself in place before his eyes. Expecting some profound piece of magic, he realized he was looking at a fairly simple recipe for peanut butter cookies. Flipping back and forth, he saw that the recipe was the same on every page.

Nobody went smaller in gambling. So she pulled out her car key and slammed it on the table. “A Porsche Panamera. I just bought it, and it cost over a million. So let’s call it one million flat. You in?” I stared at the keys, eyes glinting, and Taylor smirked knowingly. She covered the keys with her hand. “I’m putting up a million dollars. You’ll have to put up something equal in value.” “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.”

Slowly, carefully, he lifted the book from its pedestal. “Got it," he whispered triumphantly. The eBook felt historical, its cover worn but still vibrant with problematic designs. He opened it to the first page, eyes scanning swiftly. The text changed into written in an antique dialect, but Michael had studied enough to apprehend the gist. This e book held secrets and techniques, powerful ones that might exchange the whole thing.