Lara Croft Novels Novels & Stories

Lara felt inspired to turn her bitter experiences into a book. "Would anyone even buy it? Hehe... why bother reading other people's life stories?" Lara chuckled to herself. But, actually, what she experienced was truly like a story in a romance novel. The difference was, her story fell into the thriller genre, not pure romance. Sometimes, Lara also felt that the scriptwriter of her life was so troublesome. "If only my life were written by someone... I'd definitely visit their house and protest! The writer is so cruel!" Lara grumbled irritably while flipping through the pages of the nearly finished novel.

" she looked at me, her eyes glossy. I sighed. Then she looked like she had remembered something all of a sudden and got up and walked to the dining table to retrieve something from her bag. I turned to look at the fireplace and saw that there was a lighter next to it, maybe I could light it up later on. Latifah came back to me with five books in her hands. She handed them to me. "I hope you like Percy Jackson." she told me while I stared at the books. It was a series. I looked at their covers. #1 Percy Jackson, The lightening thief. #2 Percy Jackson, The sea of monsters. #3 Percy Jackson, The Titan's curse. #4 Percy Jackson, The Labyrinth. And #5 Percy Jackson, The Last Olympian. I stared a

But she hoped that even Scar wouldn't sink so low as to ruin their wedding day. After everything ws organized and put away, Lacey headed out to the living room and poured herself a glass of wine. Then she eyed the wall of books on the far wall. John Grisham... Tom Clancy.... Then there were classics such as The Three Musketeers, The Man in the Iron Mask, both by Alexandre Dumas; as well as Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea and From the Earth to the Moon, both by Jules Verne; and much more. It was an impressive collection. She chose From the Earth to the Moon and then sat on the couch to wait for Julien.

Neither of then knew whether she wiuld be coming after seven years ago or she was going to come back soon enough. Elinda and the spy, whom people came to find out her name was Ana, were loathed by eveyone. Everywhere they went to, they were knocked aside as if they were some dustbins and chased away from people’s presence. All the pack member’s beileved, Karen had decided to go away because of them. Harriet, Peter, Kelvin and Patrilia, suck themselves into magic books and anciet libraries looking in there was anywhere written about raising then long gone souls.

and with that, Cassandra walked out of the office. Lara moved around, touching the shelf. It was dusty. The books looked old and some were even torn. When was the last time someone went through the records? She frowned. How did they function without knowing what they were doing? She picked up a book and opened it. It had records of every sword produced in that year and their prices. She tried recalling the current price for one. With books like this, she would be able to hone her calculation skills. She smiled and sat down on the dirty chair, unbothered. She brought out some other books and placed them on the table.

Lyra rolled her eyes and walked to the door, just as she was about to open it, the door flung open and a delicious scent hit her. Just as she was beginning to bask in the intoxicating scent, her eyes met his familiar blue ones. At the sight of the eyes, her breath caught and she mustered a word. “J?” *** Lyra had just been craving a particular raspberry and white chocolate cupcakes. It was the week were they abstained from every non vegan food, but Lyra being Lyra always gets what she wants. She sneaked out of her dorm and headed towards Tyler's corner. Whenever she wanted to do something illegal, Tyler was her buddy, her partner in crime.

Standing between the two of them and looking uncomfortable, Una remained silent as she looked down and fiddled with her hands. “John Wick,” Will replied. Glen eyed Una again, playfully narrowing his eyes. “And let me guess what you are, Una. Judging from your black leather boots, skinny jeans, t-shirt with a rock band print, I’m guessing you are…Lara Croft?” Will smiled uneasily with a hint of unbridled annoyance. “She’s a rocker chick, music lover, easy-going girl, with an edge and a tough side.” Una nodded slowly. “Somewhat, yeah.”

You won't escape from me again,’ he draws out another gun and starts shooting, but she was too far, and couldn't get an aim on her. Clara was climbing over one of the fences when she saw the headlights of an oncoming car. It was her chance to get out of there. She almost gets run over as she flags the car down, but then a thought sneaks into her mind, ‘What if it's one of them?’ Then it’s too late for her, anyway. ‘Carmen! Carmen!... Clara! Get in!’ It was her uncle, Nicholas Jacobs, the conniving bastard who sold her out to the criminals.

When we're on the near of national bookstore, I turn to the both of them. "Wait, before we go home. I just have something to buy here." They both looked at each other before we enter the bookstore. I let them looked for some bag, while I was on the part of the shelves where the books are in. I see first the bunch of those novels about vampires, novels with several erotics content, and then when I slightly kneeled down I was happy to see the lines of books about werewolves. When we're at the cashier, Leticia and Lara's brows lift up when they looked at me.

Yvette and I fell to the ground, and I stayed put on the floor for a while, catching my breath. Yvette suddenly gasped, sitting up with her eyes open. “Nice. You chose to wake up now.” I said with a roll of my eyes. “The book.” She mumbled. “It’s gone.” I said. Yvette sighed and blew out a breath. “What did it say?” I said softly, rising to sit beside her. “You once said the girl changed into a creature you had never seen, right? Well, the one the prophecy spoke about is a Chimera wolf.”