Look Away Look Away Book Novels & Stories

Nova yelled. Nova kept scattering the room with everything she had in her. She advanced to his shelf and pulled it down, scattering every book in it. Suddenly, a brown rusty book fell and it caught her attention. She glared at the book, having a little spark in her heart as she glared at the book. She slowly picked up as her gaze narrowed upon the book. Her instincts flared as her gaze remained fixated upon the book.

In any case, when the obvious stirring of clothing being expelled didn’t come, he scowled at the stunning hush and opened his eyes to discover Heather gazing at him in something associated to shock. She stood solidified with her shirt midway off, one arm out of its sleeve, her expressive eyes wide and unblinking and stuck to his uncovered chest. He cocked an eyebrow at her, satisfied that his uncovered shape had affected such a response as he held up for her to return the favor. When she at last taken note him observing her, she squinted a few times, coming out of her trance. And at that point she frowned. "Turn around," she ordered. But he fair lifted his arms back up onto the rocks adjacen

The book had no images with colour, but I could already imagine the creature with bright glowing green eyes. Oh no.

It was like a whisper in my ear, telling me to keep the book close and not to let it out of my sight. I paused, staring at the book in my hand. It was old and worn, with frayed edges and yellowed pages. There was nothing particularly remarkable about it, yet I couldn't bring myself to let go. I turned it over in my hands, feeling the weight of it, and studying the faded cover. It was then that I noticed the strange symbol etched onto the front, a symbol that seemed to pulse with something, energy.

She says as she hands me the book that has clearly been read a lot of times. Sitting down I take the book from her, our hands briefly touch again the strange but pleasant feeling is there. “Thank you, I’ll definitely give it a read” She just nods and goes back to watching the swans. “Astrid” She turns to look at me “Ye!” Her big golden eyes turn looking at me directly, and for the first time I notice that her eyes look as though they are swirls of golden lava moving.

Alyssa exclaimed after seeing all the things on a particular page. "What Is it, Alyssa?" Asked Berk worried. "Don't worry Berk everything is going to be fine, let's go," replied Alyssa as she keeps the book on the floor. "Are we done?" Berk asked surprised. "Yes we are," Alyssa replied and they both left the room. As soon as they turned and left the room, the book closes back by itself, and the book cover reads; 'THE BOOK OF SHADOWS' and then the book disappears. . .

I glance back around and I dare not look back again, with no intention of driving myself crazy under those alluring dangerous eyes. ******** Peace and quiet, the one thing I needed the most today and my little hide out, at the back of the mini library has provided that. I just hope no one will disturb me. Bring so engrossed in a good book, it takes me a while to notice someone coming my way. I force my eyes away from the page I'm on to look up, furrowing my brows at the sight of that boy, standing ten feet away from me. I can't help my eyes in watching him scan the books, his own brows furrowed in concentration.

Inside the Archive, the shelves moved with my breath. I passed by a book bound in velvet dusk. Its title: The First Time You Chose Softness Over Safety. Another: How You Loved When No One Was Looking. I reached for a third. It burned with light before revealing its name: What You Became When You Stopped Trying to Be Understood. I wept then—not from pain, but from reunion. The guide touched my shoulder. “There’s one more,” they said. They led me to a door I hadn’t noticed.

The old book lay at the center, its pages glowing faintly in the dim light. “Now what?” Ryan asked, his tone light but his expression tense. “Close your eyes and focus,” Anna read aloud. “Picture your reflection. See yourself, all of yourself. Your strengths, your fears, your secrets.” The room seemed to grow colder as they closed their eyes, their breathing synchronized. The faint glow from the book intensified, casting eerie shadows across the walls. Anna’s voice trembled as she continued reading. “Speak the words: Reveal the truth, show me my reflection, and guide me to victory.”

Once my eyes adjusted to the light, I immediately checked Tommy over from head to toe before turning my still-shaken gaze to Angelica. She was no longer the polished, sharp general manager she used to be. Her white shirt had yellowed, the collar frayed. Her bangs hung over her eyes, and she looked gaunt and pale. "What's wrong?" Angelica pressed her face close to mine, and I instinctively recoiled. Her bloodshot eyes fixed on me, yet a smile spread across her face. "Devon, you still care about me, don't you? You still love me, right?