Novel & Cerita Look For Me There Book Review

Her floor grazing, sheer grey dress flows and billows like wisps of smoke as she hastily opens the door and makes for the cover of the trees. The book weighs heavy in my pocket and thuds against my ribs as I lengthen my stride to keep up with her. For a moment I think she may have forgotten about my taking possession of it. A voice screaming inside me tells me that this is what I have been searching for. Call it instinct, magic, fate, whatever, but I can not let it go. “My book please.” Imelda stops and turns to me with outstretched, open hands and a slight labour to her breathing.

I shoved a forkful of Mac and cheese into my mouth, savoring the taste then drank some water and continued eating, trying my best not to think about Micah and his beautiful face. Once I was done eating, I decided to go do some of my homework. I took out my bag and rummaged for my book. I took out the book that I had something hidden in. Ohh, when I search for it I couldn’t find it. My eyes jolted wide open, where was it!?

However, Andre only needed one glance to sense that something was wrong. Why was there not a single trace of Roxanne's belongings? The realization struck him hard, and his heart skipped several beats. He immediately rushed back to the old house in a panic. The entire place was empty. He searched every room inside and out but found no sign of anyone. It was only when he stepped into the bedroom that he finally saw something—a camera and a stack of documents sitting neatly on the bedside table. Remembering how happy Roxanne had looked just days ago, carrying that camera around, Andre let out a temporary sigh of relief. He pressed the power button, curious to see what she had filmed.

As soon as I said I didn’t have a clue where these jewels he wants so badly are, a sigh left his disgusting lips, and he turns away shaking his head as though I was some disobedient child who had stepped out of line and he was so disappointed with me. But the moment he was no longer staring at me and watching my every move, my eyes began to scan my surroundings in hopes of finding anything that could help me take this man down long enough so I could run. The moment my eyes fell upon the desk right beside me where a large and heavy looking book sat, it seemed to be my only hope.

Sorren’s POV I was in the library, patiently waiting for Khalid and Mira to arrive. I didn't wait at the door to avoid a certain look. Since they were taking too much time, I took a walk round the shelves, checking books out. I had a vague memory of the book she was reading, so I searched for it. After walking around the shelves twice, I finally found it in a corner. There was a small pencil by the side which made it easier to locate.

Reflectively, I stopped talking to catch it with both hands. And as I looked down, I saw something I hadn’t expected to see again. ...It was my bag. My breath caught in my throat as I stared at it, completely in disbelief it was real, but I immediately rushed to look inside. Sure enough, my book was still there. The cover appeared to have some scratches on it, probably from when I was kicked along the rocky ground, but it was otherwise still intact. “My book...,” I choked out. “You found my book... where was it?”

Tessa and Alex both nod. "Should I help you?" Alex asks. "No, I'll look for it myself. You guys wait for me here." I say and walk out of the cube in search of my darling book. Now, in usual instances I read up online or order a book online. But this place is far from being usual and online book delivery is not an option. And the vast this library is, I doubt if any book is not available here. Hence I walk towards one of the shelves behind our cube and look for any suitable title. A book catches my eye and I pull it out.

I know what I'm doing is wrong, but what she doesn't know won't hurt her, right? The way she limped up the stairs still disturbs me. Kaima was simply careless and I couldn't stop myself from throwing daggers at her with my eyes... she was too occupied to notice, anyway. She sat opposite me on our study table but she was too engrossed and at some intervals too excited to be the same girl who always groans at the sight of her books. Even I wouldn't and I can say for a fact that I love studying, except... I zoomed my sight on the book in her hands. That wasn't her basic technology textbook. It's a novel, one that isn't part of her literature class and the title- 'One night with the playboy'

My eyes widen as I read the synopsis, a girl whose life is in his hands. I wonder how could that be. There's nothing much but the scenes were pretty familiar. I looked at the author. Don'tLookForMe. That was his pen name. I looked and scrolled his profile but he has none on the list just his entry. I wasn't lucky enough to have so many details about the author. So the author of this one is playing mystery huh. but why does this book looks like it was written for me? Interesting. I might find answers while reading this...

Elsie says. "I'm going home?" I choke out, clutching my sore throat. "Yes. But you aren't going alone," Oberan says. "I'm coming, as well as Lauralie and Levi," Declan says, giving my hand a squeeze. Just then, Jesse bursted into the room with a book in his hand, waving it around. "I found it!" he yells. There is a collective sigh of relief that fills the room, and I didn't understand what was going on.