Look Into The Book Novels & Stories

Third person POV Isabella slammed the door behind her, her legs trembling from the run it took to get her here. Stumbling towards the sink, she gripped the cool porcelain edge, her knuckles white against the sickly-sweet pink of the countertop. A wave of bile surged up her throat, burning like acid. She leaned over the basin, gagging, her stomach clenching in violent spasms. The contents of the drink – the rich, almost smokey taste of the drugged wine – now erupted in a torrent of half-digested food and bitter fluids.

If only Antonio were hear see it and Damian was in a better mood to actually pay her some attention. She finished up her meal and did the dishes and headed into the study to find something to read. It had been a while since she went in there and she hoped to find something interesting. She walked past the shelves looking at the spine of every book but she could find nothing. As she kept looking, a single book fell from the shelf. She looked around but there was no one there. She picked up the book and looked at the cover. It read: Love Conquerors All. She smiled. It seemed like something that Antonio would read. She took it to her room and began to digest the information. It was not very int

I tell him, smiling unapologetically. Lucern gives me a half ass “Mhmm” before his gaze moves back to the book spread out across his desk. “What are you looking at?” I ask him, moving around his desk to get a better look at the book. The pages appear blank before me, causing me to draw my brows together in confusion. My fingers run gently over the pages of the book, power zaps my fingers from the book like static electricity. “Well isnt’ that intriguing.”

His muscles pull tightly against the button up shirt he's wearing and I catch myself staring at him. I look away back to the book Infront of me sliding my glasses back into place. I run my eyes over the page I have flipped open and begin turning them. I've studied this way my entire life. I don't actually have to read the material to know it I just have to look at it. It's filed away in my brain for a rainy day. "There's no way you're actually reading that fast." He says looking over at the book as I continue to flip page after page only pausing long enough to rack my eyes over the content.

My eyebrows furrowed as I looked at them which seems to be never-ending. I grabbed an ordinary book before looking at every title of the books encased until I found the book of destinies. “Yes!” I shouted before I covered my mouth. I quickly opened the glass and took the floating book before replacing it with the ordinary book I found. I sighed heavily before I looked at the book in my hand. Yes, I finally got it.

I said, and Rick nodded as he walked to the center of the room and dropped into a chair. My fingers glide along the books as I read their titles. I pull one out, glance at the first few pages, and then slip it back into its place before continuing. “Hmmm,” I hummed as I squatted to see the books at the bottom. My fingers glide along the books, and my heart stops when I read one of the titles, “How to Reject a Mate and the Consequences that Follow.” Slowly, I pulled the book from its slot and flipped through a few pages.

She knocks on the door, but there's no answer. Rita decides to investigate further. She peers through the window, and sees that there's a book lying open on the floor. It's an old book with yellowed pages and a crumbling spine. The pages are fluttering in the breeze, as if someone had just put it down and walked away. Rita feels a chill run down her spine.

How strange. “Fine,” I tell Reece, thinking I should investigate. “You go ahead, and I’ll catch up with her later.” “Well, that was easier than I thought it would be,” Reece says. I’m already out of my chair. With a shrug, I walk toward the wall. I’ve got something to look into.” I glance behind me to see Tristan has pulled one of those poop books off of the shelf and is looking at it intently. He turns the book slightly as if there’s an illustration that doesn’t look right in its current direction. I shake my head and move on.

I was here because my life was on the line, and I needed answers to survive. I moved my eyes along the long lines of books, searching for anything that spoke about wolves and the bonds between them. I checked one shelf after another with care. After some time, I found an area filled with old writings about ancient rites and strange beings from the past. I reached out and pulled down a thick and heavy book. I carried it to a spot away from others. . I sat down, opened it slowly, and started to read every page with focus.

They had carried along with them her few bodyparts, which the monster had left behind. "There they are. How was the search?" Alpha Cameroon asked the moment they walked into the court chambers. That was where he liked sitting, especially when he had sent someone on a mission and was waiting for them. He had a huge book in his hands, although he was not reading it. He always carried the book with him to cover up his anxiety. "Well, I am sure the people I am talking to are not dumb or deaf either, am I right?" He peered into their eyes, freezing their innards. They weren't responding to him.