Look Out Book Novels & Stories

Just when I am supposed to take a sip, I noticed a shadow on my peripheral vision. I turned on my right side to see who is there. But it’s already gone. “Ysabella, faster. I’m so thirsty!” said my classmate at the back. “A-ah, sorry,” I said then drink. Have I been hallucinating now? Ever since I saw the photo sent to Yuji, I’ve been cautious of my environment. Who knows someone might be following me again. Every time I’ll turn my head, it feels like someone has been watching me from afar. Does this have anything to do with La Resistencia? I have to find out.

' Tom muttered as he kept on staring at the book morosely. Yesterday, when he had opened this book, he saw some kind of hand-drawn sketches. Some words were written by the side of the sketches which seems to bolt when your attention wavers only to stay still as he peers directly over them to understand the mystery before him. It was like the case of 'the more you look, the less you see. ' The words were zapping around like hyperactive happy kids but never when Tom was fully focused.

I stepped further inside, intending to wait by the couch, but the room's clean aesthetic caught my attention. It was the kind of space that would definitely distract anyone’s attention. Everything in it was deliberate. The wide desk, the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the motorised curtains all made the place look orderly and precise. I couldn’t stop myself from taking in the breathtaking view. The books on the shelf and the system architecture. Then I stopped. My eyes landed on a slim dark volume near the edge of the second shelf. The spine was black with silver lettering. Breach Protocol “D”

A single search appeared before him, and it showed the words, 'Bionic eyes'. Ben searched for the book and found it in a place where people didn't often take books from, the shelf and the books in it were very old. Ben found the book that he looked for, it was a book with very few pages. The title of the book was 'Eyes of gold' and the author's name was Franklin Gold, Ben thought it was a children's storybook after seeing the title of the book as it was written very childishly.

I looked at it with various things going through my head ,why did he have that much stuff just right here ,I just couldn't place my hands on it no matter how hard I tried to ,it was just as if nothing was going to explain the reasons why . A brown book caught my attention and when it did ,I didn't hesitate to grab it. From the hardcover ,I could tell that the content that we're In the book was going to be interesting but just as I opened one , something fell out of the book and on the floor heavily . I bent to look at it for a while, picking it up and wondering what the hell it was . looking at it ,it had two armies standing by a king in a protective manner and the king who looked directed h

Look. Everett pulled a chair over and sat down next to me. He reached towards my laptop, making my stomach flip and heart race faster, and he picked up a book next to it, ‘Hmm… “The Alpha’s Roar”?’ he read the title of one of the children’s books and chuckled, ‘Why are you looking at books for children?’

All I could see was the bracelet on Karen's wrist. It was the only keepsake my mother had ever left me. I had locked it in the bedroom safe, and only Frederick and I knew the combination. Before he left me out in the wilderness, I had begged him to give it back. However, he told me I'd get it once I realized my mistake. But now, the bracelet that should've been safely locked away was wrapped around someone else's wrist. Colette followed my gaze and noticed what I was looking at. She covered her mouth, then let out a chuckle.

She looked pampered and polished and expensive, like a trophy on display. "There's a book on the nightstand," Lena said quietly as the others began packing up their supplies. "The boss thought you might want something to read while you wait." I walked back to the bedroom on legs that felt like they belonged to someone else. The book was waiting for me on the nightstand, a novel I had never heard of with a cover that showed a woman standing at the edge of a cliff, looking out at a stormy sea. I picked it up and settled into the chair by the window, the silk of my dress rustling against the upholstery.

Cela just smiled. The viewing starts in a few minutes. Everyone gets ready to take their seats. Almost everyone came except for Nate. Good thing, Lora didn’t tell Cela about her invitation. It was supposed to be a surprise for her but fate surely has a different plan for the night. A mix of emotions sweeps the viewers of the TV adaptation of the book. It’s the last of the three in the series and it’s quite different from the first two stories that were carefully planned.

I roared. They flinched at my tone and hurriedly got to their feet. I watched in silence as they hurried out of the room. But as the last man walked out, a book fell out of his sack and it caught my attention. "What's that?" I demanded. He looked up at me with wide eyes. "I— it's just a book. . ." He stuttered. I narrowed my eyes on him. What was a nerf like him doing in this space? How was he supposed to even catch my eye?