Lost Time Book Novels & Stories

"Someone asked whether the book was about loss or about what happens after loss. I told them it was about what you carry. That seemed to be the truest answer available." Theo called the following evening from the same hotel, which meant they were sharing the logistical arrangements efficiently, exactly as Mara had predicted. "She was remarkable tonight," he said. "There was a moment when she said the book was about what you carry rather than about loss or recovery, and the whole room went quiet in a way I have never heard a room go quiet before. Everyone in it understood something at the same time." Mara put the phone down afterward and sat at the study desk.

I meant to transfer her to the Michigan branch if she continued to pester me with her loud music. When the driver started the car, I studied the book cover she gave me. Only now did I realize the title of the book, “Where Do Broken Hearts Go?” I suddenly worried about Leigh after realizing that this book is a kind of self-help, an inspiring book providing insights about loss and grief. I close my eyes, wondering how Leigh is now.

BENJAMIN’S POV She was already gone by the time I finished reading. I stood in the training yard with the cold coming up off the ground and read it again, because the first time through I'd been busy deciding it was wrong. It wasn't wrong. Eloise Vance had written it the morning after in a clean clinical hand — disorientation, memory loss, a bitter taste consistent with a sedating compound — and some council member who'd had the decency to leave the pack since had buried it inside forty-eight hours. Seven years ago.

I wondered how my mother and her father would feel now. How loss never really chose sides. How it simply came. And stayed. THE END OF BOOK ONE

I'm too chicken-shit to say the words because this world is about to destroyed. "I understand, Jessa," Brixtius once again shocked me. This time for his kindness. "I'll give you all the time you need to heal," his eyes full of hope. "Thank you," I answer, my eyes starting to glisten from tears. Why is love so damn draining? But time is not on our side...

Sorry. I've lost track of this story and am putting it on hold for now. maybe I'll come back to it at some point.

They were all telling her that they'd be there but they don't really know when to be there for her. Just like when her cousin Kendal used to tell her that she has got her back. Just like when her only best friend at school said that they will always be friends. Just when Fred said I'll be right here. Where are they? Gone. Kendal gave up on her. The only one whom she considered her best friend found new friends in college and forgot about her. Fred? He's probably seeking the things she could not give him, his needs. Ah fuck needs! "Stop it, Brie," she whispers to herself. "Stop thinking about those people who weren't bothered when they lost you." She sniffed, slight smoke coming from her mout

We need to find the key" he said. His man that just entered furrowed his eyebrows. He had no idea what was happening. "Lost blood? Key?" He thought. "How do we find the key master?" He asked. "It's no ordinary key. It's a book. That book can lead us to the girl once the power is activated. That means, once she has reached the age to be sacrifice, the book will be awoken" he said. "Oh" he murmured and lowered his gaze. Slowly, he was understanding how everything worked.

I let the rainbow colours come again. The Here and Now It's taken way too long to get to Tim's home, back from my trip to the lake. “Hey Alex, nice to have you back. Susan will drop by in a moment to discuss something about the band, but we've got some time right now.” Tim cheerfully greets me at the door. I run past him to the bookcase. And on the way I yell, "Do you still have the book The Time Machine?" "No sorry, I lost it a long time ago. Otherwise I would have already given it to you when you started about time travel.”

I placed the coffee down the floor and sat at the floor already while flipping through the pages of my favorite novel book. This book is about a cursed love, that no matter how cruel fate is with them they still choose to love each other, that only death could tear them apart. I remembered that this book belongs to my mother and was passed down to me. As I was about to flip the book to another page a white long envelope fell down. I closed the book and picked up the envelope. Selene, our moon. Does the letter belong to me? I had the urge to open it already because I don’t know. It was weird to find a letter like this.