Lynn Nottage Books Novels & Stories

Was this one of the books Ronan had used when looking for a cure for Leo's curse? I looked through the first few pages and noticed some handwritten notes in the margins. I scrunched my nose. I had seen Ronan's signature on my father's documents before and this didn't look like his writing, but I couldn't discern who else's it would be. Maybe Lady Lyndra was helping him, or Orene? I moved through the pages with delicate fascination, and stopped myself when I flipped past a page with a title that grabbed my attention. I turned back and read the title: 'Ancient Alpha'.

There were also a number of books that were blank on the spines, which was interesting. I took one of the blank-spined books out and opened it up on a random page. Disappointment hit me. It was some kind of logbook or something. All handwritten notes, the script fine and meticulous. Stuff about ports and prizes and crap like that. I checked another. Same deal. Meh, not helpful. I placed it back on the shelf and pulled out Clarissa's Folly next, easing it over the wooden lip of the shelf that held the books safely in place. Hopefully this one might yield something more helpful.

Whoever tore the pages of the book, did it very carefully… in fact, they did it so cleanly that Levy would’ve never found what was wrong with the book unless she carefully skimmed through each page. She hurriedly threw the book aside and then opened another —— “ From this too …” One after another she looked through each book and sure enough out of ten books seven of them had missing pages and the same thing could be said about the notebooks that had pages torn through them. Having skimmed through everything Levy felt the last notebook slip out of her hands as she stumbled and almost fell back on the chair behind her ….the pages were torn from the books meaning someone wanted to stop her from

I mean, the walls and the shelves are clean, and there's no visible dust on the books from my view point. But... all the books look... unused. I almost start to wonder if it were wrong to take books from here, but then Nyall brought me here. I don't think he'll do that if it isn't right. I pause, quirking my lips to the side, then stretch out my right hand and slide a book free from the shelf. The book's title is 'Herbals of the Northern Ridge', and as I stare at the front cover, I wonder if it would have what I'm looking for.

She gasped. “Wait—this isn’t a lineage book,” she said. “It’s... oh goddess, Kayla—look.” I turned toward her. She held up a thick black leather-bound book. Gold lettering had long since faded, but one sentence remained etched across the front: My secret thoughts. I couldn't see the Authors name though. Just the title. “Is that a diary?” I whispered. “Looks like it.” "Belonging to who?" I asked but Ingrid shook her head.

She mumbled. Trinity eyed her suspiciously then glanced at the book pile on the table before them. Trinity frowned a bit. “What’s this?” She asked and picked up the book on top of the book pile. The big note pad with a cover decorated with Sonic the hedgehog pictures. Her eyes moving from Trinity to the book, watched Trinity study the book with keen interest. The failure of her attempts to be more precise. She could imagine Trinity trying to read past her scribblings since she heard the depressing news from Mrs. Caitlyn this morning, trying to make some sense of it.

K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestsellers, Breach and Becoming Mrs Lockwood. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.

he said. He spoke quietly into his earpiece. A pause. Then he nodded once. "Yes," he said. I walked back to my room with the book held against my chest. The negotiation book. But my mind was still on the other one. Dark green spine. Faded gold lettering. Third shelf from the bottom. Four books from the left. Stone City's history sitting quietly in the corner of Ryan Thompson's library. Waiting. I sat on the edge of my bed and looked at the cover in my hands.

Giving her aunt a nod as she walked past her. Layla could finally focus on what she came to the library for, although at the back of her mind she wished Nelle could stay longer. She sat down at one of the tables and scanned the books cover. It was covered in worn midnight-blue leather and had no title, though, it was covered in intricate golden designs that glimmered under the light. * buzz – buzz * “Just when I was about to start reading it, great.” Scoffed Layla as she grew weary.

Just a final reminder that the next book is up, "Lycan's Little Prey" I assure you that you wanna delve into Arya's story.