Memorize Light Novel Novels & Stories

I tried to keep my face straight and continue reading. "15th of February, Year 1522. As for me, Janice Arcala Katelyn Gustav, as a fan of online literature and animes, I loved reading transmigration genre novels and isekai animes. I know quite a lot of useful things and specifically read up on the corresponding knowledge! "This is the stage where I can display my abilities! "But, I realized that my memory is not good! I almost forgot everything! "Heaven allowed me to move to another world, but I wasn't given an outstanding memory or a system. Nor was I given a two-way door. How can I survive like this!?

The thing is that she knows this name very well because this name belongs to one of the cannon fodder in a novel. Melissa prefers reading classics to other genres. She only read the novel because her otaku sister forced her to read it on the basis of bonding with another half of their culture. Just by looking at the novel’s title, Melissa returned the book back to her sister with a solemn face. Praying for her non-existent Intelligence. Who knew her sister would hound her every day to read this retarded novel because she wants her to draw a doujinshi.

Monica said. "Oga-kun, didn't you buy Shizuru-sensei's novel before?" Miu asked. "I bought it, but I hadn't read it since there were a lot of things happening in the past few days, however, right now, we're talking about Kiriya-sensei's question." Monica rubbed his chin and said, "Personally, I like books and I like to read light novels," Monica said. It wasn't exactly him who loved to read a light novel, but it was the previous Monica Oga, who had a hobby to read a light novel and after he had gotten "Enhanced Memory", he remembered everything, including the story of all light novels that had been read by the previous Monica Oga.

Theresa was old enough to have experience, but looked young enough to please Salem’s eyes—two key requirements for a housekeeper in his home. “Where is Salem now?” I asked. A good feeding would soothe my nerves. “He’s not at home, my lady. I couldn’t tell you.” Grumbling, I headed to Salem’s library. Perhaps he had a book I could entertain myself with. Once there, I found a book lying open on a desk. It was titled Mythic Bloodlines: Lost & Fabled Lilitu. Curious, I studied an illustration on the open page. It depicted a trio of strange-looking women, just like the ones Salem had been painting all this time. The accompanying text stated:

Among them, only Lewis, Jin, Nami, and Sherry knew about the story of that novel. "Okay, Listen. I'll tell you what is this and the plot, okay?" He said then cleared his throat. "This story is called, "Is there a reason why?" What a beautiful title right?" He asked. "Yes... That's amazing sir!" The students liked it. The title caught them and so the cover. "Good. Okay, I will start if by explaining how this novel works. So, who among you read a light novel." He asked. And so, the students who read the light novel raised their hands.

Saying that quite out loud "When she awoke in a cold sweat, the darkness fresh inside and outside her mind, I would talk to her, speak words of encouragement in that high, teetering voice of mines until she made it to other end of the hall and to her mother’s room. You’re almost there. You’re almost there. No one had ever grown closer to her than me, no one had ever come closer to feeling like home." I sighed, that was her favorite story line from the book "Memories" by Dim Leon, I remember how much I hated reading that book, but she made me read her bed time stories. "I miss you every day Nuella" keeping aside a picture of hers, she was smiling at me that day, she looked so beautiful, she

Her hands and legs spasm. She struggles to get up from the wooden floor, stumbling back down, the darkness in the room is overwhelming. A small ray of light coming from the window situated in the corner enables her to see. She crawls to the corner chasing the light beam. Her heart skips a beat as fear creeps in. What am I doing here? God help me! Creaks trigger her adrenaline. The door opens as a result. Oh No! She is petrified, someone enters the room, the tapping effect produced by stilettos closing in. Everything becomes vivid once the light goes on.

"The First Queen didn't die when she sealed the Hunger. But she was never the same. She forgot the smell of the rain. She forgot the sound of her children’s laughter. The Essence takes the things that make you human or wolf so that it can fuel the light." I looked at my hands. They were steady, even if my heart wasn't. "If the alternative is everyone being eaten by a shadow that hates light, it’s a fair trade, Merek." "You are young," Merek whispered. "To you, memories are just things in the past. To an immortal, memories are the only thing we truly own." "I have Dominic and you all," I said firmly. "All of you will help me remember." Merek finally looked at me, a sad smile on his pale face.

The light was blinding and hurt my eyes, just like it would if you looked into the sun for too long. Out of the light, a hand came through, like it was reaching out to me. Another blood-curdling scream left my lips. What the fuck is going on?! A scream of pure terror. Help me!

My head isn't what it used to be. It feels easier now. That damn werewolf, that ghost from the past, completely ruined my life. When I was five years old, this strange memory popped into my head. It was terrifying, like dozens of different lives I’d lived rolled into one. That's why I'm looking for magic books, looking for secrets that can stop this reincarnation pattern. The werewolf spirit responsible for the girl's multiple deaths. "I really don't love that girl, Luna,", I shook my head. I really don't like Luna.