Memphis Book Novels & Stories

she asked, trying to shift my perspective. “I see you still have doubts, then,” she said, getting up to take a specific volume from the stack of ancient books on the table. “Seraphina did not only give me memories and names. She gave me places.” She placed a heavy, dust-covered book in front of me. “Here is a record of a killing in Malum-Velle—that would be what is now called Mable City. Look at the date.” She pointed at a name in the ledger.

Memphis turned his back on her like she was already beneath his notice. “Then you’re sealing your fate.” I stood there trembling. I had never liked Janine. It was obvious that she hated me with every fiber of her being, even though I never did anything to her but the way Memphis had dismissed her, the way he ordered her to kill her own child. For the first time, I realized fully: this man was terrifying. * Days later, he brought up Liam’s name casually during a conversation about enemies.

I had for once in my life no planning I had to go by, no plans or things to do or any expectations and I felt relaxed to have nothing to do but read a book in a hot bath. Once I was done taking a bath and a quarter of my book further I decided it was time to rinse myself off, I started to get hungry, which my mother would love, and figured it should be about time to maybe go downtown, get myself some new clothes and new books from the money I had saved and was still in the envelope I was given along with my train ticket.

“But this place is too damn quiet. I think we need some entertainment — maybe some strippers to show us a real good time.” “You must be joking,” Cale scoffed, rolling his eyes. “No, I’m serious. You guys need to relax. You need to have some fun,” Memphis insisted. He looked toward the door and barked, “Maggie!” Maggie popped her head in, a wicked grin on her face. “Yes, boss?” “Let them in,” Memphis said. He drained his glass, set it down with a firm thud, and stood up. Heels echoed faintly from the hallway outside, confident, unhurried — the kind that made people pay attention without even trying. Cale glanced toward the door first, a smirk already forming like he knew exactly who it was.

Arian's pov I never thought a book club meeting could feel like a battlefield. Today, we are reading The Art of Forbidden by Linda Lively, and from the very moment I flipped through its pages, my face had been hot. The story is about a powerful president who was secretly in love with his male secretary, and if that wasn’t bold enough, the prose was filled with intimacy, longing, and heat. Naturally, everyone thought it would be for people to take turns reading aloud. But I wasn't really in the mood to read, not after what the police said to me.

It was a nightmare. "Like music to my ears." Memphis huffed. "For a libertine like me... there could be no better playground than this, now the real fun is just beginning!. Enjoy your peace my sweet Isabelle, soon I will come and collect what is due." Memphis snickered coldly. He had so many plans for the little witch in the new game he designed. . . . ****Author's note**** So, what do you think about this update? It feels like they are all walking into a blinding light right now. It seems impossible to get grasp of this rollercoaster they call their destiny.

Memphis crying to please her, she's now on the edge of the Ravine with just one wrong step she will fall in that deep sea down her. "No! I told you, I will end this miserable life of mine, I t-told you!" Fleur cries as she turned herself to faced Memphis, but when Memphis tries to get closer to her Fleur step backward that literary gave them all goosebumps by hearing those little rocks falling in the deep sea.

Out of curiosity, I went close and read the printed words. 'In the loving memory of Rowan Black Smith' 'In the loving memory of Heliana Smith' The name seemed so familiar, it's like I already heard those names. They sounded important to my ears. 💙💙💙 Grazzi Vergiance! Vote and Comment. Enjoy reading! :) Please tell me some of your comments and suggestion for improvements. I will be willing to learn more and that would be great. -DarkVergent

“You made me. You have a really good instinct.” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t. I just realized I’m too gullible. Men in my life are complete liars, and I let them manipulate me. My brother was hurting people for money. My father wants that damn book more than his daughter. My husband is a walking lunatic.” “Good. Good. Let it out.” He gestured. He seemed like a good guy, but he was here just doing his job. Nothing personal. “I’m Memphis, by the way.”