Michelle Torlot Books Novels & Stories

Or worse…asking questions no one wanted to answer. I dropped beneath my tree, stretched my legs out, boots digging into dirt, and opened the book like I intended to read. Vampire. Girl in love. Eternal danger. Cute. My eyes moved over the words. My brain didn't see them. The book sagged in my lap. I’d stared at the same damn sentence until the letters had blurred. My head snapped up as from behind me, I heard Torin’s voice murmur, “Let’s go for a ride.”

It wasn't until she noticed the strange book tucked away in the corner that she was able to distract herself from her thoughts. "I almost missed one," she whispered. As she walked over to it, she noticed that its cover was worn, and it seemed to emit a faint glow that caught her attention. Maybe it's how the moon perfectly acted as its own spotlight that made it seem so glowy, but it's not just that. She somehow felt a little hint of amusement as she stared at it. As she approached the book, she saw the shinny title written on it, Lunaria, and she couldn't help but be intrigued. The moonlight shining down on the pages illuminated the words in a way that made them seem to come alive.

Turning to me, "Although perhaps great company has kept you away." "The best," he said. Michelle was halfway behind me; she hadn't thought it was her place to come and meet the Luna. She was smiling shyly behind me when I took Lilla's hands and bowed a little, paying some respects to her. "Oh, you are a pretty little thing, aren't you?" She sounded delighted. "Come in and sit, I was just getting some reading done." She had created a circle of nearly twenty books around her, and I had no idea how she could be reading so many at once.

I didn’t like that they were talking about other men, even though rationally Michelle was the one doing all the talking. Rationally, it shouldn’t have mattered at all. But Loretta was laughing softly beside them, sunlight warming her flawless skin, pink dress fluttering around her legs, and something deeply unreasonable tightened in my chest at the thought of even thinking of another man *Rein it in Elion* I warned myself when she laughed *Rein it the fuck in* “Your survival instincts are concerning.” Zara, the academia disapproved “My survival instincts are excellent. My taste in men is what’s questionable.” Michelle admitted that at least she was aware

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type gesture, and was about to take a swig, when Michael interrupted. “Whoa! Hold on, hold on!” He jumped into the center of our little circle, his hands clamped around several little test tubes, filled with a blue liquid. He began passing them out, and once everyone in our group had one, he continued, “I figured we’d all do a shot in honor of Danni’s 18th!” Danni looked at the vial in her hand questioningly. “What is it?” “It’s a blue kamikaze.” He replied. “Trust me, it’s good.” He flipped the top off of his with his thumb, and held it out, as he glanced around at the group. “Well?”

There is no way I can actually let that book stay a second longer around any of us. I want to burn the book to ashes immediately, but I think of Michelle and her attachment to the book. And How do they return back if I burn the book? And how do we find them? It was our fault. We couldn’t get rid of the book when we suspected those aura. Yeah but we were also concerned about Michelle. If we had told her about the strange aura she wouldn’t have related because she was so intrigue in the story. And she was only eleven year old who obviously wouldn’t understand the dangers and threats that sorcerers could pose to werewolves.

“Why don’t we give them a look? Just to see. No one has to know.” “Oh, I don’t think he’d like that. But . . . come to think of it . . . ” Her eyes suddenly lit up. “That’s actually a good reason to, isn’t it? Especially now, while he’s busy. Oh, maybe just a peek.” Mr. Pervis’s library was just down the hall. It was considerably smaller than Salem’s, so it didn’t take us long to find the ritual books. “There’s so many,” Loretta said, pulling a few off the shelf and flipping through them. “But they’re all so bloody confusing. Doesn’t he have any for apprentices?” She climbed a ladder to rummage through the higher shelves.

I looked to see my mate staring at the tattered book like it was about to eat him alive. “Could this be relevant?” Micelle asked and I looked up to see her nervously glancing between the two of us. “I wasn’t really too sure what to be on the lookout for, Beta Roman was rather vague, I probably wouldn’t have even considered it had it not been…” She trailed off and I nodded, knowing exactly what she was thinking, had it not been for people talking about how much of a freak I was. “It could be relevant yes, thank you Michelle.” I uttered as Tristan sat frozen still staring at the book.