Novel & Cerita Mini Novella

As if Alexander could already read the thought going on in Mina's head, he announced, before leading the way. "I have no choice then. But that doesn't mean I won't put up a fight if he tries anything funny". Mina was satisfied with her thought before she finally followed Alexander by passing through the Gate. . Tina Nwuba: Once more, this is going to be a short novel since I dislike writing long books. Note: It's going to end this month, or beginning of next month. Thanks for your support!.

So tired that I just wanted to sleep for eternity. The steam was filling the room in a wet cloud. I morphed the clouds into animals having them float around the room. I smiled as a raven swooped around made just of clouds. Such a beautiful bird it was... A knock sounded from the door. I closed my eyes not moving to open it. “Valerie open the door or I am coming in.” Justin spoke. My mind was elsewhere. I would probably never leave this castle. Jumping out the window may be better than fighting against fate. If I was lucky the wind would catch me and bring me far away to safety. Far far away.

She just left and never say a word about why she cheated. "Oh! You hate attention and Celine was perfect. She's pretty lowkey so you don't need to worry about having people's attention towards you." "You're saying that Celine is average?" I looked at him flatly. "Have you seen Ivory? She's drop dead gorgeous! I swear she's so beautiful if you see her in real life." Jack said as he's daydreaming. "Focus!" I clapped my hands in front of him. "I mean you're right.." I said as I took a sip of my wine.

“He has not; I forbade him. But I have had enough of it, and now I go to him, since he, being in service, cannot come to me. I intended to ask of you and my benefactress a refuge for this maiden while I went to Rashroff alone; but since you say that it is safe everywhere, I will take her. She is curious, the magpie, to see the world. Let her look at it.” “And let people look at her,” put in Zastar. “Ah, they would have nothing to see,” said the young lady, out of whose dark eyes and mouth, fixed as if for a kiss, something quite different was speaking. “An ordinary puss, nothing more than a puss!” said Sir Novoveski. “But if she sees a handsome officer, something may happen; therefore I chos

Novah’s POV Another knock. Different. Softer, hesitant. Novah braced herself, shrinking back against the velvet cushions. The door opened slowly, revealing not Elara, but a younger woman. She had kind, worried eyes the colour of moss and hair the shade of wheat left too long in the sun, escaping a messy braid. She carried a small woven basket and wore simple, practical clothes that seemed out of place in the opulent room.

Five-hundred pages of filth turned into a weapon. The perfect Poetic justice for chasing me through the city like a deranged bloodhound. My heart hammered so hard I almost laughed. Wasn’t this the part where heroines in books pulled some badass move? Yeah, well—I was no mafia queen. I was Nova, whose emergency plan consisted of “call 911 and maybe throw stationery.” “Why are you following me?!” Her lips curled. “Why do you think?” The way she said it made my stomach flip. If only she knew how chaotic and filthy my thought process was. I’m sure she wouldn’t have asked what I was thinking at any given time.

Before I could say another word, the line disconnected, leaving behind nothing but the hollow beeping tone. The cold grew sharper and sharper, carving straight into my bones. Gritting my teeth, I pulled the blanket tighter around myself. Suddenly, my phone lit up with a notification. I turned my head slightly and saw that Morgan had just updated his social media. In the photo, he wore nothing but a thin short-sleeved shirt with a popsicle hanging from his mouth. 'So lucky Ms. Sheffield brought me a generator, or I would have frozen tonight too.' I stared at the picture for a long time.

I was deeply asleep within seconds. This morning, or whatever time of day it is, I wake up slowly. I’m surrounded by Iniko’s scent of mahogany, mandarin, and leather. I know a few days doesn’t seem like a long time, but when the other half of your soul is gone, two to three days feels like a lifetime. Because I’m so groggy, it takes time for me to realize that Iniko didn’t take me away from the Academy. I’m here, in my new living quarters in the mated housing.

The air drifting out was wrong. I pushed it wider and froze. Gone. The carved pup-bed I'd sanded with my own claws. The stuffed creatures sewn from shed fur. The midnight-blue drapes woven from my winter coat—all vanished. Above the new cradle, carved in script I didn't recognize: Young Luca. My heart cracked down the center, sound audible only to me. I stepped inside. My pup's first image—captured in moonstone, only record of his perfect form—lay on the floorboards. The crystal frame lay in shards around it.

He used to tell me a lot about her. Was that a coincidence?? Was it him?? Again all those questions were arising in my mind. I went in and asked the driver to get the car. Mom was worried hearing about that but she was relieved that I was safe. I went to sleep. The next day was my exam and I was going to get tired 18: A Handsome Teacher Shanaya Singhania POV