Misfire Book Novels & Stories

“Never judge a book by its cover. Having a coworker like her is seriously the biggest stain on my life.” I ignored everyone’s mocking comments and simply smiled as I escorted Elijah and his group out. After everything I went through in my previous life, words like these meant nothing to me anymore.

A mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes. Leaning back, She looked up at Christian with a teasing smile. "You know, Christian, I've always believed that books can reveal the deepest desires of a person." Christian's eyes widened, captivated by Mia's playful demeanor. "And what do you think this book would reveal about me?" Mia pretended to ponder, tapping her chin with her index finger. "Hmm, let's see. The protagonist is charming, persistent, and deeply in love with someone who enjoys playing hard to get."

And raised her hand to hit her but the weirdo stopped her. “Don’t”. “Greg, take Miss Mira home, it seems like she had too much to drink”. The lady didn’t argue, she knew that this was a lost battle. He looked at Aramina again, with what looked like amusement playing at the corners of his lips “We will meet again …soon”, he turned and left. ********

He was flanked by two other board members, their expressions ranging from skeptical to hostile. "Dylan, my boy. A fiancée?" Mike's voice boomed, loud enough to draw discreet attention. He barely glanced at Anna, addressing Dylan as if she were a piece of furniture he’d just purchased. "You've been mighty quiet about this. After the recent... misunderstandings with the media, this is certainly a strategic pivot." Anna felt Dylan’s muscles tense beneath her hand. The BPD, she thought, was always looking for a threat, always preparing for betrayal. A normal person would feel annoyance; Dylan felt imminent catastrophe.

- Logan smiled shamelessly, before diverting his attention to the cell phone again - Now, be very quiet, or you'll miss the best part. God, of course she knew which book he was talking about. She followed the author on social media, and when she announced that she would self-release that first book, Missy had gone out of her way to support a project she had always loved so much, including reviewing it, even though she knew no one would read it. When could she imagine that handsome man with the devilish smile would use that to set a trap for her? - Logan... - Blushing to the roots of her hair, Missy gasped, trying to stop him from reading further and possibly kill her with embarrassment - I d

Dropping a book from the shelves in another book, in a different world, but intertwine destiny, as the heroine and another shard soul of ‘hers’ took that defining sound of her every step and whispers. “DEATH REINCARNATE.” Misha’s voice echoes, as she took the book that had fallen from its shelves and into that dimly lit corner of the city’s grand library. With her puzzled mind, yet it wasn’t showed upon herself. She is ringing with thoughts and questions as to why a certain book in that particular genre is put into the section of religious one and the bible? Just how uncanny might a coincidence such as this occur? “Uncanny.”

I said. "No," he said. "It is not." "Then we do not accelerate the spread. We do not weaponise it. We let it move at its own pace and we trust the forty-three to hold their own minds." His jaw shifted. Not disagreement. Something more complicated. "There is a problem with that," he said, and reached for the third book. --- Milrac's pov The third book was not a record. It was a manual. Written by someone who had studied Soren and Mira's failure from the outside, someone with enough distance to see what the pair themselves had been too deep inside the bond to recognise. The handwriting was small and precise and entirely without sentiment.

Just delete the book from your library and add it back. Thank you! Sincerely yours Author Blackangel

“I doubt he’ll do that. I think he’ll worship her relentlessly. He might even end the war for her. This is leverage for the war.” I exhaled. “And a curse for our love life.” I turned to Micha and said: “Why don’t we go to the living book and stop speculating?” Micha said: “Fine then, let’s go.” We entered my room. I retrieved the book from the drawer and set it on the table. Dread coiled in me over what it would reveal. I prayed Micha’s theory was wrong. I pressed the book with a trembling finger. Instantly, golden light blazed from the book, and golden letters burned into view. The book said:

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉