My Life In A Book Novels & Stories

For the first time, hesitation crept into my heart. It was not because of Phoebe. It was because I realized that the trip had been like a mirror, reflecting parts of myself I had always avoided seeing. I began to wonder whether I had long grown tired of a life that felt too predictable, only lacking the courage to admit it. One weekend, Shanine brought up the idea of taking another short trip with Phoebe. Looking into her hopeful eyes, I suddenly understood something. Once a secret existed, it would never truly disappear.

That unfortunately meant that they would need a representative living in the homelands who could make sure that everything ran the way it was meant to. But Gabriella still had one thing she really wanted to do. She wanted to write that damn book about their lives and she hadn’t had the time until now, but thanks to Venus, Gabriella was finally able to sit down for a little while and stare at the blinking light on her computer screen. She sighed. How the hell did she start a book about her life? It wouldn’t be a memoir, really, would it? She couldn’t very well tell the entire world that she was a werewolf queen. She burst out laughing out loud and Lucienne’s head popped around the door as he

But how dare he create a journal when she's not the subject of all his novels. The contents of the journal are surely bothering her. The uneasy feeling of opening the first page of a book that contains secrets to one's life is nerve-wracking. Like unfolding the mysteries of an ancient civilization. 'To the stranger who saved me from drowning in love, Shanta.' Kachina winces at the acknowledgement section. She turns to the next page and finally comes across a chapter where she sees a familiar name that made her jump in joy and curl in sadness. 'Kachina... Kachina left me.'

"But life is a Rollercoaster, Liviana. It's a long, fun, and terrifying ride. And there's no getting off until the very end. So, you better enjoy it while it lasts." That woman had taught Liviana a valuable life lesson that day, and more than she knew, she had also given a young, hopeless girl her heart back. She had taught her of the rollercoaster that was life and had given her a new book to read from the cell her parents had her entrapped in. Only this book wasn't like the others. The words weren't the written form of deception and the book wasn't one where she was the side character in the story of her life. Instead, there was nothing. There were no lies, no loopholes, and certainly no g

I have a secret: my "sister" and I share the same body. During the day, I'm the timid, cowardly younger sister. Whenever something frightens me, she steps in and handles it. At night, after I fall asleep, she takes control. It was the perfect balance between us, until we each fell in love with someone different. I fell for a college athlete who once saved me. She fell for an untouchable heir from the city's most powerful family. We had a terrible fight. "Why won't you give me back my life? I wish you'd disappear for good!" I hurled the cruelest words I could at her. And then she really did disappear. I thought I was finally free. But when a secret from ten years ago came to light, I understo

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

It is quite far, but it is located in a remote area that is little noticed by the superiors. But at least there's no stealing here, let alone murder and arson. Eric thought that it would take some time for this body to get a little healthier, he would automatically leave. At that time, he will open a small pharmacy enough to support himself, live again and find a soulmate for this life.

There was only one way she could return which was the door, so I shut and bolted it which gave me some confidence on the task ahead. The book, as I had already examined was a thick volume, brown at the corners, indicating the age of the pages, I could easily backdate them to about sixteen years ago, around the time I was born. The cover had no caption, but on the inner leaf where the words in coarse writing: “The Life of Veronica” For her daughters Lettie and May.

Alicia’s POV “Ugh,” I groaned as I closed the book I had been reading for the second time. I had been trying to not give into the abject boredom that I felt but it was becoming harder and harder to do so. “Come on, what else can I do?” I wondered aloud, staring at the closing as I laid on the couch in the living room. Was this how life would become now? Because I had no work to revolve my life around, the days slowed into a dismal crawl.

"Relax. I'm earning enough now to cover my meds. Look, these are what I bought with my salary." I scooped up a handful of colorful pills, tossed them back, and swallowed without hesitation. Then I frowned, falling into a long silence as I pressed a hand to my chest and finally exhaled in relief. When I looked up, William was staring at me. His eyes were faintly red at the corners. I let out a sudden laugh. "Impressed?" He lowered his gaze. His smile was soft, but it carried a quiet bitterness. "Yeah." … [In the Next Life — December 31, 2023, 11:45 PM — I Hope You Live a Long Life, Part Two]