My Little Black Book Novels & Stories

the man said, his tone cold and calculating. "Okay, brother. Let’s meet later to finalize the plan," Vivian agreed before ending the call. Starting her car, Vivian drove off, her mind racing with schemes. --- The Yubari King Melon, known as the world’s most expensive fruit, might have seemed extravagant, but the price of secrets and betrayal in the Hastings family far surpassed its value.

Behind the panel was a small space, just big enough to hide something. Inside was a single book. It didn’t look like any of the other books in the library. Its cover was dark, almost black, and made of old leather that looked like cracked bark from a tree. The corners were worn down, and it had no title. Just a symbol. A silver moon. It shimmered faintly, even though the light in the library was dim.

Ava I was hunched over my desk in the corner of my room, textbooks sprawled, highlighter in one hand and my phone face-down in the other because if I looked at it one more time I'd probably text Calder something stupid like "miss your lap already" or worse, reply to that Noah bullshit from the airport even though I'd deleted it twice.

The doors creaked as she pushed them open, revealing what lay inside. The cabinet was filled with papers, old books, and trinkets, the remnants of a past long forgotten. Bliss ran her fingers over the contents, her heart racing with each new discovery. Among the books, she found a leather-bound journal, its pages yellowed with age. The title, written in faded gold lettering, read Blackwood Family History. She pulled it out and opened it, her hands trembling with anticipation.

He was simply stating facts, and that made them hurt more. “I want to prove myself,” I said quietly. “I need to. For Adele. For the crown that was taken from me.” Tyson flicked ash from the cigarette. “Good. Because I need you to prove it too.” He looked at me directly. “Do you know about the Black Book?” I shook my head. “No.” He took one last drag and dropped the cigarette into the water. It hissed and disappeared. “It’s a book that holds the darkest secrets of the royal family. It will deliver the royal family straight to my hands.”

life beckoned. As I walked back to my apartment, carrying my laundry bag, I passed a newsstand. A glossy business magazine caught my eye. Lucian was on the cover. The headline read: THE BLACKWOOD BLACKOUT: INSIDE THE RAPID DECONSTRUCTION OF A BILLION-DOLLAR LEGACY.

“Read it where?” “It was in a diary that belonged to a guy I used to work with. The last thing he wrote was on the very last page, and after that he just never came in again. When they told me to clear out his locker it was completely empty except for that book sitting at the bottom of one of the drawers. There was no call, no forwarding address, nothing. I ended up putting the book in my bag because leaving it there felt wrong, and I’ve regretted it ever since.”

Gabby's eyes darted around. "What?" "Would.You.Like.Another.Book.Eleanor?" Eleanor watched Gabby look around and looked around herself. Were they being watched? "Wh... I... Uhm... Sure." Gabby left and came back a while later with a big book titled, 'THE LEGENDS OF BIGFOOT"

It simply disintegrated, then reappeared back in the car. “Sick bastard,” I spat. He'd been stalking me. I tore a slim black book from the rat pile. Book of Psychopomps was etched on it in gold ink. Numbers, emails, and old-fashioned addresses accompanied names, written in no apparent order. I rifled through the pages: “Old farts: ODIN, MORRIGAN, YAMA, HERMES....” and “New pests: ANAESTHESIA, AIDS, SANTA MUERTE...” A red ribbon marked a page at the back. “Accessories: SHANNON PARKER.”

I cut him off, my tone cold. Luke immediately fell silent, his lips pressing together. I exhaled slowly, trying to suppress the irritation bubbling inside me. I held out my hand. Without hesitation, Luke handed me a folder. I flipped it open, my gaze landing on the name Mia Blackwell. I skimmed through the pages, scanning every detail. Only daughter of the Blackwell family. A popular actress. A media darling. Known for her beauty, talent, and charm. Smart in school. Excels at everything she does. The way the report described her, she was practically flawless.