My Little Word Book Novels & Stories

Little Sam was wearing a cute little outfit that had a slogan on it, which read ‘If you think I’m cute, you should see my dad! I scooped him up into my arms. His cheeky face smiled gleefully as he squealed with delight. I pretended to gobble him up, like a monster. I showered him with kisses as I carried him down the stairs. Mom followed closely behind, tutting as I fussed my little brother. His tiny fingers entwined in my hair, wrapping it around his forefinger. He always did that, obsessed with stroking my hair. “Who’s Ruby’s gorgeous boy?” I asked him.

"Are you ready for today?" "Yes! What book are we reading today?" I show her the book I picked out. “ We are reading Little Rabbit!” I say in excitement Brenda claps her hands and runs to the reading circle of children who have started coming in The rest of the children trickle in over the next few minutes. In comes Matthew the boy with ginger hair and for missing front teeth. Then Agatha, the troublemaker. Kelvin, the little child who is so hyperactive. They are also different but I love them and their own way

"Get back here!" I ducked into a room and slammed the door behind me, locking it with trembling hands. My breath came in fast gasps. I backed away slowly. The room was some kind of lounge, bookshelves or an old fireplace, and leather chairs. What the hell is this place? No windows, one way in one way out. "Dove think," I whispered, looking around. Am not sure am I know what am looking for exactly. Then I spotted a heavy poker beside the fireplace.

Hi everyone, I’m Alphamini, the author of "My Little Mate". Before we dive into the story behind this book, let me share a bit about myself. My real name is Shivani Sharma, and I'm a part-time author with five years of writing experience. My favorite genres include Vampire, Werewolf, Billionaire, Young Adult, and Fantasy. Besides writing novels, I enjoy reviewing and providing feedback on other authors’ story outlines and the first five chapters of their books. I also have a passion for researching writing techniques and materials.

She didn't want to see him too anyway. 'Liar' Her thoughts echoed but she ignored them and got up. She might as well arrange his stuff. She kept his jacket and made to lock his wardrobe when she saw an old book tucked away at the lowest part of the wardrobe. What was that? She was overwhelmed by curiousity and picked it up. It was dusty. She cleaned it up and opened it. It was a photo album! There were lots of photos in it. She saw photos of Lance when he was a baby.

He sent other documents moments later and ordered for them to be submitted the next day. Trust me, I started working on them. During high school, I had read lots of books and amidst my busy schedule, I still joined a book club. We did more of proofreading and book reviews, pointing out errors, and giving good remarks. I thanked myself for doing that because it was helping entirely well. I found my work very interesting and I didn't want to leave it. I was so engrossed that I didn't hear the incessant knocking on my door. "Come in," I said, never taking my eyes off the computer screen.

Mrs Scott rolled her eyes at June. "E-excuse me?" June stuttered confused by her words. "Look here," Mrs Scott said in a low voice leaning forward like she wanted to tell June a secret. "Don't play dumb. It's just me and you, you can drop the stupid act." June blinked twice, her lips parted as she tried to process what she just said, "I- I don't understand." Mrs. Scott's words left June bewildered, unsure of how to respond. She couldn't fathom why Mrs. Scott was accusing her of playing a trick, was she testing her, or worse she didn't like her?

She smiles as she climbs into bed. Kim smile as she moves over next to Brianna. I walk over taking a seat at the end of the bed as Kim open the book. "The very hungry caterpillar." She read the title to Brianna before opening the book. "In the light of the moon, a little egg lay on a leaf. One Sunday morning the warm sun came up and pop out the egg came a very tiny and a very hungry caterpillar." Kim looks over at me sitting on the end of the bed and smile as she turns the page and continues to read the book.

I whispered with a loving smile, "which story would you like tonight?" Mathew's face lit up with excitement, his tiny hands reaching for his favorite book. "The one about the brave little wolf, Mumma!" I chuckled as I opened the book, a captivating story about a young wolf's grand adventure. Mathew listened with rapt attention, his eager eyes fixed on the pages as I spun the tale of bravery and exploration. By the time I reached the part where the little wolf found solace under the silvery glow of the moon, my son was already fast asleep.

I have no idea where this was but I wasn't that curious. I just needed to wait for him to come. I looked down and finally bought out the last thing in the bag— The small book. I smiled gently when I recalled how this book had come about. At that time, Leo had won a game against me, and when I asked what he wanted, he requested this tiny book because he had seen other children in the pack own it. I chuckled after opening the first page and saw the drawing. It was a miniature picture of little Leo which he had drawn himself.