Novel & Cerita Never Have I Ever Books

I'd called my dad to come and fetch me because I was starting to feel uncomfortable. Dad knew what was happening because it apparently was all over the news but he'd waited until we got home to tell me. "Hunny, you have to promise to remain calm." He'd started. Obviously I'd been the opposite of that. When someone tells you to be calm like that, you will literally be more un-calm than you were before. Dad should've known better. "He wrote a book and you were all over it." He didn't even have to tell me who. But that didn't stop me from asking,

According to my father, these books were a gift from the Supreme Being to his grandchildren. In the pavilion of the Evermore temple, there is a gigantic and magical library, called "The Library of Destiny". That library contains thousands of books. These books are known as "Books of Destiny", since each Immortal that is born, a book lights up and omnisciently connects itself to this child's life thread. We study the reality of our destiny book since we're kids, we study about every single thing. The world, the races, the cultures, the kingdoms, the history of each place, the geography, and the science.

I laugh at the clever word play. "Can we go in there?" I plead. Jack looks to where I'm pointing, "Of course." He smiles at me. I smile super hard and stare at the adventure ahead of me. We walk in and I look at a ton of cooking books, dog calendars and more. There's a book there called, Dear Nobody. It's a true story about a girl named, Mary Rose, who has to deal with her drug addiction and boys. The book interests me. I show Jack. "Out of every book in this store, you choose the one about an addict?" Jack raises his eyebrows. I shrug.

I walked out from my apartment, ready to study. I have 3 classes for today and then I'll just go to Jayson's office. "Elsa!" I turned to see Kevin. "Hey Kev, what's up?" I asked. "Uhmm.. do you have that book? The big one and it's green." He said as he tried to remember it. "Yeah I have it, it's the perspective book." "Yes! That on. Do you have it?" He asked. "Yeah, I have it at home. Text me, I can bring it to work later."

So the fact that you’re here, turning these pages, already makes this book a shared journey between us. This story has been growing in me for a long time. I’ve always been fascinated by the idea of fate—how one unexpected moment can change everything. What if your whole life could shift with the draw of a name? What if destiny didn’t care about wealth, titles, or bloodlines, but about the courage of an ordinary girl? That was the seed that grew into Everleigh’s tale.

All my stuff was still zipped up in my suitcase. Where on earth did all those come from? I had barely grabbed a shampoo bottle when Rosie's screech pierced the air from outside. She glared at me, fuming. "How dare you mess with my stuff! "Bennett went through all the trouble to bring these back for me from abroad." It hit me then—the shampoo in my hand was the same brand I had recently splurged on. My hair had been a greasy, split-ended mess before the wedding, so I had begged a friend to snag me that miracle bottle from overseas.

"Aaron, please—I'm begging you. Stella's gone. I've already lost my baby, I can't lose you too! Caleb lied to me, I swear—if I could trade places with her, I would! Just give me one more chance. For Stella." I stood there frozen, empty. Nothing showed on the outside, but inside? I was bleeding out, torn to shreds. Ten years. I remembered it all—every laugh, every kiss, every second we thought we had forever. Our first meeting. Dropping to one knee. The day Stella came into this world, her tiny hand wrapped in ours. They were my whole universe. And Kylie? She crushed it with her own hands. The deeper the love, the sharper the wreckage.

"A writer, how inspiring! What do you write?" "Books." I deadpanned from behind mom, earning an annoyed cluck of her tongue. Blondie smiled awkwardly. "Ah, yes, I see. A- anything you'd recommend?" "Actually, yes. I think my latest work, From Beyond The Grave, would be the perfect read for you. Tons of bloodshed and cannibalism, there's even a chapter where the protagonist has to disembowel her own friend to-" "Uh, could we trouble you for some waters, dear?" Mom cut in, her voice on the edge between friendly and collected and right about to lose her shit.

If that's the norm, I won't care if I'm included or not. I just went to the library to read a book about Eleftheria. Maybe there is information there about the volcano. I will just pour out my anger and annoyance there. I am being immature and I don't understand myself either. The Palace library is spacious. Even if I spend a year reading it I won't finish all the books. Fortunately, it's easy to find what you need to read here because there are names. I went to the row where there were books about different parts of Valeria. I saw there a book about Samona, Caracass, Avalone, and Valencia. There was also a book about monsters in the Valeria forest and Eleftheria caught my eye.

"So cold in here." While worried about being stuck here forever, I spot a pedicel in the center. I walk towards it, and up close, there is a book. Leather and looks worn out. This book is the size of a medical textbook. I know because my mom bought me a textbook about being a nurse for my eighth birthday. She wanted me to be a nurse. Instead of studying, I use the book as a stool or a cushion when I'm too short for high tables. I even used some pages to make a paper machete; my mom was so angry that instead of grounding me, I had to attend her book club meetings and listen to horny women and their book about a man named Pablo. Instead, I would be grounded for a month rather than get nightmar