Note Book Buku Kecil Mga Nobela at Kwento

Opened the notebook. Kept going.

Kennedy POV. The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book, it's Robert birthday gift, who'd knew a grown up man would kill for the newest werewolf love book. I got into my car, drove carefully toward the local book store, they had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kids story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?

For Stacey, there would be hell to pay for her indiscresion. The notebook that Lili had stolen was only about 2 inches by 3 inches and was bound in black leather. Hal had written page after page of code in the book and since no one was a computer geek, they waited for Reinie to arrive back from his trip to Madison to review the data overnight.

said the man with him. “What time is it now?” the man asked, looking at the cover of his black notebook. 21:21 written in golden letters on the black leather cover turned into 21:22. “We still have some time. Let’s grab something to eat,” the man said, dragging the other with him. It was then I noticed that almost everyone roaming on those streets had one such pocket notebook. It was the size of a mobile phone and probably was the phone of Blank Space. Anyway, I had the information I needed.

Even that detail, so precise and so Lila, made something tighten in Mia's chest. She cut the tape with a box cutter and folded back the flaps. Books. A scented candle. A University of Texas pennant. A rain jacket. And beneath all of it, wrapped in a plain paper bag, two composition notebooks—the kind with the black-and-white marbled covers that Lila had used for everything in college: class notes, grocery lists, arguments she was having with people who weren't in the room. She had called them her thinking books. Mia sat down on the concrete floor of the storage unit with the notebooks in her lap.

Before I run my fingers across the books, I notice that there is a notebook specially kept. This notebook has a leather cover and looks different from other items in this room. I do not know why, but I can sense that it is a precious thing for its owner and it is well-kept. I really want to open it. Maybe because I am a human, a curious human. But my fear controls me not to open the notebook. Otherwise, I will be killed by Mr. Barnett, the owner of the notebook.

Julian's POV She gave me the fourth notebook on a Tuesday. Left it with the doorman in an envelope with my name on it, no note inside. Just the notebook. Dark blue cover, softer than the green one, edges worn from being carried around. I read it in one sitting.

He flipped through it, and every page of the notebook was filled with words, written neatly and elegantly. He turned his head and said, "Mom, I found a notebook!" Yasmine had just finished blow-drying his hair. She turned off the switch and placed it on the countertop, then took the notebook from Layne's hand. This is a pink notebook that is approximately three centimeters thick, with a matte leather cover and a very good texture. Yasmine opened it, and on the title page it said, "To my beloved daughter." The time was recorded four years ago.

When it produced the same result, she went on to continue her first practice. She practiced the rest of the evening at their home until she noticed that she had almost filled up her school notebook. The school notebook comes in nine pieces for nine different subjects in one set when bought from the school. They have a school's logo printed on its front and back cover and intended for school works only as their answers for recitation quizzes, networks, and homework. If the student submits a different notebook apart from what was authorized, there will be no recorded score. The school notebook only contains at least fifty sheets of paper.