Notebook Novels & Stories

a spiral-bound notebook? With exaggerated care, as if handling some priceless artifact, Caleb set the notebook on the table before her. Lila recognized it instantly - the very same journal he'd commandeered during their last confrontation, now being returned of his own volition. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion, darting between the proffered item and Caleb's unreadable expression as she tried to divine the trap surely hidden within this unexpected olive branch. But Caleb merely nudged the notebook closer, then withdrew a pen from his jacket pocket. With deliberate movements, he flipped open to a bla

Nicko asked, lifting his chin at Mr Al Hameed. The man with thick hair just shook his head, but the look on his face didn’t say that. Not only did the notebook have a beautiful crocodile skin cover, but its contents were very important. Even though the era is modern, and all digital, it turns out that Yaseer Al Hameed still relies on a notebook to record his personal schedule. According to him, noting that cellphones are very vulnerable to hacking, and if the cellphone is damaged, has no signal or runs out of power will be very inconvenient.

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But the question arises, how do I go to choose , do I take a pen to him to draw on, or speak to it, the notebook might be alive, try to talk it first. "I choose earthly level weirdness." When hearing my words, the notebook seemed to come to life, as if it was entwined with black mist, while also constantly turning over on its own, the temperature in the room also at this time became a few points colder, and finally the notebook still stopped at the first page, at which point the notebook appeared in a different handwriting from the beginning and the same as the robo

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“I think it’s an information spell. I think it’s giving her the information in the books in one go. Like she is having a super speed reading in one go. Maybe some kind of defence mechanism? When there are times of trouble maybe it will give all the information it holds to one source to keep as well as the books themselves?” Tilly touches the air around Nova as it crackles and hums. “It would make sense. This is a shield so that no one can interrupt the information transfer. Curious. I’ve heard about this once before but never seen it. Look at the way her eyes are moving where her brain is processing information at such a rapid rate.” “Yeah, fascinating” I say sarcastically, “Is she okay thou

climbed into my head . The inspector grabbed the note like a hound dog a fox. Uper in the laboratory. There, specialists: handwriting experts, chemists, psychiatrists and all the others will dissect it into parts in order to find out who produced the paper, ink, where and when they sold it, what disorders the person who wrote it suffers from ... If this helps to save Kitty in any way ...

Hello reader, First of all, let me say how glad I am to see you here. I don't know if you're a first-time reader of my works, or perhaps you've read my book on GN, Tekna (do give it a read when you have the time :-)), or perhaps you've even read any of my works of any other place apart from here. Whatever it may be, thank you for giving me and my work the opportunity to be a part of your reading history.

She notices a little book under the scattered documents. She opens the first page 'Drago Morningstar' is written on it, strange name, she thinks. She opens the next page 'Nightmare' is written on it. The word catches her attention, " Nightmare" she mumbles. "Nightmare" Rachael mumbles. A little force bends the air around the table as breeze brushes some documents to the ground. Suddenly, the book starts to flip pages by itself and Rachael panics. She runs to a corner of the office and looks in fear .

Another place I was to be made to feel like I was ostracized to the furthest part of the corner while the rest of the class sat comfortable near the front of the class closest to teacher Jaclyn. Jake kept turning his head to look at me that day in class, he kept catching my attention as well even though my long black hair hung down in stringy strands down past my elbows almost covering my faceas I kept my eyes down toward the desk, I was doodling a picture, nothing specific, just something to pass the time while teacher Jaclyn pressed on with her lesson about renewable energy, I didn't really need to take notes as I had always been good at remembering everything from class, guess it was part