Notebook Novels & Stories

Rose still looked at me with unsure eyes but Iris and Jasmine seemed to have warmed to me, thankfully. "Lilly, why don't you show him around the house and then we'll all head to bed" Iris suggested. Lilly sighed and nodded. I looked at her and she nodded for her to follow me. She walked around the house and showed me the bathrooms and her mother's and aunt's rooms along with the study. I was intrigued with the study. It had curious books everywhere along with plants. There was a desk but also a work table with all sorts of bottles and jars and drying plants on it.

The notebook's cover is a half blue and half pink and there's a bold lettering for the word 'mommy'. 'Is this a dairy?' He smiled again and took the notebook out. He sat on the floor and began to flip the pages. At first, it is just only an introduction of who is the owner and what she feels at first. 'She wanted to talk about something with me but she can't utter a single word when she has changed to speak.' He scanned every page of the notebook but found that some pages have torn. Meaning, some important notes and has a critical truth about how Sandra feels has been missing.

I lay the girl on the ground as best I can and then transform and move her into a comfortable position. I put the backpack under my head and I look at the trees and the few stars that can be seen between the trees, without being lucky enough to see the moon. I close my eyes to get some sleep, but not without being attentive. As soon as the first rays of sunlight brighten the sky, I get up to wake Annabeth. -Here- I hand her a chocolate bar after rummaging through my backpack. She thanks me and we eat our candy bars pretty quickly.-Come on- I get up and give her the backpack

They asked me to follow them and turned to leave without giving anymore details. I paused for a second to think about it, but my instincts betrayed me. I followed behind them and walked into larger room, six times my size of room. A large portrait of the Alpha and a man and a woman behind him hung up in the wall. It grabbed my attention the moment I walked in. Everything about the room looked sophisticated. Obsidian carvings, an artwork that added life to the room, the floor was marbled, but somehow I could see my reflection almost clearly. The furnitures in the room and the private balcony stashed with vintage wines.

A timeline. I could work with timelines.

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