Novel The Invisible Man Novels & Stories

Breathe Two servants crossed ahead with linens. I pressed to the wall though breath didn’t matter. One shivered. “Did you feel that?” she whispered. “Feel what?” “Like someone walked over.” They hurried off. I understood then-invisibility was not nothing. It was a presence without a body, a cold space where a person should be. People could sense the hole I made in the air. The thought of it frightened me The stairwell to the lower levels waited with its mouth of shadows. I remembered Kellan warning me never to come here alone, remembered Rowan’s blood bright on the floor.

The music started again. By the time they threw me into the small, damp room that was to be my new home, I was gasping for air. The servant chambers were located in the bowels of the palace, where the stone was always wet and the air tasted of mold. Every breath felt like a shockwave of broken glass traveling down my lungs. I collapsed against the stone wall, the silver chains clinking mockingly in the dark. I closed my eyes, praying for a sleep that wouldn't come, a sleep that would swallow the memory of Lia’s hand in his hair. Hours passed. Or maybe it was only minutes. In the dark, time becomes a distorted thing. I lay there, shivering, my body trying to heal the invisible wounds of a rej

Chapter 1: The Announcement The trick to going invisible in a room full of rich people was simple. You keep your shoulders low and move at an even pace, don't rush. My eyes were fixed on the tray, never on their faces, I offered a small smile if someone glanced over, just enough to seem safe, then faded back into the background before they thought twice. I had practiced this for three years, and I was very used to it. But invisibility was never the real goal. It was just the way I got there.

"Fine, like fine is a complete word that means what it means." Lena put the cap on the lip gloss and turned to face her fully, which was Lena's way of indicating that she was no longer making casual conversation. "You've been with him for two years. You barely talk about him. You talk about the shop, you talk about your aunt, you talk about the book you're reading. You don't talk about him." "Some people are private." "You're private. He's invisible." Ignoring the comment, Serena picked up her bag. "Let's go."

The book is totally shit! But..but..Damn!!! Where are the first 30 pages? Someone should have torn those pages. But who? And why? If it's is a human then where is he? By chance is he watching our every movement? But..but.. from where? I gulped down nervously. I don't want to believe this book. Without my knowledge, the book slipped out of my hand and I looked down at the book like I'm facing the real ghost and the sentence read, "...eyes, pale skin human."

The thought scared me, I shook the feeling away not wanting to feel paranoid. Now time to get more pictures. Mrs. V is always wanting to know what is new and whether I found the dirty secrets that Mr. Dominic hid, maybe this might calm her for some time. I turned quickly hoping they didn’t leave by now but lucky me as soon as turned I hit a hard chest and my drink spilled all over the man’s chiseled chest.

There are men scattered everywhere. "Here take this, you have to wear it" Helena says, handing me a nose mask and similar nurse uniforms to wear "I told them I'll be bringing someone to help me out today, in order for them not to suspect you" she says and I nod, taking off my original clothes and changing into the ones she handed me. I pull my hair from its ponytail to cascade around me, to form a curtain around my face. I slip on the nose mask, covering my mouth, nose, and cheeks, which is basically hiding most part of my face.

) He quietly yawned and stood up, attempting to return to the exit by walking past the bookshelves and her desk, but his eyes widened as he became aware of her presence. (Oh, my goodness!) When he realized the Empress was still working at her desk, he swiftly shifted and became invisible, one with the wind. (... she's a workaholic, too... but how can I get out of here now?! When is she going to leave her office?!) He thought to himself as he went back behind the bookshelves and sat on the floor once again. (Perhaps I should read some books while I'm here.) He pulled one book behind him, which had a purple cover and appeared to be quite old.

Marcus was panicking and tries to run behind the car but he heard his father laughing, he stopped and turned around to him. "W-what?" He uttered. The all soil space earlier just turned into a big building, as if the soils were dissolving, it was like an edited video. "Our gang holds the highest technology means son, it is called the forcefield which invisibly hides our headquarters in plain sight of others, but if they walked towards it without knowing the forcefield, boom! they get electrocuted and die." Marcos explained, he was shocked to the core, imagine if he just casually walked there earlier, he surely will be an overcooked human now!

It had been so long that I felt something as closely remote to this- I was stuck. Our worlds that resembled parallel lines suddenly intersected and any uniform balance that I had was thrown out the window. Everyday with him was an adventure. He bought chaos into my bleek world and I hadn't regretted one single moment. He was like a drug and I hadn't even realised when I became addicted. So, to stay away from him, and to ignore his pleas and calls to answer him felt like a curse.