Once Book Novels & Stories

Him looking at me like I was the only person in the room made me feel like I was under a microscope. Walking over and placing his briefcase on his desk he turns and addresses everyone. "Hello class. I see we have a few new faces and since I am still new here I will introduce myself." Walking over to the blackboard he picks up some chalk and begins writing. I can't see until he turns around and notice to elaborate handwriting while he announces "I am your professor, Mr. Belikov." And that's when I notice the slight accent. Must be Russian or something. It's not strong, but its definitly there.

Jay added. " I can't say" Em's eyes widened. " Somebody stole those books? Really?" " Don't be silly," Jacquard said. " Then, what?" Jay said. " The first edition and the only edition of the book known as The Abasia, Our Origin? The first ever king of Abasia Kingdom's draft of the Declaration of Independence? Or top secrets?" " No, it is just some books." " Aha!" Jay said. "So it was a book!"

Carson was doing his work on his laptop in his room when he heard a knock on the door. It was his mother. He asked her to come in. Hera came to talk to him about the engagement between Carson and Amanda. Carson kept his laptop aside and looked at his mother. “There’s something I need to talk to you about, son.”

The book cover was made of thick leather with parchment pages tightly bound together with twine. With trembling hands, Anna opened the cover and began reading the first page, and the next, and the next. She was astonished to see the text was word-for-word the exact same as the manuscript her publishing company was about to release in a few days, plus several thousand years in the future.

I slowly went to sit on the sofa, on the spot where he was sitting some time ago. I stared at the first book. A yellowed cover, almost a few decades old, lay inconspicuously on top of the other books. I should divert my mind. What if Janet’s vision is wrong? I have never met an oracle until today, but I have heard that not everything they say is written in stone. Having nothing better to do or think about, I picked up the first book titled ‘Renaud pack’s Rise and Fall’ which was written by Al Mauvin.

No one had heard from him since. She thought about the book; Nicole's curiosity got the better of her. She rummaged through her bag, searching for the book, and finally, her fingers closed around it. She pulled it out, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation. The cover was simple, with just the title, "Eternal Devotion," embossed on the front. Nicole ran her fingers over the cover, feeling a sense of connection to Gage. She opened the book, and the pages crackled as she turned to the author note.