Once Burned Book Novels & Stories

The next second, he turned and ran straight for the door without hesitation. By then, I had already been settled into a hospital by Grandpa. As the doctor examined my injuries, he couldn't help muttering under his breath. "Injured this badly, and you kept tearing the wounds open again and again. This is pure recklessness." Grandpa held my hand tightly, his face full of pain. "My poor granddaughter… you've suffered so much. Your parents are fools! I didn't intervene this time, and they still managed to behave so disgracefully. Fools!"

⸻ Almost deliberately. ⸻ Then a single object emerged. ⸻ Not a weapon. ⸻ Not a creature. ⸻ Not a god. ⸻ A book. 📖 ⸻ A simple book. ⸻ Floating in the air. ⸻ Burned. ⸻ Damaged. ⸻ Ancient. ⸻ Its pages were torn. ⸻ Its cover almost destroyed. ⸻ Yet one title remained visible. ⸻

"Like you, I was reborn. I returned to the moment you called me in our previous life. But this time, I didn't receive a call from you, so I assumed the same thing must have happened to you. "I was pressed for time back then, so I couldn't inform you. I broke my company's regulations to use the helicopter. Coincidentally, a friend of mine who works as a firefighter was doing a fire safety inspection at my office, so I brought him along." I looked at his side profile and felt my heart clench. He was my old neighbor who grew up with me. He had always protected me like a brother. Before I got married, he kept advising me against marrying Jared. We fought because of that, and I rarely reached out

I lost the best friend I ever had, and I lost the person I used to be. I never went hunting for flings at concerts again. I learned the hard way: never count on luck, and never get involved with strangers on a whim. Everything came full circle. The person someone was with back then could, one day, end up connected to our own family.

One year quickly passed leaving tons of questions and dramas, the TV adaptation of the first book of the three-part series is finally shown and it's immediately trended on social media. "Congratulations, Ms. Cela! You are now a certified blockbuster writer," Hyun said. "Thank you but I'm hardly a blockbuster writer so please stop saying that. Also, I don't want to hear those compliments that may lead to more work," Cela joked. "Got that," Hyun said. "But now you have no reason to decline blind dates and speed dating."

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If that's the norm, I won't care if I'm included or not. I just went to the library to read a book about Eleftheria. Maybe there is information there about the volcano. I will just pour out my anger and annoyance there. I am being immature and I don't understand myself either. The Palace library is spacious. Even if I spend a year reading it I won't finish all the books. Fortunately, it's easy to find what you need to read here because there are names. I went to the row where there were books about different parts of Valeria. I saw there a book about Samona, Caracass, Avalone, and Valencia. There was also a book about monsters in the Valeria forest and Eleftheria caught my eye.

Parang may maliit na bagay na nakaipit dito. Out of curiosity, agad ko ng kinuha ang librong 'yon mula sa shelf then dusted it off. "'Where the sun doesn't shine' by Marvens Jeff Bonhomme..?" I couldn't help but shook my head just reading the title at the cover page. This hardbounded black book was no doubt a novel, an old novel kaya ba't naman nandito ito? Was Mr. Romero also interested with this piece of crap? With disgust glare at that book, kinuha ko na lamang yong papel na nakaipit dito and then put that book back to the shelf.

"I'll dig another chamber nearby, bigger than this one. We'll plant crops underground. With the sunlight we channel in and the water supply, the heat during the apocalypse will actually help things grow. We just need a month of food stored up until the crops start coming in." We divided up the work and got everything ready just in time. Tomorrow, the heatwave apocalypse would arrive. That night, I curled up on the big bed in the cellar, holding Blazewing close while waiting for the apocalypse to begin. When I woke up the next morning, I could already feel the difference. The cellar was warmer than yesterday, rising from damp and cold to a cozy, comfortable temperature. Blazewing stretched on

Now, I have turned those cinders into a blade. Bennett did not lose hope, desperate to hit back after losing everything. "You think you're the winner?" The email attachment showed my face crudely edited onto explicit images, with the backdrop of our family's hotel, sent to every young member of the prominent families.