One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest Kindle นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Gerey stood up - Jeyrin still concealed in the dark of the library desk, and went to a rack of books. ‘GEOGRAPHY AND FAIRYTALE SECTION’ spelled at the top of the shelf and as Gerey scanned from book to book, he remembered a few he'd read at school, ‘Knowing Wabrook's Water Brooks and Bodies’ by Whitaker Flarogue, ‘Sunset at Ingfalls’ by Simponie Gugh, ‘The best habitat for all - Ingfalls - Book One’ by Cuulambs Nicktra, but they were not what he searched for.

*Thunk* a book collided with my head nearly knocking me out of the tree I was perched in. I grabbed onto a branch, shaking the changing leaves loose. A flurry of red swirled around me then fell back to earth. "Thanks," I muttered sarcastically as my beloved owl Gera, landed on the branch beside me. I rubbed the lump on my head absently, and she puffed up her snowy white feathers with a look that told me I should be grateful for what I got. I opened the book and smelled the lovely old book scent. The human library perfectly cultivated this one-of-a-kind aroma.

HAZEL’S POV The cold evening breeze hit my skin, flipping the pages of the book I held in my hand. In the middle of the flowers and trees, I felt at peace. This place, was indeed my sanctuary. I flipped back the pages and began to read through the book Celeste had given me. It was a story about a bird, that wanted freedom from his family, but suffered the consequences for being rebellious. It had a very terrible end, but it was rather enjoyable.

-"For the Moon Goddess Blizzard, tell this bird to do its job. How hard can it be to go get the keys?" -"Settle down your emotions. Relax. Clear your mind." Blizzard instructs, and I grunt, causing the snowflake bird to fly away. Just great. My anxiety is through the roof. How am I supposed to calm down when there is a raging war brewing outside? Exactly I can't. -"Ah, here I thought I was the one going nuts, but I think our Luna is the one flying over the cuckoo's nest." Morris jokes, and I sent him a death glare.

Others said it was a palace. Cassandra strolled on, practically hanging her head over her back looking at the twilit sky. She could see the patterns the early stars begin to form. Other people said they couldn't see them, but Cassandra always could. Thanks to all her time, shutting inside the library when her foster folk was being too much to bear. But then she heard a bird cry that froze her on her feet. The girl didn't see the bird until it flew down on her. It happened all at once that she had no time to scream or even be frightened. With one smooth motion, the large owl jumped on her, and she felt the brush of sharp claws against her shoulders before it was past her.

"Do you see that nest over there???!!! Go ahead and shoot it. If there is something residing inside that nest, then let us wish that it will be enough to drive the beast away!" Audrey pointed out to the direction of the nest. Jace nodded his head when he understands what was Audrey was planning to do. "Alright!!!" Jace shouted back. They have to shout in order for them to hear one another. The furious growl of the beast as well Nika's high pitch scream was too much of a nuisance in their conversation. When Jace releases the dagger in his hand and shoots it to the direction of the nest, it cleanly slices it from the attachment of the branch. The nest fell from the tree straight to the beast's

I wasn’t sure I would be getting a lot of time to read. I unfolded the crumpled paper and my hot red face turned cold when I saw a part of the paper torn. Courtesy of my skilled hands. The letters were still readable and I made an attempt to read it. Just then, there was a familiar croaking sound in the distance and from the window facing above me, a raven flapped its wings inside and flew right where I was. I shrieked at the sight and slid away from it. The raven sat on the floor beside and crooked its beaked-head at me as if watching my predicament. Before I could do something, white light from the window flooded into my sight and I was temporarily blinded.

CHAPTER HUNDRED -THIRTY-ONE *Maybe this is a bad idea* The once sunny and colourful afternoon suddenly transformed into a dark and gloomy late afternoon. The firey ball was shrouded in the dreary clouds and blackbirds dotted the sky as their hoarse cries echoed across the sky, tracing chills down her spine: the Caw! Caw! Caw! The birds made her nervous and anxious as she scurried down a deserted forest. Good lord! This place gives me the chills!

Eva looks perfectly at peace, like she’s laughing with an old friend instead of a woman she visited in person for a week and has been writing letters to sometimes since. A feeling I don’t know how to name crunches through my chest. I’m in the middle of a Goddess-damned party. I crush the feeling down and saunter over to them like there’s nothing in the world wrong with the woman I’m supposed to be mated to and the one who tricked the Goddess Herself to mate with me sitting together. “What’s so funny?” I drop into the seat next to Eva and sling my arm around her shoulders. Eva swipes a tear from her eye. “Candace was telling me a story about the ruddy-breasted flycatchers, and—”

I nod to Conor to partner him. Get back to camp. I pop my ears. The voice—if that’s what it is—is silent. The sun’s still high, the sky is blue and cloudless, and the woods are peaceful. Birds chirp. Beavers are building a dam a half-mile downstream. Shivers creep up my spine. A black dot swoops across the horizon, riding a current. My fangs shoot out. “Damn.” I suck the cut. It’s just a hawk, not even a very big one.