One Hour Books Novels & Stories

"You don't have to be self-conscious. You wanted more information on the Luna's though, right?" "Right," I said with a nod, breathing an internal sigh of relief. He began to drag his fingers along the spine of the books, and I just stood back and watched. "Aha," he said at last, plucking a book from the shelf. It was a decent sized book, but nowhere near the size of those around it. "This is the history of the Luna's for the past century." "A whole century and it's that small?" I asked in surprise.

That would be utterly humiliating. I bit my lip tightly, my toes curling inward uncontrollably. That spot felt like it was on fire. “Do... Doctor, I feel awful...” “What’s wrong? Are you feeling the heat already?” Cowell spoke with a hint of excitement, and to my surprise, his rough, calloused hands reached straight for the crook of my thigh. I jumped in fright. My whole body trembled. “Doctor, what are you doing?” “You’re burning up! You’re way more sensitive than I thought. Normally, I have to wait until the whole incense burns, but it’s already taking effect after only half the incense has burned. You really are a minx!”

Still, the hours stretched endlessly before me. Bored out of my mind, I remembered the thick medical books Elizabeth had sent me about a month ago. At first, I got them to understand my own condition better, but now... it became my escape. I finished those first ones in just three days. Seeing that, Elizabeth sent me another huge pile, at least ten books. I'd already devoured five of them; the rest still waited for me. Honestly, I liked Elizabeth’s books better than anything I found in Dante’s grand library.

Pierce hated reading, but after that, he showed up at the library nonstop, rain or shine. He even checked out every book Lucia borrowed and forced himself to read them all. Until one day, he managed to grab the newest novel from her favorite author before she did. A soft tap landed on his shoulder. The girl he'd spent months thinking about was suddenly standing right in front of him. "Hey, can you let me know when you're done with that? I wanna borrow it too." Pierce forced down his panic and nodded like he was calm. Then he held up his phone.

I think I spent some time reading the book, and I almost forgot I was waiting for Gladimir to return. It was when I got to the second to the last chapter, I remembered that I was waiting for Gladmir. I glanced at my wristwatch, and I was shocked at how fast time had passed. It was about four hours already. ‘I had just spent four hours reading a book’ I frowned. I stared back at the book. When I was done with the book, I glanced at my wristwatch, I had already spent an extra hour. I ran out of patience, I couldn't wait for him any longer.

And oh, I had no idea how bad my burn is going to be. ************** MONDAY My eyes flickered from the book in my hand to the clock hanging on the wall across from me. I sucked into a deep breath of air and turned my attention back to my book. Three hours later and I repeated the same exact action, noticing that the time has only increased three freaking minutes.

She understood this, but she wasn't sure how to stop it. Minnow pushed all these anxieties down and set herself on autopilot. Her beloved matching grey tracksuit hung on the desk chair, and she eagerly put on the soft, stretchy material before crawling into the downy bed. She was asleep before her head hit the pillow, drowning out the ongoing party downstairs. Her sleep was dreamless until she entered the wolf's hour, inviting her deepest fears back into her mind—the hour between night and dawn when most people die, sleep is the most profound, and nightmares are the most real.

I entered mine, went through the three books I had gotten from the store, and set them down on the bed. I folded my arms and read their names. The Claiming Rites, Finding the One, and Under the Red Moon. There was no order in which anyone should read these books, so I sat down and picked up The Claiming Rites. After an hour, I finished reading. The book made zero sense, and then I picked up Finding the One and spent another hour reading through it. While the first book was incomplete, the second made a little more sense. I picked up the third, which I had gone to Zion’s room with. I took my time reading, and another hour went by.

He was currently sitting in a corner of the library where people can read their chosen books comfortably. He turned around and replied, “Hey Anthony, your back.” Anthony smiled and walked to the opposite chair facing Hans. He noticed that there are already a lot of piles of books on the table. He couldn’t help but be shocked at the number of books he found in just 3 hours. “Don’t tell me you are already done with these books?” On the left side of Hans, there’s a total number of 8 books that were placed. While on his right side there are only 2 books left. He would be totally shocked if Hans finished reading those 8 books in just a short amount of time.

As was the section on "Strategic Alliances: Knowing Who to Trust and Who to Watch." Finally, I glanced at the antique clock on the desk and realized with a start that nearly an hour had passed. I needed to get ready. I closed the book carefully and returned it to its place on the shelf. As I turned to leave, my eyes caught on another book, this one was slim and bound in white leather: "The Luna's Gift: Understanding Your True Power." I pulled it from the shelf, but when I opened it, the pages were blank. Completely blank, as if the book had never been written in or the ink had somehow faded entirely.