Only Human Book Novels & Stories

The owner, a wise old man with a gentle smile, welcomed us as if he had been expecting our arrival. As we peruse the shelves, our eyes landed on a worn, leather-bound journal that seemed to call out to us. Intrigued, we opened it to find a collection of handwritten stories, each one filled with magic, adventure, and the triumph of the human spirit. The journal spoke of forgotten legends, hidden treasures, and ancient prophecies.

Ruben mumbles, and I turn to him. "Why risk it," I ask, and he looks between Kohn and me before answering. "Most human mates will have positive stories....the more....modern packs accept humans easily. Good stories should come forward for our benefit. Maybe the hype will die down," Ruben shrugs, and I shake my head immediately disagreeing. "No, very few humans will have strong enough stories to combat the fear now lingering in most of the human's minds.......Why did the Loner out us," I ask, turning my attention back to Kohn, who shifts back and forth on the balls of his feet awkwardly before answering?

The book totally has 60 pages, each has 12 to 15 lines. I read the book somewhat unwillingly until one line caught my attention which caused all the hair in my body to stand up immediately. "Once again I'm warning you, Heil is not what you are thinking. His brain is more active than the normal human and he can see your past once he looks into your eyes. Trust me, he is a human, not an animal. I hope my first 30 pages would have cleared your doubt." What!! Heil is not a human!!! It's a monster. I saw that with my own eyes. The book is totally shit!!

Ervine said, wriggling her eyebrows with a crooked smile. He was disgusted by her suggestions, “ have fun on my behalf…” he told her walking away. He was walking through the hallway that led to the back entrance when he saw the big bold writing on the wall, ' Historical books Section'. “ Wait here” he instructed a confused Middleton as he walked into the section. Indeed, it was filled with his aura. He walked down the aisle, touching his books which were no longer his. He felt one and chuckled. “ The human race: Extinction or not…” he whispered reading the title out. He had gotten this book when he was still infatuated with humans.

The bookstore was more crowded than usual. A new controversial book had been published on the war between the three humanity derived races and it had crashed the internet, so people were coming in by the droves to pick up hard copies. It was said that it was actually being denounced by the leaders of the vampires, werewolves, and humans, so it made one wonder how it got published in the first place. It also made it that much more desirable.

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Deciding to study so my grades don't completely tank, but when I look at my nightstand, I frown. There are many stacks of magazines that I recognize as Ashley's, but one question lingers in my mind: Why are all those books about seducing man-wolves? "There's even a book about how to be a she-wolf who is attractive and arousing to an Alpha… Is she a werewolf fan? But why did she—" I pause mid-sentence as the neighbor’s window opens. I notice that it's opened by a girl wearing glasses, but what catches my attention is the guy sitting on the long sofa: It's Nicholas!

For the first time since creation Sophia was afraid. Not because of the Primordials. Not because of Asterion. Not because of the First Silence. Not even because Lucien had disappeared and returned. She was afraid because something had happened that none of them had prepared for. The book had named a human. Aondona. And the moment that name appeared every universe became silent. Sophia stared at the black book. “Who is he?” Noah didn’t answer. Mora didn’t answer.

Although for Ingrid humans were only slightly more evolved animals, she could not deny that they also possessed her charm. In the library she read a book written by a human named Leonardo Da Vinci; While she was reading the book, she noticed that the human Leonardo was a kind of Scholar, but he could not use magic, and although he possessed that disability, this did not limit him, since he was able to create very interesting machines. This Leonardo, she reminded him of 4ndr3, since they are both researchers. Staring at the young human, she wonders if he is an interesting human like Leonardo or just a slightly more evolved insect.

Smelling the air, a couple of times I could make out that he was running away from us but where was he going? Sam’s voice snapped me back to current events, “you were going to protect me.” I would protect this tiny human from anything I could. She’s my human, no one else can touch her, and I would kill anyone who wished harm on her. Even if I didn’t like it, she was mine. I walked over to her and stood in front of her. She was so fragile and small compared to me. This female was mine, her black hair in the moonlight flashed silver back to black as it moved in the wind. Her ocean-blue eyes looked deep into my soul.