Outlander Book 4 Novels & Stories

This prevented the room from fully benefiting from the cool breeze that the moonlit night afforded. I inched the brocade fabric back just enough to allow my body to benefit from the air that flitted through the window and sighed. If I was alone, I’d light the room and read more of my aunt’s journal. It rested on the table next to the chair that I’d settled into so I picked it up and caressed its smooth leather binding. My finger came upon the gouge that I’d made with the fireplace poker and I scowled. I hated the fact that I’d marred something so precious. Not only were leather bound books a rarity, but this was one that held the secrets of the life of a relative. It should be revered

Odin knows me and is always worried about me especially concerning my dark past. "Sorry, I shouldn't be too emotional thinking about that day." I can feel my eyes already watering the just thought of my little girl's face. "I need to stay focus." "Don't work yourself up because of the past. I know you can't forget everything that has happened to you." Odin says. "I too have a dark past and I couldn't over come it until the day I lost my wife. I thought my profession can give her a good life but Lorraine wasn't like most girls I knew. She wasn't materalistic. She didn't care for expensive jewelry, designer bags, anything exquisite. Lorraine is the type of woman who wants to spend time with th

I glance at the clock, hating the second hand as it keeps ticking, dragging me closer to six-thirty. I sniffle, rest my head on my fist, and turn the page of a book I'm not paying attention to. Since I got home, I've sat here, in my pastel pink pajamas, my stomach tied in knots at the thought of him showing up to take me to dinner. I lick my parched lips and shake my head, forcing myself to focus on the small words neatly printed onto the cream paper of the book I hold in my hands. I've read Outlander a million times, but this is the first time I find myself not being engrossed by the story.

She turned, and to her surprise, it opened softly. Inside it, was another key, large and gold. “Take it,” he said. “It belongs to you.” Caitlin reached in and took the key, her mind racing. It was heavy, smooth. She could feel an incredible power coming off of it. “It is one of the four keys,” the man said. “Only you can find the other three. When you have all four, you will meet your father. And he will give you the Shield. “You are on a very sacred mission,” he added. “You must find him. For all of us.”

End of Chapter 45 ---

- explained the receptionist, looking at him. Hearing the woman's words, Kai looked a little panicked at the watch on his wrist. - Ah, in fact, I'm terribly sorry, it's my fault.- Kai glanced briefly at the man standing behind the woman.- I'll be taking care of you, Mr Yakamoto, just say goodbye to Miss Sakurai.- he assured, then turned to Miyuki, who had already got up from the armchair and soon went to the door. The book he had given her was no longer on the top of his desk, but in Miyuki's bag that she had on her shoulder. Kai was sure of it because he could feel the vibrations emanating from there.

Hello reader! I want to take this opportunity to thank you for getting this far into the story. I should have mentioned this in the beginning but it's never to late to do so, right? The book has four parts. We have already gotten through part 1: Helena's Contract and we have four more to follow. A brief overview: Part 1: Helena's Contract Part 2: The Italian Belle Part 3: The English Affair Part 4: Tainted Bloodline

Caden replied, his voice filled with remorse and helplessness. Angry tears streamed down Olivia's cheeks, muffling her voice as she spoke, "Wrong. You could have said and done so much more back then, in that corridor! But no, you waited for three weeks to show up with your sorry face! And what excuse did you come up with? This book!" Olivia snatched the book from the table and repeatedly struck it against his chest, each blow causing him to flinch backward. Despite his instinctive reaction, he found himself gripping her wrist, trying to stop her assault.

Chapter Three,The Book That Burns. She whispered, “No…” The final line appeared, slow and deliberate. Chapter Four, Olivia Dies or did she…?