Novel & Cerita Penelope Sky Books

Note: There will be three books in this series, so try to connect with every character. Anyone could be the main character in the next book. Sky’s P.O.V. It’s late at night, and I’m in the middle of fucking a girl from behind. The girl’s hands are tied to the bedposts, and her moans fill the room as I give her deep and hard thrusts, squeezing her buttocks. “Oh… God…” she begs, “Can I come, Sky, please…”

After taking a shower Penelope was drying her hair with the towel. She had made chicken salad for dinner. She logged in to her I*******m and started scrolling while eating food. Her friend from Washington, Vanessa, had texted her. She used to work with her in the coffee shop back there. She replied to her and all the other pending text messages. After dinner, she put the bowl in the dishwasher and called her, and told her about the job. Vanessa had got a job too, in Washington. She was a major in English Literature. She had gotten a job as a writer in some publication company. She promised her that she would come and meet her as soon as possible.

Once the dinner was cleared away, Penelope stood tall, her face glowing with smug satisfaction. The air around her seemed to pleasurable as she surveyed her prisoners—Brandon and Britney, both bound by her twisted desires. "I know you want Brandon happy," Penelope said, as if speaking to a dear friend, "I'm the one who can give him everything he deserves. Give us your blessing, Brit. You're like the sister I never had."

“Lorenzo... Rom—” Before I can finish, a small voice pipes up from behind me. “That’s me.” I turn and find a boy standing by the hallway, holding a sketchpad. His dark brown eyes study me curiously, his hair tousled like he’s just woken up from a nap. He’s probably around six or seven. I smile gently. “Hi, Bryan. I’m Penelope.” He shuffles closer, still clutching his sketchpad. “Are you the girl who makes pretty necklaces?”

So I gave him a half-truth. “This book… it’s connected to Penelope,” I muttered, forcing the words through stiff lips. Julian stilled. His eyes looked briefly to the silver crest on the cover before meeting mine again. “How?” I shook my head. “I don’t know yet. But she was meant to find it. Her father left her a letter, said it holds the truth of who she is.” His brows furrowed, suspicion battling with something else, concern maybe. “You mean to tell me you stole a book from Ironclad’s library, in the middle of everything we’re going through, because of Penelope?”

She slithers away and extends her body to reach out for books and gave them to me saying, "Here's all the books containing all that you have to know. The primary creatures of our world." I carried those books as I walked away. I could feel the librarian's eyes at me as if she's searching some sort of darkness in my soul. I whisper to Skye before she puts on her headphones and sleep, "Hey Skye, what are those books?" Skye flinches as she looks at me the same way the librarian looked at me. She was about to say something as she opens her mouth but she didn't. Instead, she smiled and says after a pause, "It's nothing important."

I just had to be careful, hoping that agreeing to meet him wouldn’t turn out to be a huge mistake,” she thought. Already feeling sleepy, Penelope yawned and sank deeper into the bed, setting her phone carefully on the nightstand. ******* The next day passed in a haze. Penelope spent hours glued to her favorite series, Beauty in Black, completely absorbed in the latest season. She laughed, gasped, and munched on snacks, occasionally muttering at the screen, losing all sense of time. Before she realized it, night had fallen. When she finally glanced at the clock, her eyes widened.

he said, pointing at the sky. When Penelope turned her gaze to the sky which she hadn't noticed earlier, fear gripped her heart and before Harold could say one more word, she started running towards the forest, too, for safety. But she was too late. Out of nowhere, a shadowish ghoul hovered towards her at a great speed and knocked her off her feet. Penelope went sprawling on the rocky ground and the stones and small bumps dug into her skin. Her body became an outlet for the blood that smeared the ground.

After what appeared to be half an hour Skye slumped against the right bookshelf knowing that it was sturdy. His back leaned against the shelf while he rested his arms on his legs which were leaning against his chest. “It was here, I swear I saw it” Skye spoke in a defensive manner as he looked at the girls wearily, he was not going insane. For sure he had seen it but where was it? Pursing her lips, Anberine looked at the books carefully to see they were only about funguses and their poisons. Raising a brow she was left more confused as to why the secrets would be hidden in this area.

I watch as Penelope peeks her head in and holds up her book as she questions, “Do you mind if I read in here now?” I shake my head no and begin to smile as I remember the book with the seductive cover that she had earlier. I try to hide my smile as I say, “Of course not. Come on in, Penelope.” She smiles as she walks in and I try not to stare, but her new outfit fits her perfectly. She wore a white lace romper that had a halter top, and her black curls were brushed toward the right side of her face.