Questions To Ask About A Book Novels & Stories

Luca hovered above me, peering into the kindle reader screen to see what I was doing. “What book is that?” He asked, coming to sit beside me on the couch. We were in the library. Or rather, I was. I had no idea where he just came in from. I raised a brow at him in question. “Since when do you ask me about the books I read?” He shrugged. “My subconscious mind is curious. Come on, humour me. What sub-dom freaky freaky are you reading this time?”

At least, not me. The smell of old books hit my nostrils as I trailed my hands on the spines of the books, reading out loud their titles. "What are we exactly looking for?" I asked. "Anything that you think would answer our questions. But remember, don't judge a book by its cover or title. At least try reading the content index or the summary at the back of the book cover." "Thanks." I said with sarcasm lacing my voice tone. It felt like ages, going through myriad books and reading their titles etc. in the dark. I heard Damien plopping on the floor with a loud sigh. I was about to give up as well but then something caught my eye.

"Okay so you are unsure of what to ask, that's not a problem. I will tell you everything I know and try to answer all of your questions which will be answerable." He stood up and walked towards his desk and picked up a book with red embellishments decorating it. "So let me tell you a story, maybe e that will help you to decide what should you ask? Okay?" "Okay," he smiled warmly and opened the book and opened a particular page. I couldn't see what he was writing because he was standing feeling feet away from me.

Instead, they just started flipping through the pages of the book, looking for which store to choose. While I was standing there next to them, praying they didn’t choose more than a few of the stories. “Poison, this one seems interesting.” The outgoing twin stated about to touch the page. I muttered a few curses under my breath that they ‌either didn’t hear or ignored. Although Poison wasn’t the darkest story in my book; it wasn’t the lightest either. “Shouldn’t we read the book description first?” the other twin asked “Of course not! Who even reads book descriptions?” was the first one’s response.

the man I came to hear, said. He pointed a man to me whom gave me a little book. I opened the book and flipped through the pages. "This is really what I want," I thought to myself but not to look suspicious, I looked at them all. "What do you want me to do?" "That's the reason we are here to discuss," the man leading the group said. "As a new member, we would need to ask you some questions." I nodded knowing that I already knew the questions for their new members. I answered all their questions correctly but made sure I used some other different clauses to answer one or two of the questions so that they won't suspect anything.

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His questions and her answers and the afternoon going gold around all of it. It was so ordinary it took my breath away a little. It was a book on a nightstand. It was candles at nine in the morning. It was a man who used to not read books that cost something sitting across a kitchen island asking well, and meaning about six different things by it, and me saying you were right and meaning the same six things back. I closed the book at the page I'd reached and held it for a moment. I set the book on the coffee table.

she snickered. "Well, I love fantasy, action, thriller and suspense books but those books were different" he spoke with excitement. He liked talking about his favourite books. "Why?" "Is this an interview questions?" he chuckled while she smiled shyly at him. "Answer, maybe I can read it" "ARB101 book is a short story but I love the begin of the book, it started with Whatsapp chat while Adiya Amir is the sweetest of all. The book inspires me a lot" he finished.

He replied as he continued to look around. “And what is that book about?” I wondered why he was persistently still searching when he already figured out what was taken. “It’s a book about the history of our kinds, but now I’m beginning to doubt if that’s what the book is all about.” He said without glancing at me. “Then why are you still searching?” I finally asked. “Because that book wasn’t the only thing they came for?” He said, finally looking me in the eye. I could tell he was getting impatient with my questions, but I was determined to know everything he knew.

he suggested. “In case you might have forgotten…before reading, there is the finding part. So…how do you suggest we find them?” He looked at her closely, “you are asking the wrong questions…again.” She closed the book and placed it on the table, “and the right questions would be? Enlighten me if you may please…” Adjusting his sitting posture, “Who removed the pages and why did they remove them. These are the questions you should be asking,” he responded. She picked the glass of blood, “as for the why…we both know. Unless you have something about the ‘who part’…I am listening.”