Randonautica Book Novels & Stories

Book 2: Random Wetness: Blurb: What would you do if, in the middle of a wild party, just trying to dance your heartbreak away over a colleague you secretly crave, then a stranger grabbed you from behind, bent you over so fast and started fucking. Just when you wanted to raise your voice, you started enjoying the pleasure….you leaving you too weak to stand? Yeah. That happened to me. Crushing on the dangerously handsome Kaelon Draven, who doesn’t even know I exist, has driven me to some very reckless choices: Like hiring a smug love doctor to cure my obsession. Like disguising myself as a man just to land a job in his company.

Butt naked? I sink to my knees beside the crate and pick up the top book, a small white-covered paperback with a surreal picture of a sun with a human face on it. Jean-Jacques Rousseau’s Discourse on the Origin and Basis of Inequality Among Men. The pages are sepia and brittle as fall leaves. I’ve never heard of it.

" And this is for you. " Ritvik handed over his spare wristwatch to Arjun. " Thanks for this. " Arjun replied to him. Ritvik tried looking for Rhythm. He looked all around but he was unable to find him and then his eyes went to the book that was kept under the table lamp. It was ' Cosmos by Carl Sagan' It looked like Rhythm liked its cover. Initially, Rhythm went there because he liked the lamp but the cover of the book did attract him. He can't read anything that was written there.

But, still it is strange for a circular object like that being able to talk like a human being is weird but more than less can float in the air, like that should be impossible, is what Naraja had thought… Minch: “Sooooo, are we gonna continue moving this along so we can get closer towards getting the “Red Book Of Memories”, or not?” Soon as someone new who Naraja had an oddly sense of brotherhood towards too interrupted him out of his thoughts, he then immediately felt a pang of guilt for holding up this grandiose adventure that they were about to embark on. So Naraja clasped his hands together and bowed his head as way to apologize towards Minch, as the group of eight proceeded down the bri

If only her body and mind works at the same pace. "Sandra?" Salvador asked curiously. "My sister." Luna nodded. "You don't look alike." He stated. "They say that alot." Her eyes caught a quite complex map. She wasn't that good at reading maps but she could tell it was more of an action theme by the different territories marked out. "The maps are for your books right?" "Hmm..." Salvador hummed. "Then which book is this?" She turned over the book for him to see. "Let me see." He adjusted the nerdy glass sitting on his nose, squinting his eyes at the note. "I think it's 'NEKON'S.' map."

My lips twisted. I flipped through several more pages, skimming for new details and new hooks I could sink my teeth into. There wasn’t much more about Elyra specifically. There are plenty of vague threats about witches in general. But no clear *how* to undo what she’d done. Of course not. The people who wrote this liked to catalog disasters, not solve them. Frustration surged. I pushed the heavy book away and dragged the thinner, darker‑bound volume toward me—“Northern Lore,” Rowan had called it.

Author Tina Nwuba: “12/7/25. My newest book is going to be out by next week. That storyline is one of a kind and not just your typical storylines. Book's name: ‘The School Of Supernatural Beings; A Scientist Within'. Do give the book a try after it's available on the Goodnovel app next week”.

The Rennar symbol. She snatched the key. The metal was cold. Without a backward glance, she fled. The Rennar library was a tomb of forgotten truths. She went straight to a section blocked by a frayed red rope. The Forbidden Collection. She found it: Instinct and Transformation: Observations on the Lycanthrope. She carried the heavy tome to a table, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. The pages crackled with age. She skimmed past charts of moon cycles and dietary notes until her eyes found a heading that stopped her breath.

I only kept the Alpha and Luna’s quarters and t,hen I had everything else demolished and t,he library was built. This is my floor, my solitude. I make my way to the library first, I don't know why but I feel something pulling me there. I open thr huthedouble doors and i,t still hits me, how rand this room is, it's; it'slly the envy of all the packs, this; thisry had every single book on the supernatural, ever; everyyou can think off isofre, we even have grimoires that were thought to be lost.

“I might enjoy that book and given what you like, you might too.” I said, smirking at him. “Love the Unexpected?” I asked, looking at him. “It’s about two people that were dealt a bad hand, but learned to love each other despite all that was against them. You were right when you told me I wouldn’t have picked you if it wasn’t for the mate bond. You have a mouth on you and you are a fighter. The Moon Goddess knew what she was doing when she gave me you. You were everything I didn’t know I needed. You have made me a better man. I’m proud to stand beside you. I’m so lucky to have you.”