Reader Lives A Thousand Lives Novels & Stories

The voice was calm. Almost gentle. “You keep choosing against the story.” Sophia answered: “Because it’s our life.” The voice laughed softly. “No.” “It’s my story.” The Reader Appears A man appeared in the doorway. Ordinary. Young. Wearing a white shirt. Holding a book. He looked at Sophia. “You have been remarkably difficult.” Sophia stared. “You’re the Reader.” He smiled. “Yes.” Lucien stepped forward. “Then you’re the one threatening my family.” The Reader looked at him.

Nodding, Kendall said, “I read them this morning, and they told me friends would surround me. She waved her arm to encompass everyone and added, “And here we are.” “You read Tarot?” Lewis asked, leaning toward her. At her nod, he asked, “Would you read mine one of these days?” “Sure,” she said enthusiastically. “I’d love to! I’ll read everyone’s cards if they’d like.” The four of them nodded, some more enthusiastically than others. “Do you do readings at the store?” Shea asked. Kendall nodded again and said, “Sometimes, if one of the readers is out, the owner will let me step in.”

She brought out the book and gave it to him. “Come with me now,” Grim said when he saw that it was his diary she was reading. In the diary, he had written things he would never say outside. Where he had written some secrets. And she had read most of it. She followed him quietly, fearing that the smallest calm could upset whatever control he had left. She had read about how he had killed people undeserving of death but now she was deserving. The book had contained secrets about his weakness and Grim didn't look like was going to allow her to walk away with such secrets. She had lived a troubled life but this was such a lame way to go.

" I immediately run towards her, and I was about to push her... But... It's too late. I found our body lying on the road with blood. I tried to reach out her hand even though I cant hardly move my body and my eyes are getting blurry. "J...J...Joy... Joy... Wake...up. Wake up. Joy... Wake up." I shed tears. I keep patting her hands, but she's not responding to me anymore. My eyes are getting blurry that I want to close my eyes now. However, before I could close my eyes, I saw... The door of the car opened. From inside a woman come out. I didn't have a chance to see her face because I lost my consciousness. --- THE END. SEE YOU IN BOOK 2 :')

A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: To Every Reader Who Has Been on This Journey Firstly thank you. Genuinely. If you have read this far, you have spent a lot of hours with Kieran and Elliot and Maya and Dr. Chen and all the complicated, messy, real people who live in this story. That means everything to me. I want to be honest with you about something.

He goes first followed by Atha behind. Raisa immediately took a reading book and sat on a bench beside the window. He seemed to forget that Atha also entered the library, so he did not realize that Atha had been watching him by sitting in the front seat. Raisa continues to understand the contents of the book, which numbered more than 300 pages. Digest about the human mindset. He likes to read things related to physcology. 'Are you really not coming? Okay, don't blame me if I let you in later! '

The most appropriate book possible. Richard looks intrigued. Beth too. "What's it about?" "A man, born in the nineteen-thirties, who goes on to live over two thousand years. In life, he experiences every form of marriage other than life-long monogamy. The book is essentially a series of short stories taking photo snaps of his life. And it has some wonderful quotes." "Such as?" Which ones to choose? Not the ones I remember her reading to me.... Those are too sharp, too edgy for me to share...

"You are the 'Rot' in the library. You must be 'Excised' so that the Great Record can remain pure." Audrey stood on the bridge of her half-faded ship, her eyes burning with a silver-and-gold fire. "The library is 'Dead', Librarian. A book that is never read is just a stack of paper. A world that never changes is just a tomb. We didn't come to excise you. We came to 'Open-the-Windows'."

Then she carried the book to the nearest reading table and sat down and opened it without ceremony, because if fate had written her a contract, the least she could do was read the terms. The book assumed considerable prior knowledge, in the way of very old scholarship that considered background context a reader's own problem. But Lena had been reading texts with gaps since she was twelve, filling in what was missing from context and inference, and she worked through the opening chapters with patient, accumulating attention. She arrived at the third chapter — The Convergent Case: When the Soul Holds More Than One Mark — and her reading slowed and became something considerably more personal. S

“Sammy is getting torn apart by his father by now. Victor is surrounded by enemies who smile to his face. I cannot just sit here and read while everything burns.” “And you cannot keep acting like you are invincible,” she snapped. River rubbed his face with his hands. “Jayden,” he said carefully, “did you even finish reading that Gem of Life book.” I froze. “…No,” I admitted. Jane made a sound like she was about to scream into a pillow. “I actually read the whole thing,” River continued, and I turned to him in shock. “I wanted to understand how a human like you can do all this. And also if I could do it too.”