Reformed Books Novels & Stories

Persefoni Gabriel is getting worse. He's hardly at home, and the few hours that he decides to be at home, he's always on his phone. I've grown to ignore him, mostly because my new boss is killing me with extra work load. You heard me right. Gabriel finally bought Mr. Puna's company and Liam returned to his father company. According to him, his grandfather's company was on the verge of sinking anyways. He believes that there was nothing he would have done that will save it, but I think that's his own way of brushing up his ego. If that company was redemption, Gabriel wouldn't buy it for anything.

He thanked her and focused on arranging the books properly; the last thing he wanted was for the father to tell his mother that the books were poorly organized, which would lead to sermons he couldn't bear. The books he was organizing had titles in Roman and Greek. They dated back to ancient centuries, their covers were faded and old, and so were their illustrations. Most of them were about Christianity, some about sects related to it or sects against it. He just wanted to finish quickly. He crouched down to pick up another pair of books when the cover of one of the books, which was in a large pile, caught his attention. He took it in his hands, removing the dust. Out of all the books he had

Then he can have no other. Maximus begins pacing once more and I tune out in thought. Religion is a system of faith and worship. I don't know of any dragons that believe in a god and anything like it. Then my mind starts to race, and a puzzle begins to form. For the first time since we entered into this office I have hope. "Xander stop." I say as he begins to answer another asinine question for Maximus.