Reveries Book Novels & Stories

I wish I never knew about all this then maybe I could live a normal life without fear trailing in my veins like a strong virus. I decided to wait for next lesson before I go home. I sat at the hall, bringing out the book Anna ask me to open. I look at the beautiful ancient designs. It looks so familiar, like it's a memory in me that has to stay there but still again. I place my palm on the surface of the book, closing my eyes shut. "Revelan" I mumble. Opening my eyes, I found the book still locked. "Revelan" I mumble again but nothing. I groan in anger.

After all, the real reason I came back was to find Carter. … The reunion took place in Hollingsport's most luxurious skyscraper—the very spot where Carter had once proposed to me. The moment Abigail and I entered the private room, the lively conversation died down instantly. "Regina Chavez?" "Am I seeing things? Is it really her? Didn't she pass away?" "Is this some kind of miracle, or are my eyes deceiving me? How could anyone survive falling off a bridge that high?" As I lowered my gaze, the memories of that night four years ago came rushing back.

I whisper. This time, the tears don’t feel like weakness. They feel like healing. Like something finally beginning. ************************ Unspoken Desires - Book 3…. Coming Soon

is strange but...I have to act as naturally as I can. After arriving at the platform, I walked to the middle of the pond and closed my eyes while thinking, ' How did I arrive here? was anyone responsible for this? This...this seems like my 2nd chance at life but...but if I am in someone else's body, that means that the previous owner of this body died...but I am still here and everyone is acting naturally. Strange...if that boy with blue hair was waking me up, then it means that the previous owner of this body just died while sitting and commotion didn't occur since he was..sleeping. This...this feels like murder... poison? or something else? this world is magical so i don't much about it.

I replied shortly turning back to face my front, suddenly it hit me a feeling of Deja Vu, like I have done this before, I literally have done this before, I reached out and held onto the wall beside me, as flashes of my past life came back to me, *Me walking out of an elevator on heels,I was in such an hurry to get some files to mom in her office, I didn’t look where I was going and I didn’t realize that the janitor was still cleaning, she had a bucket at the entrance of the Elevator and the floor was still quite wet from her cleaning, in haste to get to mom I kicked the bucket the janitor careless left lying in front of the elevator , being on heels made it worse, not only did I trip, the d

"Nothing yet. Just more dead ends and—" My words cut off abruptly as a strange tingling sensation spreads through my body. The air around us shimmers, taking on an otherworldly glow. "Xander," I gasp, "something's wrong. I feel... strange." His eyes widen in alarm. "Me too. What did you do?" "I didn't—" But even as I start to protest, I realize what must have happened. The grimoire had fallen open to a page titled "Veritatis Revelio" – the Revelation of Truth. "Oh no."

You will be able to see me, she said. The whole time, he said. ★ ★ ★ Revere was the kind of coffee shop that had been in Denver long enough to have accumulated character, mismatched chairs and shelves of books that nobody moved and windows filmed with weather on the outside and warmth on the inside. At eight in the morning it was half full.

The white house blurred until only the girl remained standing within a quiet emptiness that resembled neither memory nor reality. Valerie tightened her grip on the Origin book. Its blank pages shimmered faintly. Not with words. With the same silver light she had noticed moments earlier. For the first time since the pages had emptied themselves, she sensed a response. Not information. Recognition. The book seemed to acknowledge the child's presence. Valerie finally spoke. "Who are you?" The girl's smile deepened almost imperceptibly. "I've been called many things." Her voice sounded soft. Too soft.

After a soothing warm bath and a change into a comfortable, flimsy garment, I slipped beneath the covers. With luck on my side, I might steal a few hours of sleep before sundown. Closing my eyes, I saw Revandrel behind my lids. He was looming above me, those gray, scornful eyes on me as he moved inside me. Heat flared through my stomach, and my eyes flew open. “Not this time, please. Allow me sleep,” I muttered to the ceiling, to whatever gods lounged above and found amusement in my predicament.

THIRD-PARTY VIEW Levi stumbled into the room where Reva was still sleeping, the dim light from the window spilling across the floor. He had no idea what time it was, and even though he was completely inebriated, sleep seemed impossible. For the past several hours, he and Danielle had been caught up in a whirlwind of reminiscing, recalling memories from years ago and reliving emotions he hadn't allowed himself to feel. Reva lay beneath the blankets, and Levi stumbled to the bed, the floor tilting beneath him as he carefully sat next to her. He brushed the hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear.