Review Of Cloud Atlas Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The title gleamed on the cover: Yun’s Aromatic Codex. “Look closely, Hector. Do you recognize it?” He leaned in, scrutinizing it. Nicoletta’s words echoed in his mind: with both volumes together, one could uncover the map to Atlantis and claim the Shard of Life. With it came freedom from sickness and the promise of long life. For an old man staring down death, its allure was irresistible. “I’ll show you.” Caitlin opened the book to a middle page. Yellow powder spilled across the parchment, wriggling with something alive.

“or you all are pretending to not know what i’m talking about. I know that you had something in your jurisdiction, something that’s not the girl.” “She’s not a thing.” “I’m not a thing.” Both Atlas and Laila said in sync. My lips tugged up in a smirk. “Right. Tell me Alpha Ares, you do know what i’m talking about right? You know about the book, don’t you?” I stared at Andro with my knuckles supporting my chin, it was my way of relaxing while i put my thought together. “I do actually, i have THIS book that you ask of but i don’t think it’s in your business to ask about it.” I replied with a small yawn. His gaze narrowed in on me as his eyes shuffled to the people who stood behind me.

“She got lucky.” Atlas snorted so loud I thought he might choke. “Lucky? That girl has been glued to books for weeks. She practically camped in the library. You saw it coming, Enzo.” I slammed a hand on the desk. “I did not see it coming!” “Oh, you saw it,” Atlas pressed, moving closer to my desk like he wanted front-row seats to my misery. “You just didn’t believe she’d actually win. And then she did. Fair and square.”

“There are wounds that never show on the body that is deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds”—Laurell K Hamilton, Mistrial’s Kiss Chaos’s P.O.V I lay in bed conscious to everything around me yet not so conscious. I was in a half comatose state and I could feel myself changing. Even I, am afraid of what the end result might be. It was a battle of wills that I lost the moment I found out that my mate was cheating on me.

I whispered. Atlas nodded slowly. The heat in his eyes sharpened, dropping to my mouth. He looked hungry. "And that was it," he murmured, his voice rasping. "I don’t take advantage of girls who are tripping on drugs. But..." His gaze grew heavy. "I’m not above helping you with the heat." "Hallucinating..." I breathed. The word felt like a ghost on my tongue, but it brought a strange peace. "I’m glad you told me that."

“I know I can’t give you what you came here for, Silver. But this… this book is powerful, magical. If you study it, you will become a great healer.” I gulp, clutching the book. “B-but…” I stutter, my heart aching. “I’m not worthy of this… I’m not your real daughter-in-law… I’ll never be.” A soft smile spreads across her face. “My dear,” she whispers. “I don’t think I’ll ever have another daughter-in-law after you.” My heart drops. What is she trying to say? “W-what?” I laugh awkwardly. “I mean… Atlas will never fall in love again. He’s too hardened. Sometimes I look at my son and see that part of him is gone. He’s made it clear the pack won’t have a Luna. He doesn’t want anyone beside him.”

**ATLAS** I never had to question the kind of man I was until I was standing in my home office, peering at the images projected on the wall in hopes of freeing the woman sleeping under my roof. My thumb tapped against my lips, and I shut my eyes, feeling the delicious burn of fatigue pulsing through me. I could chastise myself, question my decisions and what exactly I had done—but I did not think. I just…brought her home. Now, the noose wrapped tightly around my neck, and it dawned on me by the complexities projected on the wall that Calista was in deep trouble.

I moan, leaning into the toilet seat. “You can’t die.” Atlas says, holding my hair back as we sprawl across the toilet floor. He’s leaning his head on the wall and his eyes were closed the last time I looked at him. “I am.” “No.” “Everybody dies.” “When they’re old and boring. You’re neither.” “I will be one day.” “You’ll never be boring.” I snort. “That’s just your biased opinion.” “No, that’s a fact. It’s just who you are. One big mystery. Mysteries are never boring.”

"There's no date, there's also no cohesive language. It's almost like a diary that's been added to over the centuries." "Shit." I rubbed a finger over my eyebrows. "Exactly. Atlas and Taryk are going to see about getting a private showing." I raised an eyebrow. "They have that kind of clout?" Ransom chuckled. "They have enough." "What does the book say about changing into animals?"

Atlas grinned to himself, shook his head to get rid of the thoughts and entered the elevator. The moment Atlas left the building, he already forgot the existence of that woman. To him, she's just one of his many one night stands. She won't be the last and certainly, the odds of them meeting again is fairly low. Atlas just came here for a business meeting. Tomorrow, he's back in his country and probably won't set foot here again. *** Cassandra squirmed in her seat, if she could melt the seat in front of her with her glares, she probably already destroyed it. Once she arrives at the godforsaken place, she will wreak havoc on whoever bought her the ticket.