Rewinding Book Novels & Stories

Kwen's POV: I sat on my bed and picked my phone up to check the time. It was about 4:30 in the morning. I sat the phone down and picked the book up. I crossed my legs and laid the book on my lap, gently wiping my hand across the front cover. As if the book knew I was ready to recieve what was inside, it began to glow. I took a deep breath and went to open it to the first page. As I shifted the book to open, it's as if the book had a mind of its own. The pages flipped to mid book. I sat in shock as they kept flipping, until it stopped. I cautiously rested my hands on the pages. They glowed a bright golden color. Slowly, the words went from a golden color and turned a bright red. As soon as I

Ria asked. "Yeah, that's the real"The man said. "Alright,I would do so."She said and moved towards the direction of the book which was in front of her. She bent her head and made swears that she won't steal the book and that she promised to bring the book back in the next Twenty days. The book began to make sounds and then it came up to a level were she would be able to take it. She sighed and then took it with her hands,it was heavy so she used her two hands to carry it.

Although there is a remarkable difference in the number of words (37,000), there were no plot changes. I am currently rewriting Book 2, and there are minute changes to the plot. Things I wished I put in there after I had already started publishing. Once I've finished rewriting, the book will also become available. I will be writing some of the smaller books, as there are plot twists that make sense when those books are read.

My school library keeper always say that I have a special form of Curiosity. There was a day I borrowed a book, I read the whole book with fifty three chapters in less than two days. I returned the book and borrowed the book 2 for that book, just like the first book that has fifty three chapters, this second one also has the same number of chapters whereby one chapter has about two thousands plus words.

"When you are scared, try to divert the scary voice in your head, which will always want you to run away in fear. Instead, do something completely opposite to help you forget your fear until you reach the end of what you were planning to do. Karen's voice came once again into her head, making her go forward. She hummed, increasing her pace and focusing her gaze on the moon, which shone in front of her. She smiled at it, waved, and smiled as she spotted an owl flying from one tree to another. "You'll make it, Harriet." She encouraged herself, focusing on the sound of her footsteps on the ground rather than singing. It was getting hard for her to sing while walking forward because she was pant

Valerie showed her what Dawn taught them before. “What does that do?” Annalise asked. “It’s to avoid creases on the spine. This way it would still look brand new..” “Oh! I see! Thanks..” She said as Valerie handed the book back to her. When the others saw this, they also did the same for their own books, making a mental note to do it this way from now onwards. Dawn’s phone beeped once again. [Keenan: Are you free tomorrow?] Dawn stared at his message for quite a while.

"Look, it's okay to admit you're not okay. This school messes with everyone. You're not alone, and you're certainly not being judged." Ignoring her comforting words, I march past her towards my closet. In haste, I rummage through my clothes until my hand clasps around 'it'—the red book I'd stolen from Artemis's room during my first awakening. "Here," I say, tossing the book her way. Her wolf-like reflexes snap into action, catching the book effortlessly. She studies its intricate design, her fingers tracing the worn leather before she opens it and flips through its ancient pages. "What's this?"

I somehow found myself reading back this book to try and get myself back into the story to get the motivation to write more of the sequel and it was shocking how many times I cringed reading this book back! I do forget that I finished Shy when I was 16 years old. Six years on, I think it's finally time to rewrite and update this book so I can read it without cringing so horribly at 16 year old me. I hope by rewriting this it will get me back into the story and I can continue to write more updates for Defeated. In the meantime, enjoy the rewritten version of Shy called 'Shy (Rewritten)'! It will be updated bit by bit and will not be uploaded all at once! But I hope you like it!

Silence lingered between them. The rest of the flight was quiet as Kevin sat in another seat at the back busy signing documents and discussing business matters while Emma read a book and intermittently looked out the window watching the scenery below and sometimes stealing a glance back at him and caught him looking at her. After an hour, Kevin walked to her, checking on her as she drifted off to sleep. The leather-bound book she was reading lay open on her lap, the words written on its open page clearly visible; “If I know what love is, it is because of you!" Kevin smiled and then put the book aside. There was no lie in it.

THIRTY: JESSICA'S POV I watched as Willow grabbed the book from Emily enthusiastically. I didn't know she loved to read this much. She stretched her hands to the stool beside her and grabbed her glasses. I thought she was just being her playful self when she had earlier asked Emily to pass the book to her, but right now? It looks like she is serious. In no time, her fingers flipped the book cover open, adjusting her glasses with her free hand. “A Mystery Romance," she said with a shy giggle. “Ohh I'm so going to love this read!” She continued flipping to the next page.