Second Glance Book Novels & Stories

Matching diamond earrings framed my face, while a slim bracelet glittered around my wrist. I looked down at my shoes. Gold stilettos. Elegant. Expensive. And definitely not made for running. I laughed softly. My blonde hair had been styled into soft waves that fell over one shoulder, while my makeup remained simple—defined eyes, glowing skin, and soft rose-colored lips. I turned slightly, watching the small train of the gown sweep across the floor behind me. Beautiful. That was the word that came to mind. But strangely, it wasn't the first thing I felt.

It contained a single book. “Woah! This is crazy,” Roger whispered. Lazarus walked up to the book, it was in a glass protective casing. “You didn’t know this was here, did you?” Velma asked. “No, I didn’t,” he clarified. Lazarus inspected the book. “What is it?” Nigel demanded. “It’s so beautiful,” Clarke admired. Lazarus gulped when he realized what it was. “It’s the Book of The God’s.”

*The Brief for the Second Life* is published in March. The publisher who released the first book says, when she sends it, that the second book is harder to categorize and easier to read and will find a different audience from the first — not larger necessarily, but different. She says: yes. That is correct. The first book is for people who make things. The second book is for people who are wondering why what they make matters, and for the people who learn from watching the makers.

And underneath all of that, smaller but present: the glance. He had turned the phone over. She knew that. She knew it and she had still felt the glance land before the face-down registered and she was not sure what to do with the order of those two things. Whether noticing the glance first said something about him or something about her. Whether she was being careful or looking for a reason to be afraid before anything had given her one. She breathed. The elevator doors opened on the fourth floor. Dax was at his desk. Back to the room. Green notebook open.

I took a good look of it and closed my eyes it was like all the bad things that happened in my life has been erased and I can relax in this place forever. “Looks like you like this place a lot”. It was butler Lewis. "Yes, I do". I replied and then continued. In my past life I was a calm person, close to nature and when I don’t feel good, I go to the forest near my house and sat there with my eyes closed. I forgot about all the worries in an instant, but this problem is beyond my forgiveness. “Shall we continue our tour?” butler Lewis asked. “Sure”. He continued the tour, as I turned, I saw glance of someone peeking through a window from upstairs. I thought it would be a servant and ignored i

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*Castle of Shadows* Sarene DeMarco I leaned my hip against the grand marble windowsill overlooking the night veranda deep in thought. I had dawned my sleep wear for the day ahead. It was near midnight but she wasn’t ready for sleep. Our people were able to experience the sun from over the horizon and that was it before it peaked fully in the sky but in doing so had its’ effects. It slowed our ability to function. Our thoughts always a mess and vision blurs. In my opinion it sucked. The sun begins to rise around six o’clock in the morning which in itself five o’clock horizon. I was leader our people and as such I felt the urge to disband the position of my second in command, Gabriel Hues. At

11:54 11:55 11:56 11:59 12:00 Once the clock stroked 12, a shiver ran down my spine ,my body was aching for a release and he wasn’t in sight yet. I heaved a sigh,as the clock stroked 12:20 a few minutes later. The library had a few people in it but nevertheless I decided to go round placing books back where they were meant to be. I took off my jacket and started going round, placing books back, I got to the back row of the library , it didn’t have a enough light, so people hardly sat there to read, there was a book on one of the tables. It was a Novel by Ana huang famous author for the twisted series, it was Twisted hate and the open page was one the steamy hate sex scenes between Jules and

She took them one at a time, and hurriedly solved the question on the screen. “Wrong!” the quiz master said again. It was becoming tense for Ayo and her thoughts appeared to be scattered just like the calculations she had just scribbled on paper. She thought how she got here and thereof, recalled a sentence from one of the many books she has read. It was from the handbook Funmi had given her. It says – ‘The secret is you have to be calm when solving. Don’t rush yourself, else you get a wrong answer.’

As we chatted, Thomas came over with a bowl of piping hot special mushroom soup and a few small dishes for me. In the blink of an eye, the butler and the other servants had vanished from sight. He watched me until I had finished everything, then he finally relaxed and leaned back on the sofa. Without any preamble, he asked me, "I've agreed to help you get your revenge on him."