Shaken Book Novels & Stories

he will be one of the world's heroes that tries to keep them from completely falling apart. I don't realize, as a young child, that computers are so sensitive. These computers are centuries old, incredibly fragile, and terribly susceptible to contamination. At least with their protective covers removed. That one instance of me wandering in there without being decontaminated, spreading cookie crumbs everywhere, introduced all kinds of organic goodies that got deep into the system and wrought absolute havoc in a short period of time.

His spiritual side is trembling in shame. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

“That’s right. Keep fighting. You know I don’t mind hurting you. You’re nothing but some dirty whore who can’t even fuck right.” I can’t scream because of his hands. I can’t fight because of his weight. I can’t do anything to stop him. Maybe, just maybe, this time he’ll kill me, and it will be over. No, I can’t let him win. I bite down on his hands hard, and he pulls back. “HELP, HELP. SOMEBODY HELP ME. HELP ME! “SAM, WAKE UP.” Somebody’s shaking me, but I can’t escape.

I look hard at what’s being portrayed, and it’s the image of a beast with large horns. What does this even mean? Why did this book fall to the ground, and why did it stop here? Is this some kind of warning? I reach for the book to see for myself. But then the book moves once again, but not in the way it was before; pages don’t go by; this time it just shakes, and it glows a bright red. “What is happening?” I want to cry, but I can’t; I don’t want to. Crying is a waste of time at this point.

"So you can try, see if I dare to do it or not?" Mrs. Jennifer resisted Bertha's cold, cruel eyes, she was completely speechless. — In the book room. Shane is on the top floor of the bookshelf, he is looking for books to help Mr. Tabitha. "Is it this book? Or is it that book?" Mr. Tabitha wore farsighted glasses, her eyes staring at the bookshelf: "The book is in the middle." Shane took it down, he gave it to him with both hands.

SELENA Learn from me. Or destroy everything. I clutched the old book to my chest like it was the last lifeline left in a crumbling world. Its leather cover was cracked and worn, the edges stained with the dust of forgotten truths. My fingers trembled around it, but I couldn’t let go not when everything I’d believed in had just shattered before my eyes. The silence in the library was no longer comforting. It thickened around me like fog, heavy with unseen eyes. Watching. Waiting.

She had never been in the midst of so many books and she was totally awed. As she moved past the shelves, a particular book caught her attention. It was dark and larger than the rest. She pulled it out, coughing slightly from the dust that had collected on it. Tiny insects scurried out as she took the book to one of the couches and settled on it. Annabelle Hale;this is my book of shadows. "Interesting title",Caleb commented from beside her. She was just about to write on the parchment and show it to him when they heard a loud sound.

//Chandra Margaret// I immediately put all the snack that I prepared for the boys. My hands are shaking a bit as I go to the living room. There is three boys in total. I dare not to look in their faces. "H-here is the food." I clear my throat. Even my voice is shaking. The boy in the single sofa look at me. He's reading a book in his hand. I know that book! It's Our dawn is hotter than day. A book about two people who keep their night busy while sleeping in the daylight.

I bit my lip and looked for anything to climb on but found nothing. “I hope I won't fall.” I swallowed and tried if the shelves were sturdy enough to support my wait. I carefully climbed and struggled to reach the book that was located on the top shelf. I stretched my fingers and I finally got a hold of it. “Yes!” I grabbed it and I was about to climb down when the shelf shook a little and my eyes widened. “Oh, no, no.” I closed my eyes and waited for the shelf to fall along with me, but it never did. In fact, I think it stopped... moving?

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