Side Book Novels & Stories

I asked with little curiosity. A boy like him shouldn't be tied to the Temple. "No, another item will replace its position. But no worries, I love my job." The book had a sorcerer’s wand coloured violet on the cover. A blue smooth bookmark was attached to it. The book's edges looked like silver but felt like liquid mercury. "You can take the shortcut at the end of this room." "Thanks," I mouthed out. I walked to the other end of the room and placed my hand on the wall, waiting for something to happen.

- because I was like you in the few hours left He looked interested to hear more, So I told the story from the beginning - all of the stories start from two years ago, I was setting in the park writing my new novel, and that's when he arrived, his name is Max, the strongest one in our school, I felt something strange after I saw him, something made me so weak, something make me made me out of my mind, something made me go to him and says... - what's the time now? - time? Hmmm, it's eleven o'clock - still morning - yeah - do you have any programs today?

When she came back, she found Cela sitting beside a big balikbayan box looking disappointed. "You found them," Nanny Rita said. "So they bought a lot of copies of my book," Cela said in a dismayed tone. "They were very supportive especially your mother," Nanny Rita explained. "How about the second book?" Cela asked. Nanny Rita sighed. She knows her too well so she's careful with her words. "I am not sure if your brother already ordered but he has plans," she answered. Cela remains disappointed.

On the other side of the room, a bookshelf sat in the corner, displaying an assortment of well-arranged books and a few files. In general, the room felt cozy and peaceful. It was just... "Wow! " Christiana exclaimed in awe. She headed to the bookshelf. Her eyes scanned the books and finally landed on a novel. Christian's eyes lit in excitement and she took it. It was one of her favorite novels; VERITY BY COLLEN HOOVER.

“The book is right over there, on the third shelf, with a blue spine. Help yourself while I grab my notes from the office. Make yourself comfortable. I’ll only be a minute.” I nodded, already drifting toward the shelves like a moth to flame. My fingers trailed over them, pulling out the book he’d mentioned. It was heavy. I sank onto the couch, flipping it open, the leather cool against my thighs. I lost myself for a moment in the book. True to his word, Dexter returned quickly, carrying a slim folder. He set it on the coffee table and dropped onto the couch beside me not too close, but close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from him.

he said. He spoke quietly into his earpiece. A pause. Then he nodded once. "Yes," he said. I walked back to my room with the book held against my chest. The negotiation book. But my mind was still on the other one. Dark green spine. Faded gold lettering. Third shelf from the bottom. Four books from the left. Stone City's history sitting quietly in the corner of Ryan Thompson's library. Waiting. I sat on the edge of my bed and looked at the cover in my hands.

"We just have to give them hell." Nate nodded. "I agree." He said, "We'll leave you to rest, mother. I'll come to check up on you later. Sid?" Sid nodded, understanding. "I'll be here. I'll watch over her." She replied. Nate glanced at me briefly, a message in his eyes. I headed for the door, following after him. He closed the door behind us. "Where did you find the book?" Nate asked as we walked away. "From the library. I found a bunch of them in a chest. All the books are on Obsidian Wolves." I replied. He hummed in response. "It's written in another language."

I was relieved to escape the courtyard,and finally find our dorm. Walking into the space, it was small but cozy, and the air smelled like fresh paint and new furniture. Only, I soon noticed that it wasn't just two beds, there was another, three desks of which one was already filled up with lots of books. “I am sure she will be nice.” Kiara shrugged her shoulders clearly unbothered by the fact that we had another roommate. “I hope so.” I sighed, dropping my bag on the bed. Our room door opened as I made to crash on my bed, a beautiful red-haired woman strolled into the room looking exhausted, but it was only for a second, as the tiredness in her blue eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced with s