Silent Book Club Chicago Novels & Stories

The awareness of him beside me, solid and present, made my thoughts scatter. "So," he said, glancing at me. "Book club meetings are on Sunday afternoons. I really hope you will at least check it out once." "I'll be there," I said. "Unless I chicken out." "I'll text you the details," he said. "And if you change your mind, I’ll hold it against you till the day I die."

"Billy? Huh, oh yeah, I'm fine. Yes. Lunch today, right." "Good, can't wait." She smiled again and left him with his jaw hanging open and a deer in the headlights gaze. When she got back to her desk, she sent Nicki a text asking him if he wanted to meet her for dinner and they could maybe go over their book club reading together. They met on Thursdays every other week for their book club. Most of the time, she got through half the book before she gave up and read the last chapter. Nicki would fill her in on the way over to the meeting what parts she was missing.

He shifts back; putting a seat between us and truly looking horrified. Bibah simply shakes her head at our childish shenanigans and takes a sip of her iced latte, metal straw clinking in the Hydro Flask. “The Awoo Book Club’s pick for this week is H.P Lovecraft.” She pats the voluminous book atop the pile and I notice it’s the library copy of H.P Lovecraft’s Omnibus 3. “I’m so excited to roast his ass.”

And so, my heart beat on, slowly and faintly. - One day, an unwelcome guest came to our little sanctuary. Roanna knelt beside my legs, sobbing and pleading, "Miss Palmer, please… Please tell Scott to talk to me again! I really love him, and I can't live without him!" Mary burst out from the kitchen, waving a kitchen knife. "You shameless b*tch! How dare you show your face?" Roanna raised her chin in defiance, shouted, "Kill me then! I can't live without Scott, so kill me!"

she replied and went back to the book in her hands. For some reason I couldn't explain, my chest tightened at her words. I quickly looked back down at my own book and tried to focus on reading. ∆∆ ~ FIVE STAR CLUB AND BAR ~ There weren't many people in the bar, but I could still hear the loud music coming from the club. It always felt different here. The quiet made it easier for my mind to wander. My thoughts kept drifting back to everything that had happened, and I couldn't wrap my head around them anymore.

I feel like the book will answer some of my questions. "I already read the entire book," Clinton uttered, and Sabrina nodded her head. Sabrina put the thick book on the center table. She flips the cover and turns the pages. We are all silent. Only the flipping of the pages creates a sound while Sabrina reads it silently. All Sabrina saw in the book, I also saw. I just leaned my back on the sofa and closed my eyes. Every page is getting more interesting. "Look, this phrase here..." Sabrina mumbled out of the blue, and her eyebrows furrowed together like she was assessing something in her mind.

“The conventions I attend are usually so dull compared to all this.” “This is relatively small. You should see the BookExpo America at the Jacob Javits Center in New York City. That one is about three times the size, but for your debut, I believe this event is perfect. You’ll have a better opportunity to talk to people who are interested in your book and not just looking for freebies.”

Silas lifted his head when he saw someone pulling a chair in front of him. "What are you doing?" Jet interestedly asked. He scanned the books' covers and stunned to see what are they about. They're about the history of Red Woods, werewolves, and human psychology. The one Silas is reading is probably about Earth. His fingers are hiding the words on the cover but the image of the planet is visible. Realizing that the reader is paying zero attention, Jet gently grabbed the book Silas is holding. The latter tightened his grip on the book, finally paying attention to the person in front of him. "I think Saint has something to say to you. He's in the kitchen," Jet said.

Now I see the whole place go silent because they want to, after all, everyone has met someone like this before. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

’ It baffled me how he was always at odds with almost everyone that I had come across lately. ‘It’s a long story, where are you right now?’ ‘Just walking about, I don’t feel like sitting through any class right now, I have seen too much to pay attention.’ And every word I typed was true. I wondered how I was still sane. ‘On my way, stay still.’ And he went offline. I found an empty bench by a tree and sat down to wait. I thought deeply about what Albus and Davina told me. Well, they never really said much but I knew that they were only going to give me access to answers that I needed if I joined their little book club. What really caught my attention was the book of the dead in the show glas