Skyfall Book Novels & Stories

"Tell me." "While in Scotland, a war chief was gathering forces in secret. I was on patrol and happened across him seeking through the woods. I followed and uncovered their whole operation. I told my commanding officer and unfortunately, it ended with us killing about fifteen of them. I feel responsible for their deaths." "But you uncovered an entire rebellion." "Yes and that is why I was promoted." "So, you like Nicole." "Yes, sir, I do." "You really broke her heart last time." "I know. But I honestly thought I was doing right by her. I didn't expect to come back."

“If you don’t tell me now so help me god, I will burn this apartment to the ground.” “You saw that?” I croaked, I was parched “Yes. I saw that, now tell me what it was because my wolf is begging to be let out and I’m two seconds away from letting him.” “It was a memory Bennett, of the day you saw me by the pool. That’s why I was crying.” “A memory.” He seethed, and then his wolf came out.

I couldn't help but giggle at his expense, but at the same time, I didn't want to be blamed for anyone's death. "Okay, I'm sorry. Please don't cancel my admission," I said, feeling defeated. He let out a sigh of relief. "Only on one condition," he said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes. "And what is that?" "You see that bookshelf over there?" he pointed to the corner of his office. I turned to look at the bookshelf, and sure enough, the books were scattered. "What do you want me to do there?" I asked. "Well, you're going to arrange it, and it must be according to their titles," he said, clearly enjoying himself.

Follow, vote, comment and share... Lyka's P.O.V I didn't go to sleep the whole night as I just couldn't. The nightmares will return so I decided to go in the library. I have been seated for over five hours in the damn library with nothing to eat or drink as I read the old books and papers with a smell that makes me want to puke. My eyes have not dared to close on me as I read the thirtieth book. I have not found any useful information that can locate the blood moonstone and finish this once and for all.

Instead, he stayed, keeping everything between us exactly where it was, distant but never completely broken. That was what I couldn't understand. I opened my eyes and stared at the empty path ahead. I didn't know what Adrian had been holding back all these years. But now I needed to know. I was still sitting with that thought when my phone began to ring inside my purse. I opened my eyes, pulled it out, and glanced at the screen before answering. “Bella, I found something.” “What did you find?” “An apartment. A really good one.” I frowned slightly.

“You saw her in Easthaven and the condition she was in... and you immediately knew Scarlett had abused her and she needed help? On the spot, you concoct this entire plan to befriend and help her escape, playing the role of some kind of double agent with Liam. If Scarlett wasn’t present and you didn’t have any of her memories... how did you know so quickly?” “Well... I, um....” Crap. How was I meant to answer that? Did I tell him about the book? It wasn’t that I didn’t trust him with that knowledge, but more so that I wasn’t sure how to nicely explain that his entire world was just a novel I’d read.

A book sealed by blood, only to be opened by the heir who had both fire and forgiveness. “You must go alone,” the priest said. “Only one may enter the Vault.” Jian stepped forward. “She’s not going without me.” Chaewon touched his hand. “This is mine.” He held her gaze and nodded once. The door hissed open. Inside, the vault pulsed like a heartbeat. And there it was, on a pedestal of scorched stone…a book bound in dark leather, etched with fire-glyphs that moved like liquid under her gaze. As she stepped forward, her hand brushed the surface—and the book opened on its own.

Elara Vance The library was a ruin of shattered porcelain and spilled tea. Kaelen sat on the floor, his back against the mahogany table, his breathing finally leveling out. I sat beside him, the Thorne Chronology resting heavy on my lap. The book was bound in skin, not human, but something older, colder and it seemed to pulse beneath my fingertips. "You should have let him take it," Kaelen whispered, his eyes still fixed on the open balcony door where Caspian had vanished. "If he had the real book, he would have targeted me. Now, he’ll target you to get to it."

Cassian stood frozen, watching her go, something dark stirring in his chest — something that felt too much like danger… or desire. He didn’t know that behind those red lips and calm eyes, Zara Moretti was already planning his downfall — the kind that would end with him on his knees, stripped of the power his family built over her mother’s grave. And for the first time in his life, Cassian Wolfe didn’t know if he wanted to stop her. By evening, the office had emptied out. The hum of computers faded one by one, replaced by the soft buzz of city lights outside the windows. Zara was still at her desk, pretending to focus on spreadsheets she hadn’t really read in the past ten minutes. Her thought

She just HAD to be! As he watched Faidh sleep, Heath thought about how different things would be for the world, now that he had found Eve. Humanity wouldn't die out. Heath was beginning work on his PHD in Biophysics in Nineteen Eighty-Five, when he met May-Ellen Reardon. She was a Math Major who believed the world would end through a new world war. She watched every newscast she could find. She subscribed to numerous newspapers. She spent hours at the grocery store magazine racks. Any hint of conflict anywhere in the world reaffirmed her suspicions. Heath would patiently listen to her daily comments of, "see, I told you it was coming," or, "This is going to be so so bad. They're just gonna w