Speak The Book Novels & Stories

a voice coming from a tree close to them spoke. *I am almost done with the upload of the edited chapters. If any wants to read them, they have to delete and read to book.*

She blinked and stared at the opened book in her lap. ' At least, it's helping me to understand him and his world. ' ' I told you, Cara. ' His sweet voice echoed in her mind. She smiled, " Hm, you were saying right. " She whispered. She waited for him to reply to her. But nothing came. ' Try to speak in your mind. Close your eyes and concentrate. ' She closed her eyes and tried to speak in her mind, ' Knock! Knock! Can you hear me? '

And, in those four words I heard what she didn't say. ____ A. Gupta Please leave a review on the book page!!! Follow me on author_gupta at Instàgràm for updates on my other books! Thankyou.

Elder Festus's voice is much more firmer than that of his superior, Adolphus. "This is insane, how in the world can such a thing be implemented in this park?" "It has been so right before our existence," Elder Festus states matter-of-factly as he pushes a big black ancient book to my side. I reluctantly go through the book, and after spending the least five minutes skimming through it, I can feel my breath getting caught up in my throat. In a rush, I slam the book shut before returning my attention to them. "How come no one ever told me?" My voice is rough and bitter, and lastly, it sounds accusing.

Stuffed animals lined the shelves, their button eyes twinkling mischievously. Theo's small hands eagerly reached for a stack of picture books, their pages adorned with whimsical illustrations. Hazel's voice carried a melody of excitement and anticipation as she read aloud, bringing the characters to life. Theo's eyes widened with each turn of the page, his imagination taking flight. As the story unfolded, Hazel's voice rose and fell, painting vivid pictures in their minds. They journeyed through enchanted forests, where talking animals whispered secrets and magical beings danced in moonlit clearings. Hazel's voice was a gentle breeze, carrying them away to far-off lands filled with endless p

As she’s about to leave the room, someone called. “Hey, I’m leaving the hotel. My car service is waiting,” she talked to the person on the other line. “I can’t wait to see you here. We’ve so much to see and talk about,” Noah said. Cela gave her room one final look. This is the place where she leaves her old self. “We wanted to go to a specific place and it didn’t matter if the road was rough and the journey was long. In the end, we found different places for ourselves but these places were the destinations where we were truly meant to go,” she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

She was no longer reading the book, she was hearing it. Wind swept around her. Whispers, laughter. Mourning. She shut her eyes, her head raised slightly, letting it take control just like her mother instructed. Luca leaned forward, eyes wide. "It’s… speaking to her." He was speaking to no one in particular, but there was only one person in a place to listen. Nathan’s jaw clenched. He didn’t speak, but his stance stiffened. The book pulsed, light flashing once, then Mira’s head bowed, and her body stilled.

I'm fine thanks I wanna sleep bye" I said and ended the call . Before I went off into dream land. _________^_________^_____________^______ Hey people its succy ❤. I hope you are liking my book so far? anyways I like reading comments to know your thoughts on the book so feel free to comment. ~Succy

12 She shifted her head down a bit, her smile disappearing as I stood from the bed, "Oh." 123 I watched her face as I walked towards my bookshelf. 9 Killing two birds with one stone was going to be easy with this situation. 88 "I can still lay with you if you want,"I spoke, retrieving the old book that sat on the far corner 77 I watched as her eyes went wide. 2 "O-oh no its fine I don't want to bother you," she spoke quickly. 43 Again I shook my head as I made my way back towards the bed. 4

~Faye “Who in the world is Tayten?” I question, fingers brushing over the words on the page. Cal gently takes the book from my hand, placing it on his lap to look at. The book looks old, but preserved. My mind spins at all the possibilities this could lead to, however, my mind is stuck on what the book actually is. There are no words in the entire book aside from this one passage. As if he could read my mind, Cal spoke. “I think this is used to communicate.”