Stephen King Book Club Novels & Stories

After resting for a while, they walked around and saw a bookstore which they both agreed to enter. She was reading the back of Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen when Jacob asked her. “What do you say let’s read horror books? Like the ones we watched today?” “Eh? I’m scared. You go read first, then give me a summary, then I’ll decide. Haha!” “Roger!” as he picked The Dunwich Horror and Others by H.P. Lovecraft and IT by Stephen King. They finished book shopping, it was around three in the afternoon when Jacob invited her to go somewhere else.

The place looked like it held more than a thousand books all placed neatly in these large rows of book shelves. No wonder Kim had been holding a novel, her family must be filled with bookworms to have a home library like this. “The Vampire section is this side,” Kim stated, leading us to the other side. I even started being grateful that she was here, for we would have not known where to start searching. “Exactly what book is it that you need,” she asked, with less rudeness in her voice actually looking more relaxed at being surrounded by books. “The one, of my mother`s encounter with the Magical White Lion.” Luke replied,

“You looked, I don’t know, peaceful.” “Honestly, this book is terrible,” Audrey said, holding up some thriller that I vaguely recognized. “I don’t know why the hell Annabelle has it on her shelf, but I fear for any of the recommendations she’s been giving out at the bookstore.” I suddenly realized where I recognized the book from. “Oh, that’s the one that all the book clubs were reading a while back,” I said. “She probably only got it because of that.” “Oh, that makes more sense,” Audrey said. There was an awkward silence. “So, are you going to sit down or what?”

“Well, Lisa, if I waited for a key to your apartment, I would have never gotten one. Leaving my access a bit limited, wouldn’t it? If I hadn't made a key for your baby, you wouldn’t be able to drive it now because your last baboon of a boyfriend threw the keys out of the window. Stop trying to change the subject.” “Stephen, no one is trying to change the subject.” “Yes you are, so you’re going to tell me or not?” “It’s just curiosity, Stephen.” “Really? Well, then I know this club that specializes in this kind of thing. So, why don’t you come by and satisfy your curiosity? Entry is by invitation only, so I’ll have my P.A. mail you an invitation.” “I am your Personal Assistant, and I have yet

“Not to you. I ain’t dirty, and ya don’t know my life or my business, so stay outta it!” Wow, okay. Samuel glares at him. “It’s fucking ridiculous that you even got a place here, that’s what is my business,” “Boys! Don’t argue over a book,” I shout. “It ain’t about a book, Miss,” King looks at me. “No, it’s about the biker gang running wild,” Samuel argues. “Club! It’s a fuckin’ club,” King shouts back. “Okay, stop. This isn’t working. Does anyone have views on Catherine’s side, please?”

For that act alone, he deserves to burn in a special little hell. “I love this guy,” Stolas says, pointing at King’s name on the cover with a perfectly manicured nail. “It’s almost like frightening kids again. I mean, his horrors are so childish… ooh a big dog… ooh a scary car… ooh a clown. How the hell did he ever sell so many books?” As an afterthought, he added, “now there’s a true mystery. I wonder who he sold his soul to for that small miracle?” “Never read him,” I admit, trying to get the demon onto the reason I was here. “I hate to admit it Stolas, but I need your help.”

*MIKAYLA’S POV* “Come on, Mika. Just come to this party with me!” June begged, pulling on my sleeve. Lying on my bed, I was inside my room reading a new book that I borrowed from Alpha Heron’s library. I was hoping to finish it before he came home. The book was about the were-kingdom, containing information about all the various types of shifters. I thought that this particular book should not have been touched, so basically, I was stealing a read.

but i’ll let this one go if you give up on the book jackson101: the shining’s not that good. why do you want it? ladyvera: excuse me?! it is one of the best books ever written by Stephen King! jackson101: let’s just say we have different tastes.. ladyvera: i don’t care about your tastes. give it up if you don’t like it anyway. why bid? jackson101: it’s fun :) ladyvera: give it up jackson101: only if you say please

“You’re totally the leader of our book club; you write her. Maybe it’ll be called The Last Werewolf Ever: For Real. What do you think?” I laughed. “Probably. Speaking of, I should get the next book club scheduled, shouldn’t I? We have so many theories to discuss.” “I’m open tonight,” Kaitlynn offered readily. “I have plenty of ideas of what could happen next.” “Tonight?” I bit my lip and winced, recalling how Brick had said we were going to enjoy his hot tub together this evening when he’d kissed me goodbye at my door. “Um, I can’t tonight. But maybe this weekend?”

Much like he'd looked as he had stood on Carrie's porch watching the clouds slowly travel across the sky while calmly sipping his coffee despite the chaos going on around him. Ben returned carrying a load of books in his arms. He heaved the heavy books onto the table before me. I looked down and was surprised at what I saw there. I didn’t know what I had expected. With all that had happened, I had envisioned fantasies of witchcraft, vampirism, mutants, and numerous other explanations involving mythological figures but this I hadn’t anticipated. At the very top of the considerable pile of books lay the King James Bible. “Just the tip of the iceberg, baby.” Richard said as he looked at me and