Stephen King Pulled Book Novels & Stories

[Valerie] ** Three Months Ago ** I had all the tools I needed to execute the revenge I was hoping to wreak on the one who had robbed me of so much in my life. It plagued me for days on end - if it was the right thing to do. I sat at my desk in the library, paging through Stephen King’s “Doctor Sleep” but the words printed on the pages seemed to fuze and look like black lines and blotches across the pages. I had lost interest the moment I opened the first page, so how I was already on page fifty three was a mystery to me, because I couldn’t recall any of the words I had read.

So he inspired me to be creative with my writing. Stephen King- He is in my top 5 favorite authors of all time. I love reading his books. I love how dark, real, lighthearted, and horrific his stories can be. I love the world and characters he creates. He is main reason why I gotten into horror. His books "The Shining" and "Carrie", which were turned into classic movies, helped influenced me to create this story.

Steven said. "Let me see," I said as I walked over to where Stephen and Steven were standing. Stephen held the book out for me to take, and as soon as my hands touched the book, I felt a power go through, which caused me to gasp. "That the fuck," Stephen said as the book began glowing a bright red shade.

“Concentrate. Squeeze and push.” “I-I can’t—” I fisted the sheets, perplexed . Where exactly was the egg stimulating? It wasn’t at my prostate, but god the sensation felt good. Too good. I could feel my cock hardening again. “Should I call Lucius?” Ophelia asked. “N-no. I can do this without him.” Or you, I thought with sudden embarrassment. “Ophelia, I really think I can take it out myself.” She gave me an unimpressed look. “You can’t.”

I’d picked up a few new Stephen King novels last month at the used book sale at Bassler Memorial Library, so I figured on starting one of them. So I was surprised to find myself sitting up in my chair, blinking as if coming out of a long sleep, with The Way open in my lap, reading about “invoking the spirit of Ah-Tzenul through the nourishment of the sow’s blood.” I sat there and stared at The Way, wondering how the hell I’d gone and read it when I’d wanted to read something else. Also, how could I sit there for a whole hour and a half reading without remembering what I’d read!

He said and stood beside the window. Ameliah pouted and frowned…. “I’m not sleeping unless you read me a bed time story” she said… Stephen sighed and looked at her then walked to the bed and showed his hand… “Where’s the book, let me read you your story” He said boringly Ameliah ran to her wardrobe and brought out the book she was reading earlier and then she handed it to Stephen… Stephen gasp in shock as he saw the book… “Where…where did you get this book?” He stammered…

I know. I took a sip of coffee as I waited. I could see my palms sweating. I’ve always been a huge fan of Stephen King and his works, and The Shining is one of my absolute favorites. So, I couldn’t let this one slip away from my fingers. The book is going to be mine and I’m claiming it! Eight minutes.

She shook her head left and right, not believing, she grabbed her phone on the night stand and tried to call Nathaniel but it went straight to voicemail, also Rachel's line. Am I alone? Am I truly alone? That's not possible. Kids love their parents unconditionally right? ******* After getting discharged Mrs King arrived back to her large cold mansion and at the center of the living room was a brown package for her. She took a seat slowly and opened the package, her nose flared up seeing the familiar book that was ending her life, THE CLAPBACK. She wanted to throw the book away but she checked the back cover seeing the book's about and details about Lydia the author. She opened a random page

His fingers absently traced the edges of the box as a flicker of surprise and thoughtfulness crossed his face. She was… different from what he expected. A moment later, his gaze shifted toward her again. She was on her toes, reaching for a book on the highest shelf, fingers just shy of making contact. Without hesitation, Stephen stood, striding over. From behind, he easily reached up and pulled the book down. "Here." It was “The Evolution of Life.” She hadn’t said a word, yet he somehow knew exactly which book she was trying to grab. Stellar glanced back at Stephen, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.