Stolen Tongues Book Novels & Stories

" The officers, who hated him with so much passion pretended to smile and, walked away, knowing that there was nothing they could do. Andre overheard one of them saying, "That's how all these spoiled brats are," while the other said, "Shh, please. I don't want to lose my job." Deciding to ignore them and focus on what was more important to him, he walked away. At that moment, the man whose taxi he had stolen came out and ran towards him, cursing loudly, "You criminal! You've bashed my car! What is this? You've ruined my car!"

Mr Smith’s keen eyes scanned hers as the other men kept whispering in a foreign language; she bit her lips in frustration; were they plotting to avenge him now? “Was it you?” Mr Smith said to her and she nodded in affirmation. He let out a frustrated sigh “We wouldn't be getting out of here alive; that is what they are discussing; fortunately, I am multilingual.” Two strong men came out of the room with the general’s corpse on their sturdy shoulders. Diane's eyes widened, he was already looking pale as if his blood had been drained. Mr Smith put his hand by his side, and Diane knew he was ready for the worst that was to come.

“I’d officiate. I’m the only one left in the territory with the words.” For a second, I let the contact settle the electricity in my body. Then I pull the book toward me, hungry for details. It’s all there, in black and rust-colored ink. The binding, the words, the offerings. The blood. The kiss at the center of the moon. My eyes water, and I blame it on the smoke from the fire. Cassie watches me read, then stands and pours more tea. “When Kalen returns, you’ll need to decide if you’re really willing to do this. Because there’s no going back after.”

Jack said, turning the truck around to head back toward their village. “But… those aren’t supposed to leave the village, his best friend reminded him. “I know,” Jack said. “It was stolen.” “It was stolen? By Everly? On your watch?” Chase’s eyebrows rose higher with every question. “Yeah,” Jack said again, his mind on other things. If someone found out that the book had been taken out of the library, he would deal with that later. He was thinking about what Everly had told him the book said. He was trying to remember who in the pack might speak French.

no reply came what happened to her did someone hurted my sister no the only family I have now is she only I will protect her at any cost I felt someone opening the sheet I started shouting "you who the hell someone dared to cage me I will kill you" they stopped opening sheet did my tongue slipped oh no why did I miss the wonderful chance of getting to see the world again atleast I can know where I'm na what a loose tongue I'm viri is right I'm a loose tongue I listened a voice "how have you been" how have you been I'm being in hell you dumb fellow let me come out I will poke your face and eat your flesh

"It's a tribal language for vampire tribes. My father taught me a lot of tribal languages when I was a young wolf." I flip to the next page, and there's another writing. "Do you believe in rebirth? If not, you cannot access this book." I shake my head in denial and flip through the rest of the pages, only to find them blank. Perfect waste of time. I slide the book back onto the shelf and take a book on cyclones instead. "I'll settle for this tonight," I say, raising the book, but her gaze remains fixed on The Book of Reborns. After a moment, she peels her eyes off it, nods at me, and returns to her chair.

Growling I sit up then hold the book "What's your problem, I know you're not fake so why are you hiding " " am not" The moment the book spoke I quickly let it go but it didn't fall off my hand, it remained in the air. " you..... just.... speak" stammer I crawl backward on the bed "How is a book speaking" " what do you expect lady, you have been making so much noise am forced to wake up "Two eyes open, a mouth shape forms then a nose, the book blinks then exhales loudly " It feels great to be awake again, I thought they are no more innocent women for me to eat "

All that pent-up anger bleeds through me. I do not even feel myself move. I just hear the feral growl tear from my throat as I lunge at her. "You liar!" I scream, reaching for her hair, yanking hard enough to make her scream. "You have stolen everything from me!" I shriek as we hit the ground. "That necklace is mine!" The training field erupts into chaos. Roxy screams and does not fight back. Of course, she does not. Instead, she protects the necklace, as if she really cares for it.

Laura is positive that she could live for half a year without working just by selling the chest. Admiring its superior quality, she subconsciously traced the carvings down to a keyhole. Just like some sort of reflex, her hands made its way to the small key that’s hanging around her neck as a necklace, under her sleepwear. “Never, ever take this off.” She could still hear the echoes of Olivia’s voice in her head. It sounded like she’ll get discovered in no time once she loses it. Casting away all these thoughts, she takes off the necklace and uses the key to open the chest.

I'd think that he'll just piss me off. When our class ended, I immediately left the room. I'm the one who steps out of the room first since I'm sitting next to the front door. But to my surprise, someone grabs my arm and when I turn around, I just wanna shriek in annoyance when I see Charles. "What?!" I hissed. I just told myself that I won't talk to him but what is the meaning of this? I'm betraying myself. "Hey calm down, you owe me something." He said, straightly. Wait, did I just hear the word ' owe '?