Sui Ishida Books Novels & Stories

Though the idea of going back excites her, knowing what happened to her was more important than temporary happiness she will feel down there. Suddenly remembering what was written in that book, Suyi’s figure slightly faltered, her eyes shaking and her positive energy quickly changing. Inside the book were 10 different names and identities, different lifestyle, race and personalities, yet all of them died due to unknown reasons at the age of 25 at the same day, different year but exactly the same time.

Jisela said. "What does my identity have to do with my safety?" Oceana asked confused. "First, the weird girls In my cabin asked me who I was, and then a weird voice is telling me to bring stuff to a weirdly named tree to find out who I am." "You'll know when the time comes." "Jisela, I saw them with a weird book." Oceana said. "What's the name?" "Book of ancient supernaturals volume two." Oceana replied with tightened brows.

At the point when Sisu arrived in this body, it was not long before the Malcolm Family showed up to advise Sian regarding her folk's demise. Sisu, the soul inhabiting Sian’s body furrowed her brows and felt angry on behalf of Sian. She could not understand why but she felt strong emotions for Sian even when she just met this girl just now. Sisu had long been a wandering soul. For years that she had her consciousness, she lived her life listening to music and it was the only thing that kept her soul intact. She could remember that her favorite musician that had always been the one to call her heart and feed her with its elegant sound never played its tune ever again.

Chris asked. " I am not sure, but I think I saw her with a book in the library," Sera said and ran towards the library, others following close behind. Luckily, a book was left on the table with a few pages torn. " Do you have another copy of this book?" Chris asked Axel. Axel found a copy of the book and looked for the page which was torn. " It tells about the places nearest to the moon." " Why would she want to know that?" " Alexa said that she had met the Moon Goddess while in the moonstone," Sera whispered.

With our meals eaten, we moved to the living room to read. Sarael already had the book from Shea and another old book out waiting for me on the sofa. “So, what is the other book?” I asked, nodding to it. “Oh, that’s one of mine. It’s the book I used for binding Isis. I am hoping there will be something about unbinding her inside.” she explained, picking the book up.

They’re comfortable with each other, like how Isla and I are, and I briefly wonder how long they’ve been friends. “This is an older volume with some of the more rare poisons and toxins in it,” Healer Sarina says while laying an old, leatherbound book beside the one I’d just finished. The pages are more worn than the previous book, so as I open it, I try to be more careful.

Despite wearing a coat, and a jacket beneath it, Yuri was still feeling the bitter cold. Yuri paused in her step as she passed by a bookstore in the streets of Shibuya, and she turned to look at the shop window of the bookstore. There were several books and novels on display in the shop window, but none of that caught her eye. The book that had actually caught her eye was one that had a photo of the pediment structure of the Old Supreme Court Building of Singapore as the front cover. Yuri stared at the front cover of the book without moving for several moments.

Hearing his mate say those harsh words to him, not believing him and ditching him for a friend, would have hurt him badly. “So, in conclusion, I don't think Rissa is still feeling her wolves. I once read a book about Isidora the Seer Wolf back then. It contains her life story, her strengths, and weaknesses. I'm sure we will get answers to it if we go through it again.” Miguel suggested, and they left for the royal library immediately. The books were neatly arranged on their shelves, all thanks to Luna Valeria. She did not support anything that was disordered. “Biography of Legends,” Valeria read aloud. They started checking for the Biography of Isidora and finally found it.

Driven by curiosity, Sia went to check out the library. It would be a good idea to start reading some books to get a rough idea about how things worked on the Mainland. Sia was hit by nostalgia the moment she entered the library. She remembered coming to the library with her father when she was younger. Everything was preserved here very well. Each book was in the same place as Sia had seen as a child. She was instantly drawn to his favorite book, “For The Love Of Botany.” Thirteen years ago, when Sia had come here with her father, he had taken out four books in a specific order. Sia found herself doing the same involuntarily. She walked to the table and kept them carefully on the table.

Slowly lowering the book, she kept her thumb against the spine. “You look surprised,” she said, “Did you think my reading list was strictly limited to theological texts?” “I just didn’t think a nun would be tapped in on such material,” I admitted, leaning against the wooden railing. “Osamu Dazai was a suicidal individual and quite problematic. It’s a beautifully dark book, but heavy.”