The Bee Book Novels & Stories

I dashed back into the woods when she awoke. She should bring the book to school tomorrow, hopefully. I thought. BECCA'S POV I was startled awake by a squeaky sound coming from my window. It was late in the evening when I checked the time. I looked around for the book I had purchased. It was on the bed next to me. I opened the book after tracing the title with my hand. The first thing I noticed was a disclaimer that stated that this book could only be used on pure humans. Cole is human and does not appear to be supernatural.

Maybe that's why he was chosen to be the one to train all the Scarletts. "You can only call him Honey. Not Mr Gunn, not his first name, just Honey. Only Honey is allowed." I laugh thinking how awkward it would be during our first meeting next month that I have to call him Honey straightaway. "He would call you B," he ignores my laugh as he always does, being totally serious during our class, "Which stands for Baby. Or Bee the zzzzz. I'm not sure myself but it will be B for you. Or anything he feels like calling you. But the default would be B so whenever he calls B or mentions B, that would be you."

Inside the glass jar, a small yellow black bug with purple strips, a bee with a sharp pointed stinger is peacefully gnawing on a strange black flower with petals that looks like a broken skull. Venom opened the lid quickly, and the originally peaceful purple stripe bee started to rouse, speedily flapping its small wings and flying outside the glass jar. It flew into a circle before landing on Venom’s palm. Whispered words fell down and the purple stripe bee suddenly flew up and zoomed, chasing Asha’s direction on the flowing river.

I needed to find out who and what Jewel and I were. "We know honey, but, it's still hard to see you go." Dad said. " I will be back before you know it. Also, there's a plus bros, you don't have to listen to me sing in the mornings for a year." I said smiling at them. "Oh, that's what we are looking forward to most." Zeus said squeezing me into a tight hug.

He's annoyed. "But we've been walking for hours." "We just left twenty minutes ago," I told him. "We aren't even that far from the beach." "Yeah, and my feet hurt already," Seth argues. "You're just being a wuss." Liam snorts. "I'm not." Trying to defend himself. Seth groans. "It's just too quiet here. What are we looking for anyway?" There is nothing here on this lonely island except the plants, the mosquitoes, and the animals."

he says and then drops his weight on my side, "I miss Beehive." Beehive is his own company, created by dad and Berenice just to give him something to do, something that wouldn’t hurt us if it crashed and burned. It’s a publishing house slash bookstore slash coffee shop. It’s not high-stakes at all, but he likes it and is kind of good at handling it. As good as Dean can be, I guess, but I still manage a lot of it. "You could still go to work," I offer, but he shakes his head immediately, "Why not? Just stay in the offices in the back.”

Next week I will have another scan to check the baby’s growth. I wished with all my heart that everything would be fine. After a few minutes, I was leisurely walking down the streets, enjoying the warm sunlight and soft breeze. It felt refreshing. After walking for a while, I had no idea why I ended up slowing down in front of a bookstore. My gaze lingered on the display window for a moment, stopping at one specific book. “Little Bear Loves His Mama the Most.” The title of the book, with its light blue hardcover and beautiful illustrations, made me stare at it for a long time.

Melinda sighed taking a seat close to Beatrice. Beatrice picked another book from the heaps of books she had cleaned and dropped it on her sister's side of the table. "Read some letters and then decide whether or not to continue with the book. You'll find it interesting." Beatrice said. Melinda nodded as she flipped open the book and began to read and just as her sister had said.. the book was interesting. It was about witches and spells. "Hey." She tapped Beatrice. "Hmm?" "What is this?" Melinda asked.

Chapter 15 Beast *** Content Warning: This chapter might contain violence, abuse, crime, or triggering factors that may be harmful, disturbing, or traumatizing to some. Reader discretion is advised. Thank you. *** POV: Shea Vestine - Thorne “Oh, gosh! I really can’t believe what happened last night!” Carrie exaggeratedly exclaimed as she sat beside her on the huge rock near the riverbank.

Kennedy POV. The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book, it's Robert birthday gift, who'd knew a grown up man would kill for the newest werewolf love book. I got into my car, drove carefully toward the local book store, they had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kids story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?