The Book Choices Novels & Stories

ONE MOMENT IT IS RAINING THE NEXT MOMENT THE SUN IS SHINING, SOME PEOPLE SAY CAPE TOWN WEATHER IS LIKE A WOMAN'S MOOD, ALWAYS CHANGING. SHE WENT TO SIT DOWN AND PLACED HER CUP ON A COASTER ON THE COFFEE TABLE. SHE TOOK A DEEP BREATH IN AND SLOWLY BREATHED IT OUT AGAIN. SHE WANTED TO CLEAR HER THOUGHTS. SHE NEEDED TO DECIDE WHAT SHE WAS GOING TO DO. SHE COULDN'T KEEP THIS SITUATION GOING. SHE NEEDED TO MAKE A CHOICE. SHE KNEW SHE LOVED BOTH AND SHE LOVED THEM IN DIFFERENT WAYS. THEY WERE BOTH SO DIFFERENT, SHE JUST COULDN'T BRING HERSELF TO CHOOSE.

I chuckled as the tears continued to fall and the rumble in his chest made me grow comfortable with staying in that position where nothing else mattered. His smile hit me, the blinding light behind it illuminating the lining of the stars in my universe to fall for him. Only intensifying the wanton need I had for him. I knew I should have been upset over blaming myself for thinking I lost his book, but I was glad that this was happening. "Although I loved all his poems . . . there's one that really stood out to me," he said taking the book out of my hands to flip through it. He eventually placed it back into my hands and I'm met with the words THE CHOICE staring back at me.

They left the reception way too early, so he’ll cross them out of the list too. Vren grits his teeth, contemplating his choices. There’s Andrei who’s been the best man to Kathie’s maid of honor – a fiery redhead that he had occasional conversations with. The best man and the maid of honor was a great pair. They would’ve hookup last night if only Andrei swings that way. So far, said pair had the same interests and “preferences.” Four brothers (one of which is the groom) and one sister – all could have been of use at crises like this one. Vren Parkinson, a second of five siblings, only has one more choice: his friend Nathaniel Forester.

Stella's POV. “Why did you bring me here, Owen?” I asked again, making sure to keep my voice straight. For a few minutes, Owen simply said nothing and just stared at me. When I started to feel uncomfortable, I shifted on the couch. Slowly, I drifted my eyes from him and occupied it by glancing at the big well furnished shelf. A specific book caught my eyes and I narrowed it on them. “Wait,” I stood up like I'd been shocked and trudged to it. Owen's eyes followed me as I picked up the book. What pulled me to it was the name written in bold cursive writing. Orion.

I assumed they were atoning their sins in jail, until one afternoon, a shrill alarm shattered the calm. "Level-one alert! Unknown explosive in Central Square! Structure unknown, impossible to defuse!" I rushed to the command center, where the massive screen displayed a bizarre bomb in 360-degree detail. Experts shouted into comms, "It's live! Any move triggers self-destruction!" My eyes locked on the circuit's unique looping pattern. "It's her!" I shivered, recognizing Rita's "genius" design from her coursework. I grabbed my jacket and stormed into Clifford's office, slamming the blueprint on his desk. "It's Rita!"

Turning the door knob to go search for him he entered holding an old book my heart skipped a beat when he showed me. “Where did you find that” reaching over and running my hands over the front cover “I havw not seen this in years”. “My feet must have still been wet because I slipped grabbing the couch before I face planted and it moved a little. The corner of this book was poking out from underneath and I was curious” wrapping me in his arms. Flipping open the font cover the words written still made me smile ‘To Lucy, always my baby girl, love dad’.

Mia, however, refused to let up. After a day of leaving her phone off, Courtney turned it back on at home, only to be bombarded with Mia's messages. "Jesse's already looking into early childhood education and baby food recipes. He's such a good man, Courtney. Thank you for handing him over to me." Attached were more photos of Jesse. He was at a desk, seriously taking notes with glasses perched on his nose and a pen in hand. If not for the book title—A Guide to Prenatal Care for Babies—it might have looked like he was analyzing financial markets or academic papers.

I couldn't stop the shiver that ran through me. "Your face or your laptop. You choose." His eyes darkened, and my throat tightened. "The password is 2025…" He quickly filled out my college applications for me, then casually smashed the laptop to pieces anyway. "I even helped you pick a college that suits you. Don't forget to send me a thank-you card when you get in." Grinning, he pulled Hayley into his arms and raised his voice. "Problem solved. Now we can all relax and have some fun."

Meaning this place is only me; it's an excellent opportunity. 'If you think about running away, you'll die tonight.' Someone's cold voice suddenly appeared in my head, freezing all my actions. It was Elmer's voice, strangely enough. Shouldn't he have lost his mind and gone mad at this hour? Could he be a particular werewolf like me? But that is absurd; if Elmer had that ability, he would have researched himself to find a cure. He may be a brutal man, but he loves and is loyal to his pack; Elmer can do anything, even give his life for his people; that's all the rumors I hear from this man.

He asked while showing the book. "Okkay," Adam replied in a cold tone while taking the book from Martin's hands. Adam flipped the pages and saw the outfits for some time and finally let his decision out. "I chose these two. Choose the one you like." Adam said while showing the pics and gave the book back to Martin. "Quite different, they are," Martin said while looking at the pics. "Then............ I will choose this one. The suit." Martin said while showing the pic to the manager.