The Book Company Novels & Stories

I pushed his shoulder playfully. ‘Oh please, you slept there once I think’. Finishing up our meal we carefully packed up the leftover food into the bag. Sasha took my hand in his and we made our way down the busy street. I looked all around me as we walked trying to figure out where he was bringing me when he stopped in front of an old bookshop. Pointing up to a beige sign above a green storefront that read ‘Shakespeare and Company’. I excitedly asked Sasha to take my photo in front of the store so that I could immediately upload it to my facebook page. I browsed the thousands of books upon the shelves losing track of time and of Sasha. I browsed the same aisles several times seeing new book

I placed all my things neatly inside a bag and put the bag on the bed. I took a deep breath and a looked around the room. It had been my room for years, so many years. I shook my head feeling foolish at my sentimentality, it wasn't like I was going far. I slouched back on the sofa in the living room, picking up a book from the table and flicking through the pages, I had read it before but I needed something to occupy my mind until my parents got back, otherwise I would spend the next couple of hours worrying.

I would often feel my stomach kick me with hunger , as my nose smelt the food that was cooking but I easily turned my attention back to the burning kingdom. Eventually after a while , I hear footsteps nearing me – I do not take notice of the person who takes a seat next to me and the masculine scent that enters my nose accompanied by the delicious smell of food , I come to a conclusion that it is Xavier with a plate of food. “Here…” he brings a spoon full of the bowls content to my mouth , and at first I refuse it but eventually I had given in to it’s scent and opened my mouth. He began to feed me , and I actually enjoyed it – it was comforting , like he is there for me but did not need to r

She felt Kael’s wool coat become heavy with the dampness of a real New York morning. ​They tumbled out of the "Manuscript" and onto the floor of a Real-World Office. ​But it wasn't the Copyright Bureau. It wasn't the Vane Group. ​It was a small, dusty bookstore in Brooklyn. Standing over them was a woman with grey hair and a warm smile—the "Real" version of Mia. ​"Welcome back, Nora," Mia said, handing her a physical copy of a book. ​Nora looked at the cover. It wasn't Volume 2. It was a book titled: "THE AUTHOR’S APOLOGY."

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Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)

Calla’s Daughter – POV The bookstore smelled like paper and rain. Not a chain store. Not polished shelves or corporate signs. Just an old converted train depot with crooked floorboards and a chalkboard outside that read: “Tonight: The Girl in the Photograph – A Reading.” I almost didn’t show up. Even though I was the girl. Even though I’d written the book. Even though River had flown in, Melinda was already seated in the front row, and Carrie had helped organize the entire thing with a thousand checklists and two backup microphones.

This program allowed her employees to spend time working in different offices and immersing themselves in new environments, fostering collaboration, and broadening their perspectives. Drawing inspiration from the rich literary heritage she encountered in England, Luna initiated a company-wide book club. The club provided a platform for employees to engage in intellectual discussions, explore new ideas, and gain insights from a diverse range of literary works. Through this initiative, Luna aimed to promote a culture of continuous learning and foster a community that valued knowledge and personal growth.

Even the garden had guards near the gates. But the library felt… neutral. Large windows faced the back lawn, sunlight spilling across a long wooden table in the center of the room. Books lined the walls from floor to ceiling, dark shelves filled with titles about finance, politics, history, and business strategies. Not exactly light reading. I ran my fingers along the spine of one thick book and pulled it out. “Corporate Acquisition Strategy.” I snorted quietly. “Of course.” Julian’s taste in books was exactly what I expected.

She's your fucking gateway to meeting and earning Fabrico's favour. I pulled out a green book from my bag and placed it on the table. Karen finally took her gaze off of me and stared down at the book. She looked thoughtful as she slipped it open. It was our company book. It holds a lot of information on our product and I'm sure it could also enlighten her a bit. "I believe you've already made your research on our company but I'm here if you need to know anything. Also, that book would help you a lot" I said to Karen.