The Book Esther Novels & Stories

“We name our children different here, sweetie. Though it’s true Esther does mean star, and a star is a thing, I’m named for a person. Esther was a queen in the Bible. You must know what the Bible is ‘cause Adam told us he chose his name after the first man.” Rain remembered the conversation she’d had with Adam when he’d chosen his name. The book he was talking about--that was this Bible Esther was speaking of? “I didn’t realize it was a famous book.” “Probably the most famous book ever written,” Esther replied. “Maybe someday, when you get to the Nation of Quebec, you’ll have a chance to read it.”

Esther was in danger and just a moment later, a hem of red cloth peeked through the door and after that a red heel slowly stepped in until the body of a feirce aura of a woman appeared. Esther stood up, seemingly forced to be strong in front of this lady. Her eyes glowed, her claws came out and she pulled me behind her as she talked to her, "I look forward to seeing you again, Dollera." "How dare you interfere with my business, Esther." My eyes hit her painted red nails while her arms were crossed across her chest. She's so scary like evil. But Esther retorted, "You know why I protect him." I don't know who she is talking about especially since I don't know this woman. I just tightened my gr

The image of the woman giving birth to a baby girl came swirling back. "Esther, I know we are hiding a secret that should not be revealed. Now I demand it be revealed!"

"You mean the room where she stayed while she was here?" Esther nodded, a pensive look flickering across her face. "Yes. But first, I have to do something." She moved to the center of the room, her dress shifting around her like water. It was mesmerizing, watching her. Her eyes went completely white, and she opened her mouth. Steam poured from her mouth, swirling around the room to make a fog so thick I had to put my hand over my mouth. Incantations poured from her mouth, sounding like thunder in my head.

Esthers POV; I am busy making a diary entry when I hear a knock on my rooms door. "Yes? "I call. "May I come in?" My brothers voice replies and I look down at the book before me. I'm toast if he should read even a single page of this book. "Hold on a minute. "I call before stuffing the sparkling, hard cover, pink book in the secret compartment of my drawer I made for it. "Come in. "I call once I'm done and Derrick pops his head in.

How did Jason not even twitch? As we passed the ‘Lancaster: 5 miles’ sign, Jason commented, “So Esther wants to see you sooner rather than later. She was worried about you. Y’know. For Esther.” I grunted at that. Esther began her human life somewhere in Eastern Europe and sometime in the sixteenth century — and it showed. She was a strong proponent of the sink or swim school of management. “She’ll have to wait until Laurie sees a doctor and gets settled in at home.”

Esther pov—— Esther's heart raced as she dialed Xavier's number, her mind racing with urgency. She knew she had to warn him about Alpha Calvin's plans, but time was running out. As the phone rang, her anxiety grew, hoping that Xavier would answer before it was too late. "Esther? Is everything alright?" Xavier's voice came through the line, filled with concern. "Xavier, it's Esther," she said, her voice urgent. "You have to listen to me. Alpha Calvin has invited you for a private meeting, but it's a trap. He has ulterior motives, Xavier. You must not go."

Esther slowly regained consciousness, feeling some very bright and warm white light around her. It was an extremely strange feeling, besides, it felt as if she was lying on an extremely soft mattress, pillow and and was covered with an equally soft duvet. - Esther, wake up.- she heard a woman's voice nearby, and then opened her eyes fully, realizing she was lying on a bed of some sort. Esther got up, sitting down, and looked to the side, noticing that on the chair near the bed there was sitting a tall, slim woman with blonde hair, pale complexion and dark blue eyes without pupils, then she also saw two huge scarlet wings. She was similar to the figure on the Laurens Vermeulen's drawing, but

Esther sat before us, bound and glaring, her lips curled in a defiant sneer. Her once perfectly combed hair was now a tangled mess, her clothes tattered from the struggle that had finally brought her to her knees. Despite her disheveled appearance, there was something unnervingly composed about her. Her dark eyes seemed to glimmer with twisted amusement, as if this entire ordeal was just a game to her. But it wasn’t. Not to me. I stepped forward, crossing my arms as I regarded her. Jake stood to my right, his expression carved from stone, and Althea to my left, her hands trembling slightly, though she tried to hide it. Behind us, Fatima lingered, her sharp gaze never leaving Esther.

Esther says as she quickly stands up from the bed. "What kind of gift is that?" Anita asks, but Esther has already darted out of her room. Anita smiles and decides to wait for Esther to return, staring out of her room window into the dark clouds. Esther rushes into her room and opens her box, taking out the packaged nylon, while Favor jumps down from the bed and rushes to meet her. "What's that, sister?" Favour asks Esther, surprised to see a package of nylon wrapped as a gift. Esther smiles at Favour and doesn't respond. She immediately rushes back to Anita's room, with Favor trailing behind her.