The Book Of Daniel Novel の小説・ストーリー

He clenches his jaw looking at her; his bloodshot eyes glaring at her making her whole body shake in fear. Broken and vulnerable that’s what Daniel is right now, he went into frenzy after realizing he once again has no one by his side. He is all alone; life has got him to the exact point from where he started. Isabelle is happy with her new muse; she is living her life peacefully. She didn’t look back for him, she didn’t wait for him. But Daniel will wait for her, look for her and ask her why she didn’t come to him and look for him? Why is she so happy without him with another man? Daniel stares into the void of the darkness sitting on the pavement. He has no idea how he will find her, how h

Again. *** Daniel didn’t think he was that good of a friend that he’d get involved in this if the events had developed in a different way. Say, for example, he hadn’t gone to the movies with Emilia that afternoon. Or if he hadn’t driven her home, or if he hadn’t felt inclined to get the paper book collection of A Song of Ice and Fire that she wanted to sell. It was a good thing he did, however, because God knew Daniel himself got a scare when she opened the door and turned on the lights to find her place wrecked as if an earthquake happened there.

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What secrets could he possibly be hiding now? Lena had seen Daniel open the drawer once before, late one night when he thought she was asleep. The memory was hazy, but she distinctly remembered him retrieving a key hidden within one of his prized books on the top shelf. With trembling hands, Lena began scanning the rows of leather-bound volumes, each title meticulously chosen to reflect Daniel’s cultivated image—a man of sophistication, intellect, and taste. But now, Lena knew it was all a facade.

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She had seen countless experts and physicians over the years, but none had ever displayed the kind of confidence and mastery that Danial did. At last, Danial finished writing and closed the book. He handed it back to Rowan, who accepted it with reverence. Danial’s eyes flicked to the title he had written at the top of the first page: Frostbound Requiem. The name alone was enough to send a shiver down Rowan’s spine. When Danial finally finished, he handed the book back to Rowan, who took it with a deep sense of reverence. “This technique…” Rowan began, his voice filled with awe. “It’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen. How could you possibly have memorized all of this?”

“Are you done?” Daniel nodded and stood up to walk towards her. Seeing how serious she was reading earlier, he could not help but feel curious. “What book are you reading?” She picked up the book and showed him the cover. “I just took a random one.” Daniel’s pupils constricted and his gaze gradually turned deep. “Why is it this book…”

Shola having succeeded in hiding the book continued answering the questions but to his astonishment, Daniel paused his words and threw in a question that pushed him off balance, putting him in a quagmire. Daniel asked; “Was it at seminary you bought that scary black book?” “Which book?” Shola asks back with a concerned face under consternation. “The black book I just saw you reciting words from before I fully opened your door. You were even beating your chest with a scrawled face.” Daniel responds now with a more serious look.

He sits next to me, picking me up and placing me on his lap. “What are you reading?” Daniel mumbles into my hair. “That book I started. One of Us Lying” I show him the cover. “How is it?” He draws circles on my stomach. “Its really good. Definitely one of my favorites. I’m on page one hundred and seven” I shiver. “Damn girl, you read that fast” He laughs. “Yeah” I fold the corner, saving my spot and place the book down. “What are you wearing?” Daniel laughs, picking at the silky material.

He ran his fingers along the spines of the oldest books, scanning for anything that might tell him about Daniel’s past. His pulse thundered in his ears. And then—he found it. A book with no title. Its leather cover blackened, scorched, as if it had barely survived a fire. Rigel opened it. And his breath stopped. There—written in ink so dark it looked like dried blood—was the story of Daniel’s past life. A prince. A warrior. A cursed being, feared and revered in equal measure. And a betrayal that had led to his fall. A name.