Romans & histoires The Book Of Lost Friends: A Novel

We're not only friends, but we're also sisters. BOOK ONE -- THE END Next book! BOOK TWO - HIS BETTERHALF Instagram @Itseeratkaur

"Yes. There are parts missing." "True. Recently, I found a book that might help us with that matter." "Let's find it." "A red covered book with golden inlays." "I found it." "You have a sharp eye. All the books in this section are the same." "Let's start. There is a free table." Surrounded by rays of candles, the two friends started reading the dusty, old tome. The first one started:

These were bullet points that I wrote down for a test at the beginning of my training. Maybe I should give it to Eve so that she could get a decent essay. When I thought of the text, because she had shown me in the last lesson, I could only shake my head again. Sometimes I really wondered what was going on in my best friend's head. À la espionage. I would never get over that. I put my sticky note back on the page and flipped through the book to the index of tribal groups and subspecies. I flipped through the chapter page by page. Looked at the dates, the pictures and drawings until I got stuck with the picture of him .

"It's all my fault for trusting the wrong person. She told me poisonous mushrooms could let us see the answers to the SAT. I trusted her because I thought she was my best friend. I never imagined she was lying to me. "My life is ruined now. My future is gone too. I hope everyone learns from what happened to me and stops trusting people so blindly." Even the classmates who had previously screamed that Elise should pay with her life were now backing her up. "We were all classmates. Who would've thought Nova could be this vicious? She wanted fewer competitors, so she deliberately harmed us." "My face is partially paralyzed now. I can't even hold a pen properly anymore. This is all because of No

The people of the city fell to their knees. 💔 And for the first time since arriving here… Ilyaan felt true fear. Not fear of death. Not fear of the King. Fear of something he couldn’t understand. 😨 ⸻ 🌙 The Name That Vanished The Book of Origins burned with black flames. 🔥📖🔥 Its pages turned violently. Words appeared and disappeared. Names were written. Then erased. ⚡ The Keeper stared at the book. His face pale. 💀

BECCA'S POV The Librarian snapped her fingers. The world didn't fade or blur or dissolve. It simply stopped existing. One moment I was standing in the warm, golden glow of the Library of Lost Things, surrounded by my friends. The next, they were gone—vanished like they'd never been there at all. "Wait—" I spun around, searching frantically. "Where are my friends? What did you do with them?"

“You really had to pick a tree that can’t hold both of us? Great. Which one of us is breaking a bone? Because if you don’t come down, I’m climbing up.” “Go away,” I said through the tears. “No,” his voice flat. Firm. “Why do you all keep pretending we’re friends, like I suddenly matter again? You abandoned me when Sareena left, every single one of you.” My voice cracked. “No one checked in, not once. You left me in that house with him. And now, because I’m helping your precious Sareena, I’m part of the friend team again? Like I wasn’t invisible this whole time?”

Thin, continuous pain registered belatedly. Originally I would not have been so upset, I told myself it was just a betrayal by a friend and that it was no big deal. But the line called friendship was the one Lena had chosen to cross first. The day we decided to transfer schools together, she pulled me to a bar to drink and celebrate our liberation. Ambiguous lights lingered around us, and I watched the person I had quietly liked for years and felt a little dazed.

And he also told me that the book reflects the life of its readers as if someone starts reading this book then this book shows good thing in beginning whatever they want and then it starts showing its Evil side by taking away everyone who are the readers loved ones like family, friends and other relatives but that wasn't possible in my case because I lost my parents at the very young age of 10 and after that I started living alone with just my grandmother and most probably according to my grandfather I haven't reached on the incident which could harm my loved ones so even my grandmother was also totally fine and having no other option I just ended up burning it down”, she told me the whole i

I look at the book in front of me titled " we are more than friends " Weird title, its more weird that she have it to me. I look in her direction to catch her staring at me. She smiled at me again. With my lips in a thin line, I turn the first page of the book. " there you are psycho!! " I heard after the book in my hands was snatched away from me. I looked up to meet a very furious looking Alex. Oops I must have over read and forgotten the time. " hey " I said and I stood up from the floor and dusted my skirt before looking back at Alex again.