The Fevered Bookaholic Novels & Stories

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The scent of pine and snow did little to mask the raw, feverish sweetness pouring from her. Sariah moved through the shadowed trees of the Blackwood, every sense screaming. Her skin was too tight, too hot. A relentless, throbbing ache had settled deep in her core, a demand that echoed in the frantic pulse of her blood. Heat. It was a curse for a rogue, a beacon that drew predators and left her dangerously vulnerable. She needed to find shelter, a den to wait out the worst of the fever, but the need was a fire in her veins, clouding her thoughts, making her clumsy.

Author Pov Lucifer blinked his eyes as he roughly removed the blanket from his body feeling extremely hot. He felt like something was burning against his chest. His face scrunched up in annoyance and discomfort. He opened his eyes and roughly clicked the button on his side table. The curtains of the room got unfolded letting the bright rays of sunlight attack the room. He looked down at his chest and frowned finding his beautiful doll curled up against his chest. He instantly touched her forehead and closed his eyes sighing heavily. She was having a high fever.

SARAH: (a⁠pproa​ching, touc​hing Ayan‌a’s forehead) “You feel warm. Le‌t me get th‌e thermometer.” [She return⁠s with the ther⁠mometer, takes AYANA’s t‍e‍mpe​rature. The reading ma⁠kes her⁠ freeze: 38‍.‍4 degr‍ee⁠s Celsius. F⁠ever. Af⁠ter eigh‍teen mo‍nths‌ of​ treatment, they know wh‍at feve​r means—possible infection, or wor‌s‍e. S‍A​RAH and AMON exc‍h​ange glan‌ces, immediate fear and familiarity.] ⁠S‌ARAH: “We need to call Dr. A​siim‍we. Now.”

Maureen Laurent The massive bed sank beside me, heavy and warm, and I knew without opening my eyes that Vuk was back. I didn’t move. Couldn’t. My whole body felt like it had been dragged through fire and left to smolder. Heat poured off my skin in waves, my head pounded in time with my heartbeat, and every breath felt like swallowing glass. Fever. Bad one. The kind that makes the world tilt even when you’re lying still.

" Eve , your burning up " Chloe gave a strange wake up call , she was seated on my bed with her hand on my head checking my temperature " What , am fine" She was up early , what was wrong " You have a fever " she put her hand on my head and pointed it out , I felt fine a bad bream but I was okay " no an fine ," I pushed it away " No, don't be stubborn , you have a fever you should rest ," she insisted , I wanted to go

I see a purple and a bright yellow room, the two of my favorite colors. Wait a minute this room has been decorated. I can smell the paint and the new furniture scent in the room. Wow, this is brand new. Everything in here is. Even this book I pick up by the nightstand then I take a good look at it. It is one of my favorite author’s B.B. Reid's “Fear Me” they bought all the series for me. Wow, I am so in love right now. Sometimes girls want candy and flowers but for me I want books. I gasp and realize this room is all my favorite colors and brand-new stuff and clothes. The weird thing is the clothes are all my size? Down to my bra size. I feel sick and thankful at the same time. I just realiz

A pull like a magnet, weak but just about perceptible. Caitlin opened her eyes and followed the pull as it led her to a shelf of dusty books. Her eyes skimmed across the spines, unable to read any of the languages. But then she saw one book in English and knew, deep inside of her, that she had found what she had been sent here for. She pulled the book down and a cloud of dust flew into the air. The book had clearly not been touched for centuries. She had to be careful with it in case the pages shattered on contact with her skin.

By Anita D. - Janus: Travel Pieces. BY Chester E. - Fever 1793. By Laurie A. - The Hotel New Hampshire. By John I. It was a list of book, I re-read over them and then started up and down the isles looking for them. I looked for the authors by last name, finding a couple of them. But then had trouble finding the rest. I looked all over the library until I finally found them all, which took about 30 minutes or more.

She smiled at the little girl before getting on the other side of the bed and sitting down. “Nevaeh, baby!” She affectionately called her while touching her face and checking her temperature. Even though her whole face looked red, especially her nose, the fever had cooled down, making Anthea sigh out of relief. “Her fever is gone.” Anthea gently proclaimed while smiling at Nevaeh, who was still watching her silently. There was something in Nevaeh’s gaze when she looked at Anthea. It was filled with some weird emotion that was instantly pulling Anthea towards her. She wanted to take her into her arms.