The Finished Mystery Book Novels & Stories

“That’s bесаuѕе іt’ѕ always ѕаd tо fіnіѕh an аmаzіng ѕеrіеѕ. You соnnесt ѕо wеll wіth thе сhаrасtеrѕ thеу become part оf уоu, ѕо whеn уоu fіnіѕh the lаѕt page аnd close thе Kindle it’s lіkе a fіnаl gооdbуе, аnd wеll it’s hеаrtbrеаkіng to lеt them gо. Yоu аlmоѕt feel lіkе уоu’rе сhеаtіng оn thеm when уоu ореn another bооk. I like tо fіnіѕh аnd then gіvе mуѕеlf thе rеѕt of thе dау to let іt аll play оut in my hе аd, tо ѕау good bуе аnd thеn tomorrow іѕ аnоthеr bооk day, whеrе I’ll hореfullу fall іn love with thе nеxt characters.”

Groaning inwardly, I take an imperceptible breath at the beautiful scene he presents. “Trust me, it wasn’t that bad. I’ve seen Rowan drunk, and it isn’t pretty. Besides, it was your birthday; you earned it.” He reaches for the book in my lap, reading through the cover, then looks back at me. “I guess we need to finish this, huh?” I nod my head and take the book from his hand. “Yeah, I finished most of the questions, but without you, there’s no scene.” Mikhail rises from the chair and extends his hand out to me. “Then we better get this done.”

The warmth settled around me instantly. “Thanks,” I murmured. He took his seat again, watching me for a moment before speaking. “We should celebrate.” I let out a quiet laugh. “Celebrate what exactly?” “You finishing this,” he said, nodding toward the books. Against all odds, I actually finished the entirety of the library that Sera had given me to read. Anytime I thought about it, I was still pretty shocked. I smiled faintly, then tilted my head as an idea formed. “Or,” I said, “you could answer two questions for me.”

Nonetheless, she kept reading. Another day passed by quickly and she had already finished the book. Alessia laid in her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, with arms spread out and her breathing uneven. Her mind remains tangled with thoughts and her stand on the world's ancient magic is slowly shattering. As she expected, it confused her so much more after finishing it. It all sounded too unreal to be true. But if the book was false, then why would Clyde bother storing it in a locked chest in the attic?

With a final defiant flourish, the pages slipped free, descending towards the ground like confetti at a forgotten celebration. Heart pounding, I bent down to retrieve the fallen book, my mind still reeling from the profound revelations I had just absorbed. Yet, as I reached out, ready to reclaim the weighty tome, my eyes widened in astonishment. Standing before me was a figure, a silhouette cast in the flickering shadows of the library's dimly lit corners.

************************************* So sorry for the delay, honestly I think there's this unexplainable force that distrubs an almost completed book. The hurdles were alot but there's no halting this completion. Thanks for reading ❤️❤️ ❤️ Final chapter is coming out next week Monday. Expect mischieve, fun and alot of passion ❤️.

I can't recall, I still find myself wondering what actually happened, well moving on I found my way into the sacred library, only to discover that no one was present, all the guards were outside. I walked past the tall wooden shelves which were filled with different books, yet I felt a force drawing me towards a particular self at the far right of the library which had an inscription on it, "Mystery." I scanned through the book and I decided to pick the one that had a black cover, the title of the book was Prophecies. The title alone was intriguing, I found myself a place to sit down to feast on the book. I randomly opened to the eighth chapter which was titled, "The Return of the Rebel Alph

I grab three and haul them off the shelf, not expecting the weight that drags down my arms as I bring them to the table. Book after book, I find nothing on the Moonstone. There are a lot of other significant histories in here that I would love to come back and take more time with. But that’s for another time. Finn closes his current book and places it in his read stack before moving on to the next, and I follow his lead, grabbing the next book. “Woah,” I whisper as I reread the paragraph. “What did you find?” Finn asks laying his book down and leaning toward me.

I smiled and brought out a new novel I got from the store the other day and opened the first chapter to read. There are like ten minutes before assembly starts so I can read at least a chapter or two before it starts. ‘Hmm… interesting’ i thought to myself. “Why didn't I know about this book already?” I muttered under my breath and turned to the next page. “Very interesting.” “I know it is,” I turned my head to see Chris put his bag on the desk beside me and sat down on the chair. “Even though I haven't read it, I know it is interesting”

It was titled the *THE DIAMONDS* After tireless searching, she finally found it on a particular shelves that had a word engraved on its metal handles. It read, *mysteries*. She quickly grabbed the book out and sneezed repeatedly as the dust on the book found its way into her nostrils. She went to he father's old study and sat on the rusty chair while putting on the mini lamp on the table and finally in great anticipation, she opened the book.