The Giver 2 Novels & Stories

My name scrawled in her familiar handwriting. I tore it open. Inside lay a bank draft—twenty thousand dollars. And a short note. For the Alpha funds. I know the pack has been struggling. This is from the frost-herbs I gathered on the peaks. Don’t refuse. Use it for them. The handwriting blurred as tears spilled hot and unrelenting. She had nearly died climbing those mountains. I remembered her hands raw, her cloak heavy with snow, her smile faint but proud when she returned with the herbs.

Startled, she stumbled back as she was too engrossed in fiddling with the knob that she failed to hear Evelyn who was approaching her from behind, like a predator. Her mouth turned dry when her blurry eyes met with her icy ones. They were boring holes in her face and Sara wasn’t too naive to understand that Evelyn had figured out the reason behind her apprehension. “M-Ma’am, I-” “Who gave you the gift?” Her straightforward question caught her off-guard. Gulping, she looked down unable to meet her eyes, and forced herself to come up with a suitable answer. “I-I.. I just delivered the gift that Joseph gave me-”

Alexander wasn't the reasoning with type, once his mind is made up… By the time dad left, my mood was immensely lifted. He had also brought some good books that will keep me occupied for days. Before he left, he sneaked five hundred dollars to me and said I should keep myself safe. I was left wondering what he meant, but afterwards it dawned to me what he wanted me to do. ***** I was led back to my cell to drop the books and joined others outside for sports. I sighted Mathew from afar and walked to him, with a small smile on my lips.

she says, but before she can walk away, I take her hand, pulling her to me. “It’s going to be okay. I know it’s a lot all at once, but it’s going to be okay, I promise.” When she nods again, I lean in, gently pressing my lips to hers. As I walk out to get food, I hear my son. “I knew my mom sent you.” I quickly rush downstairs, running into my Beta. “Alpha, what’s going on? You were acting very…possessive of that woman.” “Ayda. Her name is Ayda and she’s my second chance mate. The woman who saved my son is my second chance mate.”

Instead, she whispered, “It’s nothing. Just… nerves.” Marcus’s gaze lingered, sharp and knowing, but he didn’t press. Instead, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small carved wolf figurine, its edges rough and unfinished. “I started working on this months ago,” he said. “I thought this is the right time that you need it.” Ella took it carefully, her chest swelling with warmth. The figurine was clumsy, uneven, but it was the most precious gift she had ever held. “Thank you,” she breathed, her voice cracking.

"Is it that bad?" I made a long face. I can imagine things that may or may not be necessary. Something that can be useful in the future or dull after using it more than once. That is because Odin doesn't know what to give his grandchildren; he mostly asks Terry to buy them because she is around our age and close to understanding us young adults. I opened the gift bag and threw the tissue paper out of the way and dug my hand. I grip a thin and lace-type feeling as I lift it, making Effie and I gasp in shock.

After taking the gift out , I gently push it through the holes of the banister – thankfully , the potted plant and my hand could fit through it. Afterwards , I take one more look at the princess and begin my descend. Though I blend in with the darkness , I am sure the guards would spot me if I stayed there to long. As I descend , I feel my heart praying that she gets better. I also find my self praying for Alexander to drop dead! Rosemary’s Pov For Rosemary I was not able to gift this to you during the event , so I give it to you now.. From Xavier I feel my heart leap with joy ; such a pity I could not actually leap for joy. I place the card and the pot plant close to my heart , as I swell w

I'll be fine. " Alright alright. Take care of yourself okay? I have to go back to my room now. It is late already." She told me. "Oh before I forget." She said and brought a pack of cookies out of her pocket and gave it to me. "I forgot to give you earlier." "Thank you so much, Lily, but please be careful I don't want to cause any problem for you," I told her. "Don't worry. I'll be careful. Good night, Scar!"

“I did this! It was me! What’re you going to do about it? Are you going to abuse me, too?” What exactly had Simon been telling him? I helped Margaret over to the sofa, brought her blood pressure medication, and handed her a glass of warm water. Then, I quietly picked up the things scattered across the floor and put them back into the closet. When I stepped out again, I was carrying a small backpack. Those were the only few belongings I had brought with me from the orphanage. “I didn’t take anything from this house,” I said to Alex. Then, I handed him two notebooks. “Mom said your foreign language skill isn’t very strong. These are some notes I made. I hope they help you.”

"We know about the Ghost Layer, Dominic." ​Reed smiled, a genuinely charming, terrifying smile. "Yes, the Ghost Layer. I designed it to broadcast the theft to the IRAB—the very body I control. You tell them I’m stealing it, and they’ll file a report with Vesper, my own company. A perfect closed loop."