The Giver Novels & Stories

Charlie had given this pill to Hunter, whom Porter himself had ordered to bring more than a hundred coffins up to the Wade family’s old mansion! What kind of breadth of mind did he have? In the eyes of Porter and the other soldiers from Ten Thousand Armies, perhaps even the sages from the ancient times were probably nothing like this! Hunter was even more grateful at this time, and he kept groveling, one after the other as he choked up and said, “Thank you for the gift, Mr. Wade... Thank you for the gift, Mr. Wade...”

Something ugly tugged at his gut but he decided to ignore it in favor of savoring the moment. He fetched the basin of water and a cloth, cleaning himself. He cannot take his eyes off of the gift the whole time. Even as he finally laid down in his mattress, his eyes never left the gift. How could he? It’s Ainar’s gift. Can’t help the giddiness in him, he ended up staying up late, staring at the stone in his shelf. He has never received anything like this, or anything in a form of a gift his whole life. For him to receive something like this, now more special as it is a courting gift makes Gavin so happy.

I'm going to tell Mom and Dad you've been picking on me! [Viola, are you dead out there? Actually, it's better this way. I took the only thing that could have saved you—the Miracle Elixir. Now, death is your only choice! Just die already, it's better this way!] Dozens of venomous curses followed—each one so vicious that even the officers who had followed us fell into stunned silence. "Did... Jane sent these?" Charlie's hands trembled uncontrollably. He couldn't believe what he was reading, and the realization hit him like a physical blow—he was one of the people who had contributed to his daughter's death!

His love was real, but it was too light, like something floating on the surface, gone with the slightest touch. I understood, suddenly, that this would happen again and again. He would give me new things and keep giving the old things to someone else. My child would learn that what she had could be taken away at any moment. Dante came toward me when I did not speak. He bent down, his eyes on my belly, his voice soft. "Baby, Daddy will buy you new things. The prettiest dresses, the softest cashmere. Okay?" He straightened, pinched my cheek, and returned to his familiar, easy tone. "Do not make that face. I will make it up to you. I promise."

"She's your sister-in-law, after all, and Alvin was gone too soon. Since we're all family, I thought it'd be nice if she became our baby's godmother. What do you think?" I looked him dead in the eye. There wasn't a single shred of guilt in them. He had somehow managed to dress up a shameful affair with his widowed sister-in-law—and their illegitimate child—as nothing more than a benevolent husband showing compassion to a grieving widow. "Sure." I nodded apathetically. Craig nodded in satisfaction before turning around and picking up a thermal flask. He then headed out to get some water. My gaze drifted to the postpartum mesh underwear on my nightstand. It was Verna's size.

What if technologies have to be questioned once? What will be the cost? What? Her mom also gifted her a beautiful handmaid beautiful Mermaid gown. Her best friends also gifted her gifts based on her preference and so on... In total, Jemmy got so many luxurious gifts that she won't be able to use up in ten years. That's how many gifts she got. [ A/N: Lucky Jemmy. If you noticed, I left a hint somewhere near the end of the chapter. What do you think Guys? Were you guys able to decode those messages?]

Gael shakes his head. Gael Slater: My dad gave it to me. The boy shrugs moving around the desk. Halo Noel: Can I see it? Gael hands Halo the leather-bound book, reading the simple yet intricate title, impressed. Halo Noel: Tom Sawyer. He runs his right hand over the worn leather spine. Halo Noel: Is your father coming to pick you up? Halo checks his watch, notices the time, and sits up. - Usually, Gael would be the first to leave, as his father was never tardy. So, seeing the boy hanging back feels odd to the attentive teacher.

He sweetly smiled as they pulled back, the girl instantly remembering about the gift she'd brought for her mom. "Here, these are for you," She told her as grabbed the bouquet and handed it to her with a beaming smile. "They're from Mr. King's garden," She said as the woman gazed at the deeply red flowers in awe, gently taking a whiff. "Wow! They're beautiful! And they smell amazing too!" "I bet he has one of those huge fancy gardens like rich people have, doesn't he?" The woman casually said as together they walked into the living room, the girl and the young male stealthily giving each other a knowing look behind her back.

Adam said and smiled She handed him the gift and spoke: - I would like you to open my present now, and I would like you to tell me what you think about it and if you like it. - Now? Adam asked and continued:- Can't it be later? - I would like for you to open it now, please, Alice said. - Okay, sweetie pie. Adam said and unwrapped the gift. He was dumbfounded, unable to believe what he was seeing. Her gift left him speechless, it was the most wonderful thing he had ever received, he was a collector of old books, and this was a big deal for him because his mate had bought him the gift he always wanted.

“Or perhaps both?” Dr. Steel was shocked. “You know me?” Ethan replied, “I was introduced to you by a mutual acquaintance.” “Who?” Ganter asked. “It doesn’t matter.” Ethan said, “What matters is why you’re here today.” Ganter slowly walked forward and placed the gifts he brought on the table. There were fine liquor, premium cigarettes, and some fruits, but from the moment Ganter saw Ethan, he knew those items were insufficient. However, at that point, he had no choice but to put them down.