Romans & histoires The Handmaid's Tale Book

Vashti flashed Anna a warning stare just before distracting Esther by changing the conversation. “Take this back to Shushan,” Vashti handed the book to Esther. “It documents everything I told you earlier, including my escape, the deception about my pregnancy, and everything you need to convince your people to accept Adara as their queen. I titled the book Vashti’s Daughter, because it’s as much your story, Adara, as it is mine.” When Anna heard the title, she was stunned. “May I see it, please?” Esther handed the book to Anna. It was heavier than she thought it would be when Vashti first showed to her at the cabin. The book cover was made of thick leather with parchment pages tightly bound t

Her voice is low and quiet. She’s Amanda, 49 years old and our one and only maid, she’s been working with us for 5 years already. “Shhh... just go to Elizabeth’s room. Make sure that she doesn’t come out.” I whisper and waited for her to leave completely. My hands are shaking. I touch the doorknob. I could hear a strange noise as I listen carefully. I swallow nervously. I was surprised when I opened it and saw them both naked. A blonde young woman was on top of him...

I growled out “Or what? Before we get down to the necessary introductions, I want to make it clear that though you may be an alpha you are certainly not mine. Chaos has been and will always be my alpha and that’s not going to change. And before you go all alpha on me, I’ve got something sweet for you. ‘The truth always comes out. No matter how deep its buried… you may be comfortable in the shadows because you think it’s a temporal home for your secret but know that, that same shadows is a permanent dwelling place for another’…” she said cryptically with mockery laced in her words I turned swiftly to glance around the room and I knew in my heart of heart that disaster was nearing. I watched a

"I get it. This sucks. You're tired, you're hungry, and you're stuck with us. But if you just touch the book, we can all move on with our lives. Trust me, I want this to be over as much as you do." She frowned, her expression softening slightly. "You really think this will work?" "Honestly? I have no idea. But it's worth a shot, right?" After a long pause, she sighed and held out her hand. "Fine. But if this ruins my nails, you're all going to pay for it." She placed her hand on the book, and for a moment, nothing happened. Then, a faint golden light began to emanate from her fingertips, spreading across the page. The symbols on the book began to shift and glow, rearranging themselves into a

Like a precious lost treasure, she held the book in her hands with the inscription "The Book of the Banshees" etched like gold on the cover. Evelyn's eyes were trained on the book, lost in the sight of it like an invisible specter tethering her thoughts and focus to one single point.

at that point since she left when Karen, the chief servant, called for her. It is truly mysterious, but I am unable to keep my lips raised. Emma is a trustworthy young maid, but I can sense something is up. I shake my head. The book opens itself just as I'm ready to do so. Pages circle endlessly, but the brown papers with the cursive writing remain visible until they come to an abrupt stop in the middle. I take a closer look at what the book page shows, I can't help but furrow my brows. "The life that perishes shall be made alive again,

Luca had insisted she give him a goodbye kiss in the elevator and the door had opened when they were almost getting lost in each other’s arms and unfortunately, Hailey had been waiting there. “I’m going to feed my imagination myself if you won’t help me. The new author’s book has been on a delusion diet. The male lead is to die for. He is so swoon-worthy that I’ve read the manuscript seven times already. Don’t ask me how I did it” She grinned and Iris snorted in reply. “I’m glad there is something for you to stick your nose in other than my business” Iris teased and laughed when Hailey’s eyes bulged out and her right hand flew to her chest in shock.

Welcome to parrrt 2, of “Heart of a Betrayed Wife!” (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠). Keep on supporting my book, my awesome readers. I joined a contest, and hopefully, I'm going to be serious with the updates of this book. So, I need your support for that to happen. Also, I welcome my newest readers. This book is book 2. Book 1 is also on this platform and is titled: “Heart of a Betrayed Wife”, like I had mentioned above.

⸻ Because he kept choosing people over destiny. ❤️ ⸻ 🌙 The Unfinished Story The woman looked down at her book. ⸻ For the first time… Sadness appeared in her eyes. 💔 ⸻ “There’s a problem.” ⸻ The library grew silent. ⸻ Everyone felt it immediately. ⸻ Something was wrong. ⸻ Very wrong. ⸻ 🌙 The Final Book The unfinished book slowly opened. 📖 ⸻ Words appeared across its pages.

After the opening, she pulled me aside and gave me a book. We were in the narrow passage behind the kitchen, where the coats hung and the floor was always gritty with mountain dust. She took it from the deep pocket of her cardigan, where she must have carried it all through her speech, and she held it out to me with both hands, the way you hand someone a thing that might spill. It was her fifth, and it was about motherhood, and choice, and the specific way that love can trap people if you are not careful. The binding was plain blue cloth. The title was stamped in silver, and I did not read it yet, because I was watching her face.