The Invisible Man Literature Novels & Stories

I simply left the page blank. The librarian, a woman with soft, distracted eyes, wandered past, barely sparing me a glance. I realized how invisible I was. To the world, I was just a woman in a ruined suit sitting in a corner, scribbling in a notebook. The fear of that invisibility—the fear that had kept me clinging to the firm—was gone. In its place was a strange, soaring sense of possibility. If no one saw me, I could finally be whoever I chose to be. I closed the notebook. I needed to move again. I felt as though if I stopped for too long, the gravity of my old life—the lawyers, the partners, the expectations—would find me and pull me back into orbit.

I can't hear what he is saying, but if I read his lips correctly, he is asking What happened. I point out my ears and move my head left and right, so that he can understand that I cannot hear him. He nods his head in understanding. He then takes a good look around him and raises his eyebrows at the mess we made with water. I just shrug my shoulders and bat my lashes like I am innocent. He laughs and shakes his head with amusement. He then closes his eyes and white light appears around him. He walks out directly from inside the library, through the invisible wall. Then the light disappears from around him.

According to the book I read, the Madag Forest is a home of dangerous creatures. What the book says is true because I have seen a lot of disgusting creatures. I am lucky because they can't see me or feel my presence. Being invisible is an advantage. I have been here in the forest for a few days. At night, I sleep in the cave with those creatures.

I did as he said to my surprise I saw a dwarf. "How come I didn't see you at first?" I asked in curiosity. "Well, I'm a scientist and was just trying my latest invention, temporary invisibility. But, there are still loopholes which need a lot of improvement." I looked at him in awe, it was rare to come across commoners who were into science. Invisibility through science was the first of its kind as only witches were capable of such spells. "Thanks for saving me, I have to go now. I'm sure Sigil is looking for me," my foot was bandaged but the pain wasn't as intense as earlier.

The door squeaked open revealing a shadowy figure. A man in all black with a deep hood pulled low over his head to hide his face. My source. The slight ripple of muscle beneath and the faint sheen of pricey fabric were barely visible to my eyes which were used to the low light. Effective. Devoted. Most importantly it is invisible. He was a ghost moving through the mansions sacred halls my eyes and ears. Gently he closed the door behind him and entered returning the room to its suffocating darkness. He remained silent and merely waited his dark figure barely visible against the doors outline.

I might not have a choice but live and survive with it. “Are you two done?” I asked them, it’s getting dark and we need to be out of the secret library before dawn. “I am, if he is,” I looked at Riven, he didn’t say a word, just shrugged his shoulders. “Okay lets do this,” I stood between them and held their hands. I closed my eyes, and inhaled deeply. My eyes opened slowly, I exhaled, and said the words. “Invisque.” The moment I said the word, “Invisque,” a soft wind blew around us. It circled like a quiet storm, brushing against our skin. Riven’s grip on my hand tightened, and Maria held her breath.

he added. "Who are you? How dare you hug my soon wife to be! Maya is mine, do you get that? I don't care who you are or what relationship you shared with her but now, she's only mine."Max had found some guts to speak after that man had let go of his shoulder. To remind him of who he really was, Wolf simply said - I'm the invisible man who just made you shiver. Do you want to fight me?" Max couldn't add anything after he said that.

For Flora, it was a sanctuary. She moved through the thronging crowds not as a person, but as a part of the flow. Her hood was pulled low, her shoulders hunched, her gait a shuffling, non-threatening rhythm that made her invisible. She was a ghost in the machine, a wisp of grey cloth and forgotten dreams, blending seamlessly into the tapestry of beggars, merchants, and laborers. She had learned the art of invisibility in the castle, but here, in the city’s underbelly, it was her native tongue.

And somewhere in the shadows of my quiet apartment, something very old… stirred. I finally summoned courage to slam the book shut with a sharp snap that echoed through my quiet apartment. My heart was racing, skin flushed hot despite the cool rain still pattering against the windows. That invisible presence lingered in the air like heavy incense — thick, masculine, and far too interested. I couldn’t explain it, but every instinct screamed that opening that book any further tonight would be dangerous. “No,” I whispered to the empty room. “Not tonight.”

I asked. The man shrugged. "Nope! You know that they can't see us. And even I killed both of you right here, they won't suspect me." "Why is that?" I move my eyes to find a certain someone. "Well, because I'll envelope you with my invisible sphere that will lasts 'till dawn. Within that time, everyone here will see me training. Unfortunately, I can't do that because the American government personally invited him to join this raid." The crazy man pointed at Jevro who is still hugging me like octopus.