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It had actually fallen open and was just laying there like a virgin on prom night, just waiting for its secrets to be uncovered. Mister was so excited and intrigued that he forgot about everything else and he scooped it up off of the floor, being very careful not to close it again, because it seemed like something bad happened every time he tried to open it himself. He crossed the room and sat thoughtlessly on the edge of the bed. He was so eager to get inside of that book that he didn't even bother to make himself comfortable, he just dove right in, head first. He thumbed through the first chapter as it told the story of the legend of the giants, and all about how the giants and forest peop

what i saw inside shocked me to death Every truth about Mrs Hareite and Sarahs' existence was written there But then..it seems like some things were added and the words were manipulated How did my book even develope legs..? As i was thinking..a thought came into my mind of last time When i didn't see my book at it's position in my room and was about checking it before Nina came in-- Oh My god! Nina must have taken it and edited it..whatever it is she edited, I'm sure her name was in it

“What the hell was that?” I couldn’t answer. My throat was too tight, my chest too heavy. Because I understood. That hadn’t been a rescue. That had been a message. Theo had crossed into Damien’s territory. And Damien did not share. ----- End of Chapter Seven ✨

"No, maybe dad yes." "We won't ask dad because he won't tell us anything, besides he won't even let us get into the investigation we have to do everything on our own. Wait for me here and I'll go ask one of the guys if they know where she lives," he told me to which I nodded. When Lucas left, I kept looking at some books in the mythology section. A small one, made of leather, which had strange drawings engraved on it, caught my attention. I took it and read the title, it said: What is hidden in Telluride. How strange, I thought. I opened the book and began to read the first page:

Her present predicament must have destroyed him, he used to be a very happy and jovial person, but look what mystery had done to him, for once she stopped thinking about herself and just stared at him with pity, she wished she had answers to the pressing questions in his heart, she wanted badly to ease his pain and tell him it would be ok, but she couldn't, she couldn't go close, she sat calmly on the chair opposite him with her hands folded like someone about to get scolded. "Where are you coming from? He asked, not meeting her eyes, he was looking down, like the answers to his questions are there. She was about to lie but her instinct told her not to even try, she always trusted her instin

I took a deep breath, and let the events of the day wash over me. The apartment was a reflection of my personality – cosy and filled with mementos of my past and my dreams for the future. The living room was adorned with bookshelves brimming with literature from classic novels to contemporary poetry. I had always found solace in the written word, anyone could tell with the collection which was a testament to my love for storytelling. The apartment's walls were adorned with my mother's paintings, vibrant and filled with emotion. Each canvas was a window into my mother's soul, capturing moments of beauty and passion. I often found myself lost in these paintings, seeking inspiration and connect

Inspector Isaac’s POV: Me and my junior John were at the accident spot. We were trying to find out the reason of the accident. Was trying to imagine the situation according to the driver. I looked at the traffic light that seemed ok to me. “Think that the driver was telling the truth, then what are the take away message from the accident?” I asked John. He was hesitating and then told that if the situation was really same as the driver described then the accident was preplanned. That was what I was thinking exactly. But who is all behind that and what was the motive? “Get the best electrician and check the traffic light again. See you at office”, saying that I started to go away fast. “Where

I wasn’t thirsty either—that I already forgot my pitcher inside Nickos’ room. Perhaps, I would not be able to sleep the whole night. Things were undeniably confusing me as I ambled inside my room and locked the door. I took off my robe and neatly returned it to my black mannequin. Letting my lampshade open, I sat at the center of the bed and tirelessly leaned my back on its cushy headboard. I was completely baffled, and I hated this feeling! Then, I just blankly stared at the ceiling. It seemed like my mind was traveling in a big puzzle, having the benefit of the doubt regarding my parents. It was hard to find the missing puzzle pieces when those were intentionally kept or hidden from me.

“The headmaster even explained for you. Well done!” “Tell us how you made it.” She was shocked by their sudden rants, unaware of what’s going on. **** [Dearest Lovies, Kindly please vote for this novel with your gem and help me reach the top. I highly appreciated your kindness, and it's a big reward for me too. Also, kindly follow my IG acnnt. @annashannellin. Sending you my warm hug, Anna Shannel Lin ]

Always hoped it was enough and Eli wouldn't come back to charge him more. The future is bright for our lovers as they navigate through the ups and downs of their relationship. Will we ever see them tie the knot, or will Clara keep on dragging her heels? Perhaps we will find them again in the other chapters of Max and Jeremy’s books. Stay tuned. -=- Max has a troubled past. He was a toddler when he was left at the orphanage. Learn about his past and future as we follow his story in my new book, Max’s Revelation.