The Novel Corner Novels & Stories

Getting out of the office later than anybody else because they kept piling files onto my desk, I go to my small apartment. It’s cozy, so I don’t care, and the best thing is that it has a little space with a bow window, making it really romantic. There is where I installed my cozy reading corner, with a chaise long and many colored pillows. I let my purse slide to the floor and as I slip out of my shoes about to take a book off the shelf and already wanting to change into my pjs as I always do, I halt in my movements. Looking down at the illuminated street, something clicks in me, causing a strange desire to stream through me.

On the other side of the room, a bookshelf sat in the corner, displaying an assortment of well-arranged books and a few files. In general, the room felt cozy and peaceful. It was just... "Wow! " Christiana exclaimed in awe. She headed to the bookshelf. Her eyes scanned the books and finally landed on a novel. Christian's eyes lit in excitement and she took it. It was one of her favorite novels; VERITY BY COLLEN HOOVER.

Welcome to My Cozy Corner! First and foremost, welcome, dear reader! You’re about to embark on a journey unlike any other—a story that invites you to settle in, get comfortable, and experience something truly unique. By reading beyond chapter six, you have opened an insightful book. A story that's unique and heartfelt. But most of all, it is filled with useful, exciting knowledge. If you decide to leave now, you might be missing out on giving a new writer’s voice a chance to shine—a story that deserves to be heard.

“I am an old fellow, I won't look my eyes out; but I'1l call everybody this minute, let others stare at you.” “I'11 come down!” cried Basira. With that, Zastar turned toward the side of the house. “As God lives, somebody is coming!” said he. In fact, from behind the corner appeared young Adam Novoveski, who, coming on horseback, had tied his beast at the side-gate and passed around the house himself, wishing to enter through the main door. Basira, seeing him, was on the ground in two springs, but too late. Unfortunately, Sir Adam had seen her springing from the ladder, and stood confused, astonished, and covered with blushes like a young girl. Basira stood before him in the same way, till a

I pressed my lips together and looked at the floor. "Nova Calloway," he said again. "Her routine. Where she spends time alone in the compound." I thought about Nova's reading room. The cream walls and the floor to ceiling bookshelves and the way the afternoon light came through the white curtains and she sat in it with her notebook writing things that made her smile to herself. Aurora crawling across the rug toward her. "I don't know," I whispered. He hit me again. My head snapped sideways and I tasted copper and the chair scraped against the concrete and I hung there in the zip ties for a moment that lasted a long time.

She turned to it and squinted. No one was there. Vero turned around to look at the librarian. She was still at her desk. Her gaze returned to the corner of the library that was not touched by the sunlight. The shadows of the bookshelves shaded a small patch of the nook, making it look like an endless dark corner. Her eyes did not move from that corner for several minutes. She waited for something to appear from there, whether it was a person or perhaps a small animal that had intruded into the library. But the movement that had been flashing in the corners of her eyes never appeared.

Allan walked to the room on the right where there was a special room where he put his books and an easy chair facing the window. Allan chose one of his books that was quite thick. A business journal it seemed. Allan began to take a position and started reading, not how long he read for but his eyes refused to close. He anxiously closed the book again. "Oh, yes. Perhaps I could read a light book perhaps? A novel? Let's see, do I have a novel? I don't think so! How about this? Wait a minute...whose book is this? A novel? I don't think so..not mine! Does Eve have one? I'd rather just read this!" Allan picked up the only novel there which was in the far right corner almost covered by Allan's oth

A book room here was almost as large as a standard library. But this time, the genius of Ethelbert's guess was wrong. When Ethelbert found Coronis, she didn't appear with the jubilant excitement she had just now. In contrast, Ethelbert discovered for the first time that Coronis turned out to be equally serious and attentive when reading. Coronis held a thick leather-bound book in his hand, which looked so old that the braille on the cover was no longer visible. She stood in the middle of a long line of tall bookshelves, calmly and intently reading the book in her hand. Coronis has entered her world.

Everything is going as it is planned, except for the fact that I did not had any chance to see the inner area of the school today. But that's okay, I'll see it tomorrow morning. I followed what the guard told me, and there it is: Thelma's Book Corner. I found you, finally. It looked exactly like a barn, painted with red and brown. There's also a hotdog stand in front of it. I entered the store, and I must say that the inside is much bigger than the outside. Was that even possible? Looking around, I saw that there's a lot of bookshelves around here, plus a bean bag area for the people who prefer to read their books here.

I begin working, trying to make it somewhat homely. As I am setting my books on the desk, books which I might probably never read again, I find something unusual. The inside of the middle drawer on the left side of the desk has less space than the other drawers. I frown and pull out the drawer even more. It is then that my eyes fall on the edge. The corner is very slightly raised. Or there’s a gap. I try to dig my nail into the minuscule opening. It’s a wooden sheet that matches the inside of the other drawers, but it has somehow been placed separately.