The Other Half Book Novels & Stories

No copyright infringement is intended. P.S— THIS IS THE BOOK TWO OF BOOK ONE— DIFFERENT SHADES OF HIM. ENJOY AND LET ME KNOW IF YOU DO. THANK YOU!

Alys asked him quietly, as she ran her fingers over the carvings, staring at them in wonder. “This is a supernatural shop. Our warlock friend runs it and he sells all sorts of books on the different beings, as well as all manner of other things. I thought it would be good for you to come here and maybe we can get you a book on werewolf history so you can learn more on our species, and I am hoping to find one on Half Bloods.” Aiden explained. He knocked three times before turning the handle and walking in.

The night air wrapped around us like a warm whisper, the quiet hum of the city buzzing just loud enough to fill the spaces between our footsteps. Teddy didn’t say much as we walked, which was fine—I wasn’t much for small talk when my mind was already racing in twenty directions. The glow of The Other Room came into view about ten minutes later, a squat building with faded black trim and a crooked neon sign that flickered every third second. I expected chaos when we walked in—sweaty dancing bodies, lines at the bar, music that made conversation useless.

That way, they will be safe. Their house is located in the middle of the pine forest, made of Stone and like a Rapunzel tower which only different because it has doors and its way wider and extravagantly beautiful. In the huge living room, there’s no other furniture except for the big cabinet, cushions and center table, and the floor is made of a nude tiles. Xoyo, a black-haired, almond -eyed, and dove lips ,21 years old young lady sat in the big sofa while spending her time reading an old comic book.

Emily jeered wild eyed. "Ronan's the mismatched half. The half you were supposed to marry. Well, it does have a nice ring to it, don't you think?" Jess pondered upon while Lizzy nodded at the comment and Anya simply blinked as it all came to her, all at once. At first she didn't quite comprehend with all the halves they were mentioning but then it occurred to her that twins were also called halves and couples were denoted as halves and that's the denomination her friends were making.

Moving something to the Resting Pages felt like a solemn, hopeful act. Maris, whose bold graphic novels often pulsed with vibrant energy, was drawn to a loose cover design slipped into the green folder. It was clearly meant for a zine – rough, energetic lines depicting a mango sliced cleanly in half. But only one half was filled with a riot of warm yellows, oranges, and reds. The other half remained starkly, deliberately blank. The vibrancy of the colored half made the emptiness beside it ache. Maris didn't try to color the blank half. Instead, using a fine-nibbed marker, she meticulously added tiny, intricate patterns along the cut edge of the *colored* half – seeds bursting, juice droplets

Not calculating, not protecting anyone, not trying to keep two separate truths from colliding. Both truths were in the same room. Both of them were looking at me. "I have been half a person for a year," I said. "I am done being half a person." Nate looked at me with the expression he kept for moments he did not have words for. Levi looked at me like he had been waiting for exactly this since the first night.

Esme pulled out a book from the shelf than. "Here we are, it was a report of a half breed. A doctor wrote this out while following a couple very much like you through the months until the child was born and a few months after. How about you two give this a read. I'm sure it'll help you. I bet there is even some names you can look around for and go and meet them." Esme handed Neal the book. "Now remember to bring it back to us." "I will, thank you Esme." Neal hugged her and looked towards me, waving the book for me to take. I walked up and took it from him then smiled happily.

I looked at my mother, who now had a confused look on her face. "Sweetheart, what's the matter?" She inquired again. "You are the issue, Mom. The embarrassment I have to take because you birth me. This is a prenup agreement. The circumstance Mr Oswald is talking about here would be related to us being rumoured to be the gold-digging duo of Sandstone Pack. I have nothing to say to you now." I picked up the paper to sign it.

"We just have to check here for whatever signs she shows. I'd have done so myself, but she's your mate, and you've spent more time with her." Adam picks up the top one, reading the cover. "Werehybrids? Really?" he asks, a brow raised. I shrug. "It's a start." He flips through the pages. "So, you think she's half-wolf, half-human?" I sit, taking the book from him and opening it to the page where the contents are written. "Isn't it obvious? She thinks she's human, doesn't have a wolf, but for some reason, has special senses. I think being half wolf and half human is the most logical explanation for that."