The People Of The Book Novels & Stories

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Trisha heard Mrs Perry complain as she glided through shelves teemed with ages-old books before she could be pulled into hours-long conversation with the old lady. She picked up a book from a dilapidated shelf, blew off the dust that had found solace on it's leather covering over the years, and squinted— because of the poor illumination, to see the books name. ‘Wizards Can Do More’ by one of the greatest wizards ever, LP Travis. It was a book she wanted but not one she needed. Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf.

That, however, some of them looked crazy. Sherry, Lewis, and Jin! They knew that book. However, Nami was not and the rest. They haven't seen that book once! "This book was published by an Author named, Luis Juarez." He said. "Ah..." Sherry, Jin, and Lewis shake. "Why? Why must it appear again?" They asked themselves. They knew what is that book! They must because they have seen it! "Our book of life!" They called in their minds. They came from that book! They are just fiction made by an author's imagination!

My fingers trailed over the spines of the books, my mind filling over each I'd read, and those I hadn't gotten to. Over the past few days, I had spent my night here reading up, researching in the hope that I could find another book or any information that could tell me more about my people. But everyone I opened told me nothing I wanted to hear, mainly filled with propaganda, and the few that held substance barely mentioned my people in detail, glazing over the fact that we were once beloved and revered. Pushing all thoughts of Mondrian and his actions away, I tied my hair into a loose ponytail and pulled out another old book from the piles I hadn't read. Although I had no hope it would say

"My name is Danielle Arnold with no parents. I stay with my Pa and I have come to work here as a clerk. I am good with economics and reading is my hobby." "Is that all?" The woman asked. "If I were to tell you all then we all wouldn't leave here today. Besides, you asked for a briefing." The last man who hadn't said anything nodded and went through my resume. "Are you good at reading? What is your favorite book?" The first man asked again. Just as I had predicted. "My favorite book is a book I haven't read at all but I have it at home. It was written by Adam Smith, 'the wealth of the nation.'"

"Yes. There are parts missing." "True. Recently, I found a book that might help us with that matter." "Let's find it." "A red covered book with golden inlays." "I found it." "You have a sharp eye. All the books in this section are the same." "Let's start. There is a free table." Surrounded by rays of candles, the two friends started reading the dusty, old tome. The first one started:

A female blonde is standing impossibly close as she whispers to a guy, her hand raised on the shelf behind his head and the other settled on the guy's bicep to stop him from leaving. The male has his hair dyed platinum blonde with his dark roots showing. He’s in a fitted green t-shirt, the name Jinx’s bookshop written in bold letters in the middle and his back is practically plastered to the shelf behind him as he unsuccessfully tries to lean away from her touch. He’s glaring down at the blonde with barely concealed annoyance, and I raise a brow in interest, sneakily moving closer so I can hear what they’re talking about. “Look, Lia, I already helped you locate your book so if that’s all you

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He asks with something in his voice I can't quite identify. "You don't know." I say with a slight chuckle in my voice. "Just pick one." I watch idle as he sifts through all the books until he picks one. House of Earth and Blood by Sarah J Maas. "That is one of my favourite books. Although I might just be biased because I love her writing." I lean back in the chair with a satisfied look on my face. "What makes you love someone's writing?" He sits back in his chair and looks at me curiously.

I, Richard Newman, had been together with my girlfriend, Shanine Graham, for a long time. She was very innocent. Even though she had already given me her first time, she remained extremely conservative in bed. Unfortunately for her, I was the kind of guy who liked a little more excitement. I had bought her plenty of sexy stockings and outfits before, but she refused to wear any of them. It left me feeling disappointed, feeling as if something thrilling was missing from my life. One day, Shanine suddenly suggested that we go on a trip to relax. However, the day before we were supposed to leave, she suddenly changed her mind and insisted on bringing her best friend, Phoebe Norton, along.