Novel & Cerita The Shining Novel

​A document containing the raw, emotionally unedited chapters of my secret novel manuscript. ​Before I could minimize the window, the text filled the massive screen. And right at the top of the page was a deeply descriptive, intense scene I had written late Sunday night—a scene detailing a massive, broad-shared golden-haired boy standing over a girl in a dimly lit bathroom, his touch unbelievably soft as he wiped tears from her face. It was a completely transparent, beautifully written mirror of Mike. ​Mike’s eyes tracked the text instantly. His entire body went completely rigid in his chair.

You’re here to work. Inside the lighthouse the air smelled like coffee and woodsmoke and salt. He showed her the guest room — small, clean, a narrow bed with a window facing the open water. A shelf of books above it. She noticed that. Real books. Varied. Not what she expected from a man who’d chosen this kind of solitude. He told her the basic rules. Short sentences. No wasted words. She asked questions anyway, recorder ready in her hand. “Not yet,” he said when she lifted it.

See? This was such a beautifully yet tear-jerking novel I have ever successfully crafted an idea with, a few months ago. But after I have encountered all the horrible occurrences for the past months, I came back to work and turned this sad and romantic novel into a mystery and horror novel, which made all my work colleagues and supervisor absolutely petrified. They have no idea that I was even more shocked and horrified when I have suddenly realized that my novel had suddenly become so dark and twisted. It was beautifully written, like a psychopath has written a novel for the very first time.

The real one this time. The sight of the Creator made Araheen’s entire body shake with awe and fear. Then the Shining Keeper’s eyes opened. The light pouring from them was so bright Araheen recoiled and had to squeeze her own eyes shut. When she looked again, the glare had dimmed enough for her to bear it. Plain gold eyes fixed on them. The Shining Keeper did not move her mouth when she spoke. But her voice filled the chamber all the same. “So,” she said, “you two have come to end my life, haven’t you?”

“I’ll give you 50,000 dollars a month to be my boyfriend’s substitute. Deal?” A familiar voice asked. It was the young heiress from Belvoria’s elite circle, Bella White. She was standing in front of me with slightly reddened eyes, and I realized I had returned to the past. I instinctively touched my head. My thick hair felt prickly against my hands. My head was not smooth and shaven for chemotherapy. I felt no pain from a brain tumor, nor were there endless medications to take. It was as if the sufferings of my past life had all been a dream.

Maybe. I’m a murderer. No! I didn’t have a choice – it was him, or me! Right? With my head still down, I opened my eyes and focused on the first thing I noticed, which was the stitching on the back of my shoe. Focus; drown out everything else. Don’t look towards the alley. There is no crowd, there are no questions, there are no sirens. Just look at the stitches on your shoe…and the scuff mark on the side…and the crack in the pavement…

But as he moved closer, his unbelieving eyes discerned an adolescent boy’s gray profile, features shrouded by darkness, and printed across the bottom was: Gavin Patchett. One of the story’s main protagonists, Michael Lockenstein, was an autistic savant whose prophetic visions had become entangled in a serial murder case. Hence the book’s title—Shades of Darkness—because it described the different shades of darkness the boy had endured his entire life. His first novel.

“Little do you know that they are the main reason why Shin was there! All of my plans is about to ruined because of them!" "But that's not enough reason Jeoff. They are still kids!” that’s my point Jeoff. THEY ARE STILL KID! Turning my back to him… I face them a ng gave a comfortable hug. Hug can lessen the fear someone. They need it, same with me. I lost my so-called home. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO

I got so hard thinking about it and Michelle looked down at my dick and I felt embarrassed. "I am.. So.. I am sorry about this, Michelle." "No, no, please don't be, I love it. At least now I know for sure that he missed me." She smiled and immediately went on her knees. "Um.. Michelle, this is.. My secretary.." "Then put the blinds down." I squinted my eyes. "How did you.. How did you know there's a blin?" "Just put it down." She said while unbuckling my belt and I quickly called on Alexa to put it down and dim the lights too. She held my dick and I looked up at the chandelier.

Parang may maliit na bagay na nakaipit dito. Out of curiosity, agad ko ng kinuha ang librong 'yon mula sa shelf then dusted it off. "'Where the sun doesn't shine' by Marvens Jeff Bonhomme..?" I couldn't help but shook my head just reading the title at the cover page. This hardbounded black book was no doubt a novel, an old novel kaya ba't naman nandito ito? Was Mr. Romero also interested with this piece of crap? With disgust glare at that book, kinuha ko na lamang yong papel na nakaipit dito and then put that book back to the shelf.