Novel & Cerita The Unspeakable Book

"If you're really interested in your 'sister', why not book her again?" "What kind of person do you think I am?" I protested, my face flushed with anger. After drinking, Robert dropped me off at home. His suggestion kept echoing in my mind, and I wondered if I should book Eleanor again. However, I kept pushing the thought away. Maybe it was the alcohol, or perhaps it was my true desire, but I ended up logging into the coin auction website. Finding my previous purchase history, I saw that the same coin was still listed. A surge of anger washed over me as I realized Eleanor was still doing this. She actually lied to me! Impulsively, I booked the coin, desperate to see her face when she showed

I call out, twisting to face each edge of darkness. "Cheated? I wasn't made aware of the rules of your game." He curses. "You look so sexy." I swallow hard as the skin behind my ears pulls tight. I press my thighs together and take a minute step back, moving toward the bookcase. I'm hyper-aware of my nakedness, of the warm, bright light showcasing every inch of me. My nipples ache, and my breasts grow heavy. "Are you going to tell me what you read in your illegal sex book?"

I trudged up and down the aisle another time and let my gaze wander and sweep one last glance across the rows, and was about to leave when my gaze fell on a thin book almost going unnoticed, sandwiched between two thick books at the third row of the last bookshelf. Out of curiosity, I plucked it out, my heart pounding as I read the title: ‘Untold Tales of the Pack: A Memoir’ , the name of the author has been scribbled off by a sharpie. The book looks new compared to the ones I read. My throat clicked dry as I opened the book. I gasped when I read the first line: ‘The Renaud pack is known for its strength, wealth and integrity but did you know that the pack alphas are also cursed?’ Here, fin

Whatever it was, I didn't care but of course, I knew there was something more. I opened the book flipped through the old pages and dread settled thick within my heart. This wasn't just some quack book you could buy on A****n or any local book store. This was the real deal and I could feel the presence of evil as I bent over to examine the pages. There was a section on human sacrifices and spells. There were so many different sections about occult practices that were unspeakable and gruesome.

Tasting the filth, the fire, the fever he wrote into every page of my skin. The next morning, a box sat on the kitchen counter. Hardcover, freshly printed. My was name on the cover—and his. ‘Yours, Uncensored.’ “Is this—?” I asked, fingers trembling over the title. “Our story,” he said behind me, pulling my robe down to bare my shoulder. “Every filthy, furious, unforgettable chapter.” “You’re insane,” I breathed. “And you love it.” He kissed the top of my spine. The back cover quote? I read it aloud.

As I go to hit my fist into the wall once more, I hear Finn's words from our last conversation. “But you can’t…” What did he mean by that? Does he know what will happen if I set her free? Maybe I should give him a call. There is also one more book I can look it up in but there is a chance that Samuel might not have it in his library. I pick up the phone and dial 3 once more. Samuel answers. “Samuel, I was wondering if you had one more book in your library?” “Which book?” “It is a very rare book and I know that there are not very many copies left of it as most of them were destroyed by some that thought the contents gave away too many secrets. It is called ‘The book of Forbidden Supernatural

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

William’s most trusted personal security lead, a man named Hassan who had been with the family since before Thorne, conducted the sweep. The report came back as a voice note in their secure channel. Hassan’s voice was calm but baffled. “Sir, it’s a clean box. Professionally wiped. No fingerprints, no DNA. Rented furnished, paid a year in advance with untraceable crypto. The only item out of place is a book on the coffee table. Looks… deliberately placed.” Mimi pulled up the photo Hassan sent. The apartment was indeed sterile. On the glass coffee table lay a single, well-thumbed copy of “The Strategist’s Dilemma: Game Theory in Modern Conflict.”

The house was definitely haunted, whoever that individual was was having unduly access in my house. "Who the fucking hell are you!" I wrote back to him, squashing the idea of confronting my landlord about the said rumored apartment. If only I'd learned about these occurrences earlier, I wouldn't have paid the rent. Whosoever that was playing games with me would definitely reveal himself in no time. If he could write me in plain, neat and eligible letters - I assume he was human. 'Name's Ryder O'Connell. These few times that I'd seen you naked, including touching your most sensitive parts... I imagined what it would be if were on me.'

I feel as though I have already failed this surreal destiny being laid out in front of me. Desperate for a change of topic, I jumped at the chance to continue our conversation about the night of my 18th Birthday. "Would you mind telling me about this event that happened on my birthday five years ago? I know we didn't get to finish our conversation about it at the restaurant before I lost my cool." "Ah, yes. The Great Shift is what we refer to it as. Did anything strange happen during your first shift that hasn't happened since?" asked Marcus.