The Unspeakable Book Novels & Stories

She looked nothing like the old librarian she was used to with her big spectacles and prominent wrinkles on her forehead. “G-good morning, ma’am!” Millie greeted the lady with a timid smile. The librarian lowered her specs and studied Millie like she was a police officer. “What can I do for you missy?” The lady spoke in a harsh tone which seemed natural for her. “Uh… I was just wondering, is the book called, The Art of Poetry available right now, ma’am?” Millie asked her. “The Art of Letting Go is the only one available, but if you want to see it in the big picture, you can just go into the movie house…” The lady blurted out, chuckling a bit.

The Unspeakable casted again the detector. "The black book. The rest is clear." He pointed at a worn leather bound black thin book. The first Unspeakable, who was wearing the blue leather gloves, cautiously picked the thin black book. "'T. M. Riddle'. It seems to be a diary of sorts." She cautiously drops the black diary in the middle of the room, on top of a quickly conjured desk. The other Unspeakable then starts to cast diagnose spells at it. Erik cocks his head to the side and says.

“Unless you can find a way to switch it off.” “Why did this happen?” I asked. “Why me?” “What exactly did you see?” Marcus asked. He seemed to be the only one interested in my predicament. “The beginning and the end,” I replied. “That makes no sense” Kieran replied gruffly. I sighed. “And you think it does to me?” I asked in anger. “I think I understand it now,” Dominic said and began to pace around. “The Book is called the Book of Untold Story. So,what if all you saw were stories that have not happened yet. Possibilities, like Marcus said.”

An unknown feeling is subsiding my inner self. I don't want this feeling. "I will wait for her, no matter what happens." I heard him mumbled. Something hits different though myself as he said those words. And just like that, I concluded something that I don't want to feel. *** I am reading a book that Aunt Gisselle lend me. It's already evening and I'm just going to fall asleep. A loud knock from my door interrupted me. It just opened immediately and Aunt Gisselle came in with a box she's holding.

Suddenly all went black. Nate, Ian, and Zaki's stories are Completed titled It's Just I Love You. Boy x Boy, intense, hotter, bondage, rape, and kinkier than this, if you are not into that stuff, sorry. That is, the story of the three of them is COMPLETED, but he is Boy X Boy, meaning Man to Man. You will get to know Zaki better in that story and find out how much he loves Ian and how much he loves you, argh just kidding haha. Waaaah. 👇 >

I’m afraid that saying them out loud would break the only connection we have left. ​I guess this is what they call it. This is the quiet, heavy reality of UNSPOKEN LOVE.

"What? You are the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book?" The sky smiled slightly. "Yes." Samuel could clearly see that Velocisaurua was pale and shocked. Even his body was trembling slightly. "Velocisaurus, what's wrong?" Samuel said frowningly. Velocisaurus smiled bitterly and said, "Samuel, I really don't know if I should say that you are lucky or unlucky. Do you know what the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book is?" Samuel shook his head in confusion.

It was beyond their knowledge. Clearing his throat, Zadicus began to say, telling them. “Tales of Grievances, Page 1, Dimension of Katastrofi is an imitation of inferno. It was a devilishly long path, an abyss. Unspeakable blasphemy resides there, no human should extend their steps towards a portion of His World. Return. Return. Return.” Tristan and Huzefa eyes widened in appall, not expecting Zadicus would have known about this. What he read about decades ago was now before him.

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?"

"What are you talking about?" Sarah’s fingers hovered over her keyboard. A strange feeling settled in her gut. "What news?" she asked warily. Instead of answering, Olivia reached over and tapped the screen. "See for yourself." Sarah’s heart pounded as she opened her browser. And then she froze. There, plastered across the screen, was a headline that made her stomach lurch. BREAKING NEWS: JAMES TURNER AND CHLOE HARRISON – A SECRET ROMANCE EXPOSED Beneath it were photos. Pictures of James and Chloe, her best friend, wrapped in each other’s arms. Laughing. Kissing. Whispering in each other’s ears like they were the only two people in the world.