Today Matters Book Novels & Stories

He bought me a muffin and instructed me like a child: "Brenda, be good and eat your muffin. By the time you finish, I'll be done moving the boxes, and we can go home together!" Back then, the young man's arms weren't as broad as they are now. Those hands, already strong then, had just violently pushed me to the ground. Coming back to the present, I felt an inexplicable calm. Gently wiping away my tears, the blood on my hands mixed with the blood on my face. I picked up the torn pieces of the phone book again. Blood stained the pages, blurring the crooked handwriting. With trembling hands, I tried to wipe it off, but only smeared more blood.

I nееd tо mаkе ѕоmе ѕеnѕе оf today, аnd оbѕеѕѕіng аbоut hіѕ сосk аnd hоw іt thrills mе isn’t going tо hеlр. I’ve gоt a book to rеаd and dіnnеr to рlаn. I hаvеn’t сhесkеd the newspapers yet to ѕее if thеrе’ѕ bееn аnу mеntіоn оf ѕіmіlаr kіdnарріngѕ оr of Jessup Lее. I’m lіkе a hаwk еасh day but ѕtіll nоthіng. Sіgh.

I nееd tо mаkе ѕоmе ѕеnѕе оf today, аnd оbѕеѕѕіng аbоut hіѕ сосk аnd hоw іt thrills mе isn’t going tо hеlр. I’ve gоt a book to rеаd and dіnnеr to рlаn. I hаvеn’t сhесkеd the newspapers yet to ѕее if thеrе’ѕ bееn аnу mеntіоn оf ѕіmіlаr kіdnарріngѕ оr of Jessup Lее. I’m lіkе a hаwk еасh day but ѕtіll nоthіng. Sіgh.

Naomi's POV Its been a few days since the Amber incident and she hasn't approached me since. I guess the warning Riley gave her worked. I was still a bit down because I didn't get the books wanted Saturday. All the book groups are still buzzing about the books, some people even start getting ther books already. While I had nothing to look forward to. And nothing new to read. To cheer myself up I decided to go to the bookstore down the road, even its run by an old lady she tries her best to keep up with the latest stories and the most popular one while still having all the classics available.

M. Today.

Thursday, 13 February 2014 11:00pm Dear Jennifer, I have decided to write a personal journal to help me cool off my head over the tough times I face with my family. Should anything weird happen to me one day, I hope this book will find its way to you and help solve the riddles around my situation. I am not predicting something bad to happen to me or my family any soon; however, the future, and all its occurrences, is inevitable.

Tomorrow the book. Tomorrow the world. Tonight this. Just this. Enough.

Rhett was holding up a glass of juice, asking if she was thirsty. Me? Zane took my hand and led me onto the stage. Mr. Jordan took the microphone again. "Tonight isn't just a welcome home party for my son Zane." "It's also to officially introduce his fiancée—Freya Corleone, heiress of the family." "Save the date—eighth of next month. Drinks are on us." Thunderous applause. A wave of congratulations. From the food area came a sharp crash—a plate and a glass shattering at once, followed by a yelp as Daisy got splashed on the foot.

The kind of voice that could talk you off a ledge, or into something you never planned on doing. I was already too far gone to say no. He didn’t wait for an answer anyway. Just slid into the booth across from me like he belonged there. Like we’d done this before. “Bad day?” he asked. I huffed. “That obvious?” He shrugged. “You look like a man who’s trying to drink the disappointment away. I know the look.” I chuckled bitterly and swirled what was left in my glass. “Try Ten years of hard work. Still invisible.”

10 months later Toady is finally, the day of my coronation, to the delight of the officials. Our lives have been so incredibly crazy over these past few months, not only having to deal with the investigations swirling around The Dark Secrets Of The Realms book. Which due to the main players in that situation, such as Hannah, Jonathan and the former King and Queen, it wasn’t such an open and closed case.