Treading Water Book Novels & Stories

Happy Reading Everyone!!! In the previous chapters i inform you guys that my book got 500 reads. Today i want to inform that i got 1k+ reads. Aviraj's pov: I woke up with a jerk feeling water and started shouting tsunami. Can you believe it i was screaming tsunami closing my eyes. Then i heard a beautiful voice laughing. It was none other than my Tani.

A book came out along with his hand, both fully intact. “The Courage to Trust,” by Dr. Franklin Reed. He had to be joking. There were hidden cameras here somewhere, I just knew it. No fucking way was the god of wolves cracking open a self-help book from the mortal realm. Sure enough, he fanned through the book eagerly, skipping over several chapters in the process. The tip of his tongue appeared from between his plump lips. He found the page he’d been looking for and quickly skimmed it. With a satisfied hum, he chucked the book behind his shoulder where it was swallowed up by that strange, shimmering magic.

The pecking voice should be rattling off these facts, but she’s grown eerily quiet. “Look at this,” he says, flipping to a full-page illustration. A tiny woman, Thumbelina, is kneeling on an enormous lily pad. In the murky water underneath, huge wide-mouthed fish with bulging eyes swim among the reeds. She covers her face with her hands in despair. A monarch hovers in mid-air, gawking at her while she cries.

] Tears welled up unexpectedly, and when I touched my cheek, my fingers came away wet. So, they had already made a vow like that long ago. No wonder he had jumped so decisively in our last life despite how fiercely he usually clung to survival. My heart finally shattered completely. I looked at the rapidly rising water, took a deep breath, and jumped in.

My very loud thoughts prevented me from hearing or recognise the sound of the water and even noticing my surroundings. Just now, my lost mind noticed that he was under the shower of the dressing room, as he turned around to look at me, completely naked. * For more information on my books, and paperbacks, join my F.acebook group, T. R. Durant's Realm of Light and Fire

The water rose to my knees. Ice cold. It didn't smell like sea. It smelled like a hospital curse, after disinfectant and rain on asphalt. And that was worse. Because suddenly I knew: The water didn't come out of the house. It came from me. Every breath made the waves beat up around my legs. The blue book lay open on the table, although the water would have long gone away have to. The golden scripture still glowed on the last page:

She sank on the old sofa, slipping her finger into her hair. Amy laid on the bed, thinking about her life and where it has gotten to. She couldn’t wait to start her new job and make some new friends. . When it was evening, Emma and her boyfriend were beside the water, playing. “No, I’m not” she said. “Of course you are” he teased her. “Ouch” she groaned in pain and checked her foot. Something in the water pricked her foot. “Are you hurt?” He asked. “I think so. There’s something in the water” she replied and dipped her hand into the water. They saw a book, it looked like books from the early 18s.

He informs me that he will be in his office on the main floor if I need anything. Opening the book I inhale the smell and smile to myself. I decide I will read while bathing so I run another bath and sink into it with the book. I know that books and water do not mix but there is something so relaxing with the thought. I struggle through the first couple of sentences before it begins to get a little easier. Then, I do not realize time passing as I lose myself in the story. When the water begins to grow cold I dry off and head to the bed. Even though it is still early I doze off while reading the book on the bed. I wake to the smell of dinner and the sound of many voices clambering for food.

Alex's arms were warm. Warm, steady, grounded — like a heartbeat that refused to waver, even as mine tripped over itself with every step he took. I clung to him, not that I had much choice. My tail was long and heavy, still slick from the stream, dragging behind us and leaving a wet trail through the underbrush. I hated how useless I felt out of water — the elegant drape it had underwater, floating like wings around me, was gone. Out here it just lay flat and damp against Alex's arm, lifeless.

"You are carrying a mixed blood child, nothing will happen to them, they'll have to be born no matter what, so you have to learn everything in the shortest time possible. Here have a look,’ the woman said handing over to her a book that no one had been able to read except for her for centuries. Tilda's eyes lit up when she took the book, at long last she would get the knowledge she had wanted so badly. She flipped over the first page to begin to read when the book flipped themselves the information get loaded into her head, it did so till the end of the book then it disappeared. Tilda looked up and found the woman gone, it was only her shadow from the candle that could be seen. She tried to