Treading Water Book Novels & Stories

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

She only reached his shoulders and was easily one-thirds his size. “If the shoe fits,” Chad shrugged his thick shoulders. “First of all, I’m a human like you—unfortunately! Secondly, I’m faculty here and, therefore, allowed access to this facility and its equipment,” “I don’t think so—like I said, lady, either control that temper or find another way to vent it, so long as it’s on my poor bags!” “Fine—you, me, mat—now!” Kat didn’t wait for his reply as she turned and walked onto the center of the wrestling mat. She assumed the fighting stance, her legs evenly spaced and arms up. “Come on, big boy…unless you’re scared…?”

Esmay said. "Right... Let me get to it." I said and took off my shoes, I took off my jeans and I was left with a long tank top and boy shorts. "Can you please give me the book?" I said to Tabitha and she gave it to me. I took a deep breathe and I went in the water, I walked in until the water reached my belly and I stopped. I took a deep breathe and I put the Grimoire in the water. As soon as the book touched the water I could feel the magic in the book, the book then sunk in and for a moment I thought that I might have made a mistake but then the water glowed. There was a bright light.

Then she read it slowly. "The tide comes in. Goes out. Comes in again. Always. We stand on the shore. We watch. We wait. We walk into the water when we must. We return when we can. The sea remembers every name. Every touch. Every promise kept and every promise broken. It carries them all. And still it returns. Every morning. Every evening. Without apology. Without explanation. Simply present. Simply endless. I close this book not because the story ends. But because I have told the part that is mine to tell. The rest belongs to the tide. And to you. Whoever you are. Wherever you stand. Whatever shore you face.

It’s a lifeline. I remind myself of the goals I set before: find water, find food, keep moving. Step by step. I start walking, fingers trailing over the rough bark of trees marked with chalk. I keep my eyes peeled for a stream. Soon, I find one—a narrow trickle winding through mossy stones. I kneel, cupping my hands to drink, but the water ripples unnaturally. The surface shifts and shimmers, like a mirror with a pulse. Suddenly, faces flash in the water—familiar and painful.

Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)

Thousands of abandoned books rested upon the silent sand. Some were half-buried. Others lay open, their pages completely blank. The woman whispered, "These are all unfinished stories..." The First Reader nodded. "Every story abandoned by its Author eventually arrives here." Adrian stepped onto the cold sand. The moment his foot touched the shore... every abandoned book trembled. One by one... their pages began turning. Not by wind. By recognition. A faint whisper rose from every direction. "Author..." "Please..." "Finish us..." Thousands of voices.

My breathing grew heavier as my hand moved again, no longer holding back as I squeezed firmly. Sometimes my grip tightened, sinking into the soft warmth beneath my palm. Phoebe's body reacted to my grip, her hips tensing slightly. Watching her breathing grow uneven only made me more impatient. At that moment, my mind held only one thought: I wanted something even more thrilling. Desire had completely overwhelmed reason, and my courage grew with it. I grabbed the edge of Phoebe's stockings, trying to pull them down. That finally startled her. "Don't…" She quickly reached back to stop me, preventing me from going any further.

She will use my Ezra's body and leave nothing of her I wanted to feel Ezra pain So I stayed under water even when my lungs protested As I closed my eyes I imagined Ezra's happy face and I felt like staying here only With her away from this world I opened my eyes and I could see her figure inside the water She was floating under the water with me looking at me with her loving blue eyes I lifted my hand to touch her and she smiled at me "Ezraa.....pleasee.....come back..." I whispered in my mind And as if she heard me she offered me her hand I moved forward to touch her hand but as soon as I was going to touch it.she pulled it back and giggled at me... Ezraa pleaseeee I pleaded and she started

“This is harder than the tree climbing exercise because you need to adjust the level of magic in your feet to adapt to the constant movement of the water. Before, the tree was stationary, so you needed a consistent flow of magic. However, the water’s surface is always moving, so you have to change the amount of magic in your feet to combat the water’s movement and keep your balance.” Sophia listened as her mentor explained this new exercise. It made sense; if Elijah could only explain this like Major Dylan. Now that he explained it like that, she had a better idea of what she was supposed to be doing, she placed another foot on the water. This time she let it stay on the water’s surface. She