Truly Madly Deadly Book Novels & Stories

He held it up for a moment, examining it in the light before casually flicking it onto the concrete floor, where it landed with a tiny, insignificant tink. "One," Zandrei counted softly, his eyes glinting with a mad, ecstatic light. "Now, let's try again. Who sent you?" He asked, his voice brimming with a childlike excitement, like a madman who had just discovered a wonderfully fun new game and was eager for another turn. The man in the chair could only manage a strangled, guttural sound, a wet sobbing noise that vibrated through his shattered mouth. His head thrashed from side to side, his eyes wide with a horror so pure it was almost beautiful to Zandrei.

Just as April G said those words, Madison looked over and saw a large book with a cat silhouette and three red diamonds playing across from each other. There is something about that book. Madison pondered before reaching her hand out to conjure the book towards her. “What are you doing? “ Following your suggestion. Madison answered. Doing a little research. Madison used her telekinesis to rapidly move the pages of the book, hoping to find answers to each of the girls’ enemies. “Wait a minute. Where did you get that book? “June said. “I mean I have skimmed through this library a million times and I never even seen that one,”

"Hidden love is better than open hate." - Matshona Dhliwayo Arthur's POV After a quiet night infront of the television forced to watch Ryan Gosling desperately trying to love some rich girl who's parents doesn't approve of them, but unlike real life things seem to work out for them. I peek over Lilith to find her fast asleep. People who tend to live separate lives should probably continue doing so. If someone writes a book about how a woman's mind works the first chapter should state why woman believe that love from two different worlds could actually work.

My heart skipped. I moved closer, scanning the titles until one name leapt out at me like a struck nerve. Dead Viles… The moment I read it, my stomach twisted to nausea. I pulled the text free and opened it, my fingers trembling despite myself. Unlike Lunareeth, this book was filled with dense writing, diagrams etched in faded ink, and warning seals pressed into the margins. Dead Viles. A deadly, ancient poison. I started reading about it, and the more I read, the more my heart shuddered with a cold chill…

, but before the old lady could complete CEO intervenes,” just throw her out of my cabin right now or else I am going to fire you all”, ordering his guards Just burn each and every copy of this book or else ....”, But before she could complete her sentence suddenly her voice gets husky and his facial expressions starts changing, and she again continues,” I am going to. “, and once again before completing her sentence she ends up hitting wall of the room exploding her mind like a bomb and soon her blood spills all over the room which leaves both of us scared So not having any other option with just ended up burning each and every copy of the book which were collected across the globe but stil

A message from Alexander held my gaze while an irregular heartbeat punctuated my breath. Though he was the very last person I should meet tonight, his request remained one I could never dismiss. A deep breath filled my lungs as I began my journey to the library. A feeble light barely illuminated the room where shelves stood crowded with leather-bound books while whispers of whiskey and aged paper scents lingered in the air. I entered the room to find Alexander positioned by the desk with an indecipherable expression upon his face. I closed the door behind me. His eyes flickered over me before he nodded. Can you identify the woman? ”

Who else would be so extravagant to book the place for an entire month in advance? Julius led me to a room. After loosening his tie, he placed his hands on his hips. I had to admit, the guy was good-looking. With his broad shoulders and narrow waist…he made me dizzy. After spending months surrounded by handsome men, I had almost become immune to such charms, but when it came to Julius, I couldn't help it. "What... What do you want from me?" I asked. He smirked. "That’s what I should be asking you. Faking your death to fool everyone and then dragging my mom into this nonsense too. You've got some nerve."

He immediately called Sofia’s closest friend, who was her classmate from Harvard University, Rachel Bennett. "Rachel, where is Sofia?" There was a pause on the other end before Rachel’s cold voice came through. "She’s gone and left the country. Sold off all her assets. Immigrated. Dante, are you satisfied now?" Dante felt as if he had been struck by lightning. "What? When did she—" "This afternoon," Rachel said, her voice dripping with mockery. "And her mother died last month. But you should know that already, shouldn’t you? After all, you’re the one who killed her."

⚠️ Author’s Note: Read Before Entering the Mirror Room ⚠️ This chapter isn’t soft. It’s filthy, humiliating, and toe-curling in all the wrong..: and oh so right... ways. If you’re here for hearts and flowers, turn back now. But if you’re ready to watch Maddison crawl, beg, break… and burn under Corian Van Halen’s rules... keep reading. Desire is messy And once you step into the mirror room… you won’t leave the same.

Inside there are black candles, several scrolls, and a thick pitch-black book. Of course, it is the book that gets my attention. I took it and inspected it if there are dents, torn pages, or mites. Fortunately, although the book looks old, it also looks new, feels new, and smells new. It has gold writings on it, Death of God. "Death of God?! How did this get to here? I am sure if Mama saw you, she's gonna burn you," I said laughing at my own jokes. See, I am not just unlucky, I am also corny and crazy.