Unravel Me Book Novels & Stories

"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.

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As she’s about to leave the room, someone called. “Hey, I’m leaving the hotel. My car service is waiting,” she talked to the person on the other line. “I can’t wait to see you here. We’ve so much to see and talk about,” Noah said. Cela gave her room one final look. This is the place where she leaves her old self. “We wanted to go to a specific place and it didn’t matter if the road was rough and the journey was long. In the end, we found different places for ourselves but these places were the destinations where we were truly meant to go,” she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

Now it was my job to protect all of our kind. VENUS P.O.V... "Now, I know that I can't make you stay, but where's your heart, but where's your heart, but where's your-, and I know there's nothing I can say to change that part, to change that..." My eyes snap open to the alarm on my phone playing my favorite song, Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance. They have been my favorite band for years. "So many bright lights, they cast a shadow, but can I speak?"

"It will be published. It's just that no publisher has had any luck with you yet." "You know, I've started writing a new book. And this book is about you. Of course I just started this book. I hope you don't mind. Soon, I'll be interviewing you. So be ready." "A book about me?!" "Yes. About your family, about your childhood, and most importantly, about what this world has done to someone like you. I want this book to be an anthem of kindness and justice. The whole world needs to understand the kind people who live under this sky. The whole world needs to understand how everyone has destroyed kindness. Adelard, everyone must know about you."

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

C H A P T E R 2 : T H E U N T O L D T R U T H A N D T H E W R A P P E D U P L I E S J A V I E R S U M M E R S

“unlucky contestants…shelf two, book thirteen.” It sounded oddly like a personal note. My curiosity won out and I skimmed my fingers along the spines of the books until I chose one at random. I pulled out a medium-sized book, a deep shade of navy blue. Earthen twine was wrapped around the book, and there was a picture on the front. A middle-aged man with chocolate hair and dark eyes smiled up at me. The cover of the book read, “Arthur Zimmerman, Game 71.

Is it just me or did my brain not seem to understand what RE-ESTABLISH meant anymore? Come to think of it, why on earth would Riven have a book like this? "Could it be...?"

“Any progress?” He scratched the back of his head, coming towards me. “The combination of runes and potions is difficult to understand because we haven’t faced it before but thankfully…” He pulled out the Book of the Undead—a shiver tingling my spine on sighting it—and opened it to the blank page… except it wasn’t so much of a blank page anymore. Faded, undetectable words, were displaying it and my heart leaped. “…you have me.” “How long will it take?” My head was spinning and I had to hold the table down to not fall.