Until I Find You Book Novels & Stories

No way he was talking about- "You asked me to find you." The room shifted almost as if it was just two of us ,every sound inside the bookstore faded into the background. My mouth went dry. Because buried somewhere in chapter twenty-three of Sensational Devotion was a line I'd written at three in the morning. A line nobody was supposed to take seriously. A line spoken by a heroine waiting for a man she couldn't forget. "Find me." My heartbeat slammed against my ribs. His head tilted, eyes never leaving mine.As if he already seen the realization forming,like he'd known exactly which book to bring.

“I had to literally drag him here.” “This better be worth it,” Jax muttered, brushing Isaac’s hand off as he folded his arms. “Thank you all for coming,” I said, standing. My voice shook, but I pushed through it. “I know this sounds strange, maybe even crazy, but I need you to listen.” They watched as I pulled the old book from my bag, its cracked leather cover glowing faintly under the light. “Aiden and I found this a while ago. It has a prophecy in it. I want to read it to you.”

Some stories begin with a storm. This one started with a woman standing in the ruins of her old life, daring to believe she deserved more. Thank you for staying with Layla and Rider as they built something new from the quiet and the broken. Thank you for letting their journey touch you. Until the next chapter, Nikora Clegg Where to from here? Until You is available in paperback from A****n. I am currently working on the Hidden Legacy Series.

Orion's POV “ This , I found this “ I slammed the book on the table, in front of Sylvia and Sebastian. The two watched me in confusion. . “Where did you find it? “ Sylvia asked suspiciously. “ Delaury's house” I needed to come clean If I wanted to get their help. “ What did you go and do there? Haven't you heard of privacy” She yelled. “ Calm down Sylv, technically there's no–” Sebastian didn't end his sentence, she glared at him, as much as she was glaring at me.

Clay stops and says to the sisters who both have an understanding smile on their faces. “Alpha I think you are on to something, wait” Ivy says as she jumps up and rushes to the back room. She comes back blowing the dust off a small black book that looks more like a personal journal. “I found it” Ivy declares, looking happy with herself, holding the book up for us to see. I just watch as she starts to look through the old book, placing her glasses on the edge of her nose as she gets to work flipping through the pages. Peony watches her sister, sipping her tea waiting patiently for her sister to reveal the information she is searching for.

A handful, if that. “I will find it. I will search every corner of this cursed place, tear through every shadow, until I find the Living Book,” I whispered. And when I did, Xareth would finally bleed.

The next time I open my eyes, Alex is standing over me with shock written all over his face. I sit straight up. “What’s wrong?” The sun is flooding the bedroom, so I know I didn’t miss Lyle’s arrival. I look down at Alex’s hands. They’re filled with an old, tattered book. “What is that Alex?” His gaze meets mine. “I think I know how to win this.” “What?” “I found this book outside. It has all the answers.”

Then, she set the lab ablaze, reducing everything to ashes. When the staff arrived with the firemen, she had sobbed through her story—claiming I was a foreign agent who had stolen virus samples. A month later, a strange and highly contagious disease began spreading through the city, leaving death and suffering in its wake. Ethan publicly severed all ties with me before getting together with his true love. I became the city's pariah, condemned as a foreign spy by everyone. This continued until three bold high schoolers breached the long-sealed lab. There, they discovered my corpse, burned beyond recognition.

" I. will. kill. you. in . your. sleep. if you think I'm sharing a room with you" My uncle gives me a stern look, I guess he wants me to shut up and let him handle this situation. I hold back the rest of the insults I want to throw at him , counting to ten in my head to calm myself down. It's hard but I'm doing the best I can.

I need to get us all out of here. The next day I wake up to a lovely breakfast of a meal replacement shake, a bowl of some sort of mushy paste, smells like rice, and a bottle of water. Shortly after I have forced myself to finish my meal Carla comes in with a little cup of pills and another bottle of water. "Talk to me. How do you plan to fix this?" I glare at her as she stands holding the cup out to me. I don't make a move to take it. I don't even acknowledge its existence. She lets out a deep sigh and she lowers the cup to her side.