Unusual Book Novels & Stories

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There was also some other things with funny shapes ones I didn't even want to know where they went. I held the golden balls in my hand and wondered what they were for. Some of the things in here I have seen at th club and the others where just a mystery to me, I saw things I didn't even know existed. There was other things on the shelf below but I had seen enough. There was also a bookshelf with actual books in them. I took the first book I saw and read out the title, it was a book by Shayla Black called Wicked Ties. I had never even heard of the author. My phone vibrated in my pickets, I saw that it was Bradley.

Su Ling: “Yes?” Su Lan: “Do you have a book for “how to make friends for dummies” ?” Su Ling: “...” Su Ling: “You came here to ask for a book for how to make friends?” Su Lan: “...yes…” Su Ling: “Did you forget you have a computer in the room connected to your original world?” Su Lan: “Wasn’t it only to make purchases?” Su Ling: “... didn’t see the websites you were on before? It is still there.”

He'd never been normal - never ever, his hair colour and oddly long limbs were enough proof. Cwena who seemed to have lost a little of her frustration picked up the book. She rubbed its cover gently, expecting to see maybe a button that'll open the numb book when suddenly, the book slipped off her grasp and opened up, wide. But - it was - empty.

It was no ordinary book and neither was it meant for ordinary people. ‘’I need to get something for myself’’ Mara says walking onto the shelf hidden at the far end of the room. It is composed of books from history to spell casting and some hybrid notifications. She was not interested in any of the books, not until the red cover book fell to the ground catching her attention. ‘’Ways to make it work’’ the title read. Mara had no idea of what the book was about; those words were all it had and the back was completely plain and painted red.

, She mumble "What did you just say to me?!!", Anthony boomed in fury. How dare she bring his sister into thi She opened her mouth to give him a reply, but she exited her mouth her mouth was not what she was expectin As she opened her to reply him, she felt funny, and suddenly, a surge of fluid emitted from her system like larva leaving a volcano, and she threw up on Anthony. Before long, Anthony was completely drenched in vomit

I know something is going to happen. After half the day has passed and I managed to get my locker cleaned out from that god awful gunk and got my books replaced, I make my way back to my locker and switch out book for what I need next, when I put in the combo numbers for my locker I am a bit hesitant to open it again, but when I do I quickly jump back and when nothing happens I release the breath I was holding. When I am sure nothing is going to happen, I get the books I need for my last class for the day and realize I’m almost late, so I make my way to class.

My gut told me something terrible was about to happen. Her face darkened further. She said in desperation, “I really like you, but I have no choice. I want to survive with my sister.” She admitted that approaching me had been part of her plan from the beginning. She had set everything up to trick me into becoming a blood bank. It turned out that I had a rare blood type, RH-negative. The middle-aged man at her place that day was her boss, Victor Stone. He was involved in illegal businesses, including the underground blood trade.

Kade calls from across the library. "Nothing in particular." But I reach for another romance, one with a black and gold spine and a more risque title. The sight of the cover lifts the hair on the back of my neck and causes heat to billow down my spine. "There are illegal books in here." "Illegal?" "Explicit sex…" I clarify. "Erotica."

Emma hated violence, and she had never read a book detailing such raw brutality. But this wasn't just a mere book. Someone had written it—like a twisted, violent diary. She desperately wanted to believe that it was just a random story, but if it was just normal fiction, why was she so incredibly drawn to it? What was so odd and magnetic about that black book?