Us Code Book Novels & Stories

I couldn’t help smiling. I picked up Lang Leav’s The Universe of Us. As I flipped through the pages, the faint scent of paper and vanilla drifted out — that strangely nostalgic smell of ink and time. I finally understood why book lovers found comfort in it. Then my fingers stopped on a page — page fifteen. “‘Do you think there is the possibility of you and me?’” I read aloud before realizing how it sounded. Sydney froze mid-reach, her back still bent toward the lower shelf. After a moment, she stood upright, turning toward me with a knowing grin.

Valentina slid into the last stall, locked it, and set the briefcase on the narrow shelf above the toilet. Her hands moved fast, efficient. The key turned with a faint click, and the lid lifted. There it was. The ledger. Black leather, worn at the edges, its pages thick with ink. She flipped it open, her breath catching as names and numbers spilled across the paper: shipments, ports, bribes, politicians bought and paid for—routes carved in blood. It wasn’t just a ledger—it was an empire written in code and ink. Her chest tightened. If Dante wanted this, it wasn’t for leverage—it was for war.

I gagged. “Says the girl drinking whatever the hell that is.” He gestured to my smoothie. “If you must now it’s healthier than that.” I scoffed. “I’ll stick to my less healthy beverage thank you very much.” He retorted and took a gulp. “Soo good.” Rolling my eyes I opened my bag and took out the books we would be using, he had escorted me to my locker and I retrieved them before coming here. “Are you ok pigtails?” He asked staring at me curiously.

ANNA POV. Days later. The knock on the study door was firm, urgent—but not frantic. I lost a family and found another. I looked up from the small pile of books I had been flipping through, my heart already sensing the shift before the words even came. Jace stood and opened it. Two officers stepped in—Italian, but one was accompanied by a U.S. consulate official, sharp in a blue suit with the calm tone of someone trained to deliver life-altering news without flinching.

But anxiety, curiosity, and a searing need to know drove me there. The first two drawers of the cabinet were filled with ledgers and old financial records. I was ready to quit when I saw a black notebook behind a stack of files. It had an old leather cover, curled edges, and a cracked spine as if it had been held tightly too many times. I opened it. The handwriting was unmistakably Elias's. It started out looking like a logbook. There were coordinates, and shipment manifests. But halfway in, the entries… changed. It became personal. Some names were crossed out and there were abstract references to fires as well as a handwritten note in the margin that read:

He said, "No matter when it happened, It happened and I will take care of Us baby. You, Me, and our unborn baby. I am ready to take on whatever life throws Us, my love." He kissed me and I smiled and said It's Us against the world, my love. Book 2 is Titled Forever Us

I clarified and he shook his head amused. "No one in the reception area can hear us, " I added "But Alec can," Cassi mumbled and I smiled watching as she bent over slightly grabbing the tin products from the bag leaving her ass to face me. "Subject change," I mumbled distracted. "What's the biggest lie you've ever told me?" Cassi asked and I smiled thinking it over as Jason's hand moved around my waist allowing my back to press against his front. "This isn't really a subject change," I defended feeling Jason's hardened member against my ass.

ghQSGhB3d3cub3ByYWhtYWcuY29tmBYB\x26ae\x3d1\x26num\x3d1\x26cid\x3dCAMSeQClSFh3eFFOuT_ct-sGfKHVcKuejWEX_ype5TRzEE57JvkABRwzwjCtasgDF1gur_etUjAquFo5cXAd782C2vVcHm9vGdyKkZy6oNnioitQkVDwdxrUXi9qgcfXkYMgUZXsMf0q_HroA_23ikEAa-ISxXatbdYa7Zk\x26sig\x3dAOD64_3izjK8zQ0OWH4WXVPubt3Bm331sg\x26client\x3dca-pub-1301581561755234\x26adurl\x3dhttps://booknet.com/en/book/always-mine-b213290%3Futm_feed%3Dnew_users_time%26gclid%3DCjwKCAiAxKv_BRB

**Lila POV** The library after school was usually the one place where I could disappear to and feel safe. No drama. No weird conversations or me pretending I wasn’t confused about everything happening around me. But today, it wasn’t working. I was sitting in the corner with my math textbook open, staring at the same problem for what felt like forever. The numbers were starting to look like a different language to me and every time I tried to focus, my brain went somewhere else. Back to the cabin. The way Mason looked at Ezra like he was so terrified of losing him, and the way Kai acted like everything was cool with him even though I could tell it really wasn’t.

He finally held the bullet between his fingers and he pulled it out and tossed it to the floor. He instinctively tore a part of his sleeve to stop the bleeding but remembered she would heal and used the damp sleeve to wipe the blood on her back, on her leg and fingers and then his hand. She remained unmoving on the floor, the rapid rise and fall of her chest reminded him she was alive and told him she was crying.