Who Book Novels & Stories

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 ”

She let out a breath, shaking her head as she left the chair before pointing at me. “Let me break it down for you to understand. The bookshop you lockpicked— don't even fucking argue against that. I know for a FACT thai I locked it— and intruded on is MINE and it's on the other side of this room which I ALSO own because I own the entire BUILDING.” She huffed indignantly.

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.

I felt uneasy , this makes me walk closer to my father – which gives me some sense of safety or comfort. “Rosemary darlin’ , I would like you to meet my son , Andrew…” I hear Authors voices pulling my attention back to them. Besides Author stands a tall , slender man with black and green armor. He has a kind face , and I can not help but feel safe around him. He does a small bow in front of me , and then flashes me a kind smile – his blue eyes makes his smile seem so much brighter.

I whisper. This time, the tears don’t feel like weakness. They feel like healing. Like something finally beginning. ************************ Unspoken Desires - Book 3…. Coming Soon

She said. "mmmm... Can I see the book? I mean if you want." The prince wanted to see the book. But Chenyin was scared to hand it over. "I promised to master that I- - -" "I won't open it. I will just want to touch it." He said. Chenyin gave the book to the Prince. The book was brown. It had a beautiful design on it. And it has also a lock on it. "Hey it has a lock on it. Did you notice?" He asked.

“Don’t you understand? That book... is a gold mine of knowledge!” “Er...” “That’s Vevila’s Grimoire! Her witch’s bible!” I dropped the book in shock. ________________

I say, and he gives me a disappointed meow. I move around my greedy cat to my small sofa and collapse. I turn on the TV for some background noise as my mind begins to wonder over everything I learned in Werewolf history today. I have an exam in another class that I need to study for, but my mind can't seem to focus on anything besides The Werewolf King. He has always intrigued me and today was the first time my professor has brought him up all semester. Every human knows who Octavius Bishop is, but there isn't much public information about him. The book I happened to find in an old library isn't very detailed either, but it does list his ancestors.

“Am so sorry, I still have a bit of a problem controlling my powers.” Oh, really, it wasn’t obvious. “It's fine.” I swallow dryly and pick up the book that had fallen to the floor. Tilting my head curiously, I study it. It’s bound with a thick kind of leather strap and though the pages are worn out and they smell a little stale, the ink is still very visible. I turn the book over in my hands and read the Latin words on the peeling hardcover. “The Genetics of Elemental’s.” The book is snatched from my hand before I could even ask what it is about and I glance up in surprise to see how pale she’s gotten. “You read Lat-Latin?”

Welcome to chapter one of 'how to take revenge on the elf king 101', written by Sean Cooper, Sean thought to himself, finding it hard to control the smirk that threatened to come out on his face.