Wide Awakes Book Novels & Stories

Haven’t gone through the codes book I decided to start tomorrow with the first code “the activation of the angel of death at the cemetery. The book described the angel of death as the wicked angel. The death angel is dumb and deaf. it doesn't have any sympathy for anyone. It operates when the opponent number ranges from thousand upwards. I commanded the astral mirror to wake me up when it is 12 midnight. In my sleep, I heard a loud noise of alarm I woke up and it was exactly 12 midnight. I wore my gown and vanished in the air to the cemetery. I knelt on the material crossed my hand and activated my spiritual eyes as the book has stated.

A donkey stood where Mary stood a second earlier. “What?” The donkey rolled its eyes at Sally. “Even they think it’s funny. “That sounds like a title of a book actually.” The donkey laughed as Ryan turned to look at the high priestess and Deloris with questioning eyes. “Like that book…A Quiver Full of Arrows. This one will be, A Pack Full of Freaks… get it?” The donkey grinned at a horrified-looking Sally. The amused chuckles soon turned into laughter as both the high priestess and Deloris shook their heads at Ryan, indicating that neither of them had turned Mary into the talking donkey.

United in the Awakening, we will always be kin. I sat back, wondering what it meant to be united in the Awakening. The person who wrote the book was a witch of the Hecate Coven centuries ago. I tapped my fingers on the opposite page, turning it over in my mind before the sound of Duke's phone chiming caught my attention. I looked up and blinked as I noticed the suitcase standing against the wall. Duke came out drying his hair. "What?" "A suitcase?" I cocked an eyebrow. "I guess I should expect them to furnish the guest room next time?"

Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara . Chapter 13: Are you having fun? . Aiden was the first to wake up. The others were still asleep, their light snores and the soft rhythms of their breathing could be heard throughout the silent room. It was still dark as he read the time on his phone, 5:53 AM. But as his eyes glanced further down on the screen, he saw the flood of notifications he had.

He turned around and tilted his head. "Thank You." Her smile was small but filled with gratitude. "You're welcome and you can call me Azraiel." He watched her nod her head and left the medical wing with the brightest smile on his face. Alone in the room, Charlotte moved on the bed a little to lift the books he had left. She put them on the unoccupied space on the bed and lifted the first one to read the title. A small smile crept on her face as she read the title. "Basics of the Werewolf World" was a fifty-page introduction book for children at the Orchid Primary School at the Blue Orchid Pack. She leaned back and started reading about the new world she was going to be in for the rest of her

" and at this point, I can gladly attest how valuable information is. After severally reading the article on anxiety disorder from the book, I got a mental picture of what I was dealing it. I was able to analyze the ailment and work towards realizing the proffered solutions. I hurried home. I just can't wait for my first session with Dr. Amrah the next day. I went inside our room, glanced at the wall clock, it was 4:30pm. I have spent about 3 hours in the library. Meanwhile I dropped Kiki and Tami in the bar before going to the library. I wanted to do something, like check on Layo at the football field or possibly go to the bar. However, my mother had instructed me to stay at home and do not

She said panicking. "Relax little one. I will leave right now. You go and open the door. I will be gone by that time." He told and she nodded. She went towards the door and opened it slowly revealing her Grandma's tired face. Her grandma smiled at her and entered inside. Thea looked around and saw that Ares was not there. She breathed in relief. He left before grandma could caught him. *** Hey loviessss. I hope all of you liked the chapter and enjoyed it just as much as I loved writing it.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: Putting Sis to Bed Patrick awoke to the roar of the ocean crashing on a rocky shore, thunder booming in the tumultuous heavens, nuclear missiles detonating right next to his ear. The sounds of apocalypse, of annihilation, of volcanos erupting fire into the sky and worlds imploding.

The moment she crosses the threshold and her feet met the cool, welcoming touch of her bedroom floor, she allows herself to sink onto her bed, the cushions yielding to her weight. With a deep sense of purpose, she extends her hand towards the book nestled on her bed, cradling it tenderly. Astrid could scarcely contain her curiosity, her fingers quivering with the exhilaration of the adventure awaiting her. As she opened the book, she was instantly transported into a world as captivating as the printed pages itself, where words spun tales of Supernatural beings beyond her wildest imagination. The book unveiled a hidden realm, one inhabited by nine extraordinary entities, each with its own uni

Heath said, carrying Aurora back to the bedroom. He laid her on the bed, took the book from her arms, and placed it on the nightstand. "Sleep well, we'll talk about this tomorrow." Aurora rolled over, covering herself with the blanket. Heath kissed her forehead. "Goodnight." "Goodnight," Aurora said with a sleepy smile, watching Heath leave the room. As soon as Heath was out of sight, Aurora sat up and eagerly opened the book. The author, Luce, had passed away years ago. This book, his final work, had won several literary awards both domestically and internationally, making it a renowned piece in literary circles.