Wordgirl Book Novels & Stories

They all starting walking to the dining hall for breakfast. Sonya opened the gift from her parents while they were walking. She was surprised to find a book titled ‘Moon Goddess Legends and Lore”. It was a beautifully leather-bound book with a moon on the cover which seemed to be almost popping off of it. “Thank you. This is beautiful! I cannot wait to read this.” Sonya exclaimed, hugging each of her parents. “We knew you would like this book since you are always interested in legends. This has some really interesting ones.” Beta Reginald stated matter of factly with a smile on his face.

I stared at the screen. Mara: I don't need you to respond. I just wanted you to know that. I looked at the message for a long time. The room was quiet. Bria's side was dark she was still at the library. The radiator did its thing. Outside, the almost warm afternoon had given way to a proper cold night, February remembering what it was. I thought about a girl I'd never met watching my competition footage from a bad year and finding in it something worth continuing toward.

My ears pricked and I followed the noise until I found a large, covered outdoor training room at the edge of the main building. The sun warmed the ground and highlighted the sweat that sheened the bodies of the warriors that went toe to toe in the soft dirt. I stood in the open doorway, watching the groups – some weightlifting, some sparring – until April took notice of me. She waved and called out, “Vee! Why don’t you come join me over here!”

The Goddess is obviously immune to it. The girls whispers to the goddess. The Goddess used her magic to capture the whisper, and place it in her ear. She is clearly unused. The shock on her face it’s unmistakable. She quickly runs up to Jolene and encourages, “Something just came up, but please do read! Do some research, there is so much to learn!” She is pleased when she hears Jolene happily, “Don’t mind if I do” The Goddess worriedly runs up the steps with the girl. Jolene dances around the library and is happy to find a computer. She uses the computer to easily find the books and see what they are about.

Monica asked. The girl quickly nodded and looked at Shiro-san's book before choosing almost all the books on the special shelf. "This "Winter Rendezvous" is an amazing book! And this "Spring of Birth" is giving me a lot of memories of... " Monica, who was on her side, was wondering whether this girl told him to buy all Shiro-san's books which made him speechless, but he had to admit that this girl was very cute, especially those clear eyes that were full of excitement when she explained all the books which were written by Shiro-san.

Her voice trembled as she spoke. "Mr. Lawson! There's a girl in the storage room who's dying! Please, you have to help her!" Sean had been chatting happily with Wendy. Being interrupted, he frowned slightly. "Who?" The old woman hesitated, unable to answer. She could only look at him helplessly, her eyes full of pity. "I don't know, but that girl is too pitiful! Mr. Lawson, please, save her life!" Sean nodded and ordered someone to call the medical team.

Rikka turned out to be a high-level light magical girl. Alisa read the book carefully and found something that surprised her. “This?” ***

Peace Ellis POV “Love?” The girl said as she opened the door and saw me and Chaos talking. The girl rushed to hug Chaos as she approached him, I wanted to stop when I saw Chaos pinch in pain but she started crying on Chaos chest. Is she Chaos girlfriend? “I was so worried about your love, I thought you I will lose you again.” She said but Chaos is just staring at me. “I will leave first.” I said and walked towards the door. “Peace---”

“Ariadne.” Even the books here were ones I’d already read repeatedly. There were only so many times I could read about the '100 Greatest Battles of Wolf Kind' or 'The Twenty Steps of a Successful Luna' before beginning to hate even the thought of picking a book up. But even if I asked someone to go to the library for me, it was unlikely there would be many books in there that I hadn’t already read at least once. 'Three hundred and eighty-four… three hundred and eighty-five… three hundred and eighty-six….'

I'll call you when we're done. Other students began to fill the auditorium, making the place although slowly, noisier and hotter in temperature. A fat student that had the shape of an hard-boiled egg sat in the seat next to him minutes before they commenced. Behind his sat a girl with eyeglasses so thick he suspected they were bulletproof. She had an awfully small nose that reminded him of rats. In the seat before him was another girl that looked so thin it reminded him of someone with a terminal disease.