Yellow Pocketbook Novels & Stories

This is cruel! Without thinking twice,she poured the whole content inside a cup of orange juice. *Bedroom…* Perilla watched as lily emptied the cup with guilt. She was heartless to do this to the person who helped her. It's not her fault,but it's also part of her fault. The deed had been done,there was no turning back,she sent the mysterious person a video of the job well done. According to the man,the poison won't manifest until after 3days when it has fully circulated around the body and by the,lily would be with her mom on Australia.

After examining the purple plaque, Severin turned his attention to the second halo floating nearby. It revealed a slightly yellowed book with a cover made of animal skin. The words written on it resembled little tadpoles. Those who glanced at it instantly knew of its extraordinary nature. As unassuming as the book seemed, no one dared to underestimate it. After all, items found within the abode were more likely than not to be extraordinary. The third halo contained a pill pulsating with vibrant life essence. The thumb-sized pill was rich in philosophy as well as the strong spiritual power of heaven and earth. That alone made it a superior-quality eighth-grade pill.

The weight of our situation pressed down, heavy and suffocating. It was then, amidst the debris of a collapsed building, that Kelly unearthed it – a small, tarnished silver locket. It lay half-buried in the dust, its surface scratched and worn, yet somehow managing to retain a faint, almost ethereal glow. We gathered around it, the faint glimmer a stark contrast to the surrounding darkness. Inside, nestled amongst the faded velvet lining, was a single, faded photograph.

By the looks of the almost empty display, it’d turned out to be a good gamble. Anyway, a sarcastic remark was brewing but before I could speak, I heard the click-hiss of Bobby’s inhaler and saw him snag a copy. He stuck his inhaler into his front jeans pocket, opened the hideously yellow book and began flipping through it. I stood there, working my jaw, as if chewing a particularly troublesome piece of cud. Bobby eagerly flipped through the book’s pages, which I noticed were gilt a glittering golden-yellow along the edges. Finally I swallowed and managed, “Are you kidding me, Bobby? You’re not actually gonna . . . ”

Right then and there, all I wanted was to get the hell out of that house full of lies and darkness. Past midnight, a ringing sound came from inside the study closet. A phone I'd never seen before was vibrating. I picked it up gently, and a thick layer of dust fell off. Inside were countless intimate photos of her and Pete. Videos of her holding flowers at his college gate while bystanders cheered her on as she chased after him. And a video of her laughing wildly after she finally won him over. It hit me in about one second. This was Jody's backup phone. She had gotten so comfortable because I'd been in the hospital for six months.

I pulled another one out and was about how to buy your time, authored by Dan Martell. Again and again, nothing I found was useful. I nearly gave up when my eyes fell on a bigger book. It was actually one of the biggest books there. It had a yellow cover and I pulled it out, and glanced at it, my eyes glinting at the title, ‘Werewolf And Its Powers’. Flipping through it, the first pages had no significance so I kept on turning pages, hoping to dig out what I wanted. And eventually I paused, stopping to read what it was written.