Unbound Book Neal Shusterman Romane & Geschichten

·Estelle Bellatrix Malraux· I SUDDENLY FELT a strange scent. It's not familiar to me but it did wake up my soul. I can't move my body but I can feel that I am breathing just fine. It feels like I'm in a coma that has been bedridden for a year.

Please remember that the events and relationships in this book are entirely fictional and are written for storytelling purposes. Most importantly, this is Luna's story, a girl who has spent her entire life in a cage, searching for a life that truly belongs to her. I hope you'll laugh with her, cry with her, get frustrated with her, and fall in love with her journey. Happy reading! — C

“I can’t even describe it. I couldn’t escape it. The horror just kept looping.” Alex’s hand gripped mine tighter. I still couldn’t look at him. Couldn’t bear to see pity or rage or anything else that might split me open further. “I never told anyone the whole story. Not even Claire.” I paused, drawing in a ragged breath. “But there was someone good. Someone who saved me from all that.” I finally looked up. His eyes were steady. Not pushing. Just there. “Old Man Sam from the general store,” I said quietly. “I was at a park, watching cars drive by. Trying to feel invisible.”

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“Two blue balls. One dead man, and a right-hand man who didn’t deliver what he promised.” His smile faltered, but I walked away without looking back. __________ Lessia booked the Uber from her account, to drive us a few blocks away. We didn’t worry about the record or trail, because after tonight, there would be no Karen. Fast hands tore off the prosthetics and the wigs, burning all the evidence in an alley dumpster. Nothing left. No skin. No hair strands. No trace. Max pulled up seconds later. They all got in, everyone except me. I was already moving toward the hospital, toward Sareena.

My face, as straight as my spine. Uncle Niall placed the book back; his fingers ran across several books before clinging onto a red one—one that stood amidst the black books like it was lost—pulling it out. His eyes fixed on the dull white pages of the book. “Unfamiliar or threatening?” The flutters of the paper punctuated the lingering tension in the office. “What’s unfamiliar about my face?” He flashed a hideous, malicious, and demonic smile.

“But it still shakes me.” “That means you’re human.” He kissed the top of my head. “And still healing.” Later that night, I sat at my desk and opened a blank page. I began typing the first words of what would become my book. Title: The Anatomy of Betrayal By Dr. Elena Hart “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s a story about what happens when the lies dissolve, and all that remains is the truth—raw, unspeakable, and liberating.”

I didn’t have much money, and I wasn’t particularly capable. [After arriving here, the system told me that if I helped Miley take her company public, I would be allowed to go home. [I could have left much earlier, but I couldn't bear to leave you. [You were the only thing in this world I couldn't let go of. [The USB drive contains all the evidence needed to bring down Sean and Everdusk Group. [But now isn’t the time. [Dad asked Uncle Dylan to calculate everything. The best time to use it is when you’re twenty-five.

Some were complete. Others were only half written. Many contained only a single page. The mysterious man walked between the shelves, running his fingers lightly across the worn bindings. "Every life..." he said softly, "...begins as an unwritten page." He stopped beside a nearby shelf. From it he removed a thick leather-bound book. Gold letters covered its spine. Adrian Vale He handed it forward. "Open it." Adrian hesitated. Then he carefully opened the first page. It contained his birth.

His voice was smooth and windy, locked around her like the coiling of smoke. “ You can never be trusted, they would always see you as an endangered person, a dangerous force locked within the confine of their consciousness. No matter how you try to conform, their cage is your fate. But with me, no chains, no law would bind you, but only the reality of the untamed that was taken unfairly away from you.” Lydia reached out towards him, with her fingers trembling with expectation. And for the first time, she experienced an unfamiliar warmth against her fingertips - vibrant and alive. It was as if she felt hopeful within her.