3rd Empyrean Book Novels & Stories

There, on a stone pedestal, rested an ancient-looking book. "This," she said, picking up the book and holding it out to me, "is the Book of Shadows." I took the book from her, feeling its weight in my hands. The cover was old and worn, the title barely visible. "What is this?" I asked, my voice filled with curiosity. "It’s a book of knowledge and power," Emilianna explained. "It holds secrets that can help you grow stronger." "Stronger?" I echoed, looking up at her. "Why do I need to get stronger?"

“When the Queen’s fire wakes in chains, the Devil’s flame will rise to meet it. Not in war, in resonance.” He had read that line again and again. Not in war. In resonance. He had believed then that the prophecy had not failed them. It had not ended with the Queen’s death. It had only been interrupted. Interrupted was a kinder word than stolen, but kinder words had never rebuilt anything. “Their clash will wake the Third, the Ember flame long-thought dead.” He had closed his eyes at that. The Third. He had felt something stir in him even then, a sensation he had misnamed as destiny. He had not spoken aloud the remaining lines when he addressed the council. He had omitted:

“Does it bite?” Steve snorted. “Probably.” They reached a circular antechamber at the end of the hall where a massive tome—several feet tall and wider than a table—sat on a pedestal of smoldering glass. The book was open, its pages turning themselves. Emma stepped forward and placed her hand on the edge of the platform. Immediately, flames curled around her wrist—not burning, but connecting. Visions surged. --- Emma Sees the Past

Her attitude was truly cold; their mother had once said she wasn’t like this, but for some reason, her personality had changed as she grew older. “Not my original body, but my body—or my incarnation—can you do it?” the older sister asked once more, as her younger sister realized she was referring to her other body. The young man thought for a moment. Maybe it could be done, but how would his older sister explain it to their parents later? After a brief pause, he finally agreed to help his older sister, but he could only send her to a place he’d already visited. And there was a chance it would only be in the middle or lower realms, since the upper realm had now merged into one—making it the o

At first , her hand forms a circle and then a triangle – her mouth vomit words that none of us understand. “Who are you and what do you think you are doing?!” Andrew asks again , before raising to his feet. However , the woman continues to ignore him and chant. “This is your last warning to speak –“ Britney and I , watch in absolute horror as a small wave of some sort emits from her hands which begins to float towards us. Andrew is the first to come into contact with it , and this making him fall to the fall with a heavy thud. I rise from my bed , watching as Britney also fall unconscious by it’s touch – my sudden movement earns me a growl from the wolf. I start backing away , trying my har

I did not even sense a familiarity with Charybdis—if I hadn't read it, what I studied in a minor subject of ours would not come back to my memory. "Charybdis is a titan together with Scylla! If there is Scylla, Charybdis will be there!" I feel like I discovered something very important. Elijah was still frowning. "How authentic is this book? This is merely made by a human being with their fantasies. It's not guaranteed that the content is real." He especially commented that this is not a book made by Wysteria.

Berilla gasped in realization, “So this is why she broke an oath on life after death!” The witch chanted, her voice doubled and echoed. Several things swung around in the heavy wind. The book was divided into three copies and landed in front of the leaders. Both witches' eyes widened in understanding. Then it must mean all of them had these books, as one book was with the witches, one will be with the beasts, and one in the Other World with demons. The witch kept her chants going and currents in the air grew fiercer. A whirlpool was born but the people in the room seemed unbothered.

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Méah immediately walked fast down the hill even though it she struggled a lot at how thick the wild vines and other forest plants on her way not to mention the rough shaped rocks underneath her bare feet. When Méah finally arrived down the riverbank, Keir was already standing, waiting for her. "Here, I found this. I don't know what are these but I know these have something to do with the ancient legend," Méah stated between her breaths, avoiding Keir's gaze. Keir snatched the things that Méah found as soon as she handed it to him. His eyes narrowed upon realizing what he was holding. "These...these are the torn pages of the ancient book of Great Battle Of The Three Realms. So I was right. I

A hum that came from everywhere and nowhere, and underneath it, at the very edge of perception, something like voices, or the echo of voices, or the memory of sound that had once been voices before whatever happened here happened. I checked for my people. Elias was three feet to my left, slightly staggered but upright, his hands loose at his sides, his expression doing the rapid recalibration of someone whose body had just been transported somewhere deeply wrong and was still catching up. He had a faint, strange shimmer to his outline, not light exactly, more like the Neverplain couldn't quite decide what category to put him in and was leaving a placeholder. No wolf. No demon. Just Elias, wh