Amber Spyglass Book Novels & Stories

Amy whispered. “It looks… safe.” “Then let’s go in.” Panic flared. “No. Not tonight.” “It’s just a bookstore.” Amy tugged her hand with a grin. “Come on.” Reluctantly, Camellia let herself be pulled inside. The air smelled of paper, dust, and something soothing. Lamps glowed softly over worn shelves. “Wow,” Amy breathed. “It feels… peaceful.” Camellia barely heard her. Her eyes had locked on a book, its spine worn, its title faintly gold. She reached for it.

“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

After what appeared to be half an hour Skye slumped against the right bookshelf knowing that it was sturdy. His back leaned against the shelf while he rested his arms on his legs which were leaning against his chest. “It was here, I swear I saw it” Skye spoke in a defensive manner as he looked at the girls wearily, he was not going insane. For sure he had seen it but where was it? Pursing her lips, Anberine looked at the books carefully to see they were only about funguses and their poisons. Raising a brow she was left more confused as to why the secrets would be hidden in this area.

💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞 Series Order: Book 1- Loathing Logan Book 2- Still In Love With You Book 3- Loving Your Imperfections ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Sophie (Last day of school- junior year) I felt a cold shiver down my spine as the ice-cold of Amber's drink poured down my shirt. I gasped as I tried to catch my breath.

“Thank you.” Sybil told Aries as she took the glass that looked like a stout brandy glass. No stem and was a swirling translucent red. Her hand grazed Aries as she took the glass and he felt a slight tingle there. He had no idea what she was doing, but clearly she was doing something major. Who and what was this woman he’d found out in the woods? She might be his mate, but she was clearly a powerful creature. It was a draw he found. His mate was a strong capable woman. Clearly she would also make a very strong leader, and that was a relief to him.

“We will need more males to help when our herd of females increases. I like your idea of capturing the scientist. We will do that next. Maybe even tonight.” Shocked by that statement, Oscar gasped and asked, “Do you mean while the moon is full? You do remember that he turns with the wolves, do you not?” “If we catch him alone, he will pose no problem,” Samuel assured him. “There are too many of us.” Then, squaring his shoulders, he added, “First things first. Let us collect our breeders.” As they neared the location of the clearing where Samuel’s spies told him he’d find the witches performing a moonlight ceremony, he stopped and spoke in such a faint voice that even the vampires’ acute hea

"She was what?" "A faerie. I've heard of them," Ambrose mumbled. "Sweetie, why don't you go get your father's book so we can explain to Ana a little more clearly?" Sylvia told Ambrose. It didn't take him long to leave and come back. He was holding a large book in his hand. He slammed the book on the table and opened it up. I came closer and looked inside the book. There were pictures with a description. He flipped around for a few minutes and then stopped.

Hm, this book is all about different kinds of creatures. An amused smile stretched on my lips as I flipped the next page. This book is quite interesting. Upon turning the pages, an old picture fell from the book. Lowering my head, I picked up the piece of paper. It was a ripped picture from an old newspaper. It was a picture of several men, I recognized only Ambrose. The other faces were unfamiliar. “Emberton, 1700,” My lips parted at the date that was written behind the piece of newspaper.

I just don’t know why my parents forbid me from using it but it appears to me that it will just cause me danger so I have no reasons in using so. “Happy Birthday Crystal!” A familiar voice coming from behind me really surprised me. The voice came from Kirk Robinson, my friend at Pyronia Island where we once lived. “Thanks for coming! Who are you with? I thought you’ll not be able to come but you did! You really are amazing.” Kirk gave me a slight hug before handing me his present. He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds.

"Good thing I stored solar energy in it before coming here. I knew it would come in handy. Now, where are these artifacts." She used appraisal. [Burned desk] [Burned bed] [Ash of fabric] [Burned carpet] [Burned Seashell of Merman] … "Seashell of Merman, that seems like an artifact." Amy picked it up and placed it near her on the floor. She then continued, [Metal case] [Cracked bottle containing alcohol] [Half burned papers] [Ocean Blue Orb]