An Open Book Novels & Stories

And once you reach for it, you will identified as one of their leader. Every born child of Alpha's will have their own book. And this book will lead them to a quest. A quest will help them to level up. These Alpha's were created by Mother Tree, she was the most powerful of the underworlds. She can give more life to every creature in their land. But creating the Alpha's would be her greatest mistake because instead of protecting their land they were the one destroying it by killing each other just to be a leader. The four Alpha's can be recognized which group of clan they're belong by the color of their eyes.

I thought as I sat down. I think I have finally found my secret spot and it's perfect. I said as I sat down on a bench and stretched my body, allowing the sunrays to fall on me. I quickly remembered what I was supposed to do and I brought out a book, small black book with red lock. It may look like a diary but it's much worse. Luckily it can only be opened with magic so even if it fell in the wrong hands, the secrets it contained will still be safe. I opened the book and on the first page was engraved these words.

"try opening it?' Feng gripped the hard bound cover. "umm… why can't I open it?" he strained himself but even he could not open the darn thing. "What's this magic?" "he said only I can open it," Wren took it from him and opened it. the book opened without any resistance.

He nodded slowly and before he could say anything more, the bedroom door swung open. Erick and Jess stood at the doorway; they were both breathless, so we knew they were running. Jess held one of the thickest books I had ever seen; it was a large brown book with golden decals swirled throughout the cover. In the front of the book, in a silvery oval was a white infinity symbol I didn’t quite recognize and then written in white above the symbol read: Book of Magic. “Woah…” I breathed, staring at the book. It was real.

A book sealed by blood, only to be opened by the heir who had both fire and forgiveness. “You must go alone,” the priest said. “Only one may enter the Vault.” Jian stepped forward. “She’s not going without me.” Chaewon touched his hand. “This is mine.” He held her gaze and nodded once. The door hissed open. Inside, the vault pulsed like a heartbeat. And there it was, on a pedestal of scorched stone…a book bound in dark leather, etched with fire-glyphs that moved like liquid under her gaze. As she stepped forward, her hand brushed the surface—and the book opened on its own.

They got inside the big submarine and after the last person has entered it, it suddenly disappear as if it has never been there before. Inside a luxurious room in the submarine, an old man could be seen reading a book that looks like a normal school textbook, but it isn't. There is a very huge difference between the two when you look at it very well. The cover of the book was completely black without any text on it. Another thing is that normal school textbooks can only be opened manually but this book opens by itself immediately after you're done reading a page, and the page you've just read will go blank if it was read by another person except for the owner of the book.

He was here for me. When we finally settled down into our usual circle, Linda Lively's book was opened, I noticed the way Kael handled his copy. Like it was something worth respecting, worth holding carefully. It made me smile. “Kael,” April said suddenly, her grin mischievous, “why don’t you read for us?” I half expected him to decline. To smirk and shake his head like reading aloud was beneath him. But instead, he nodded. Took the book and cleared his throat.

He fixes his eyes glasses as he opens his arms in an embracing way, smiling and calling. “Well, well, well just when will this book opens?” Asking, yet taunting a warning, but somehow envy, pictures of the twelve as show and flashes fast in front of him. With the images that resemble the original, yet life spins in different directions o the GOD’s will and wants. This very book and world’s design are slowly consuming his patience for the day to come. “Just open it, shall we open, the book of Dylan?” Drawing his favorite and favorable sinister smile, the past and ticking time of that day, flashes back, as he whispers the same words.

Jake stopped, getting back to his matter, “never mind. I wanted to show you this...” He slid out the book and placed it at the large table which was furthest in that part of the library. “Great, you joined a cult!” Matt scoffed. “What is it?” Gabriel asked, observing the strange symbol on it. “Well, I don't know, yet.” “What do you mean, you don't know?” came Gabriel, “I think a book’s supposed to be opened to know what it is...” “Ok,this is going to sound insane but when I opened it, fire came out of it, literally!”

We follow him to the library where Buppig has been teaching me my lessons every day. I stop beside Buppig as Ailduin walks to one of the library walls. He pulls down a small book, bringing it back to the table where we’re standing. The book may be small, but it is ornate, with a hard cover that feels like it's made of gold and etchings made of a lighter shade of gold. “Have a seat.” He says as he opens the book. He turns it toward me. “Read that. Out loud, please.”