Ark Dossier Book Novels & Stories

Finally home," Mila shouted happily, throwing my body on my bed, staring at the ceiling vaguely, thinking what she had been through in those days. Previous Everything was like magic, like fantasy and like dreams.. never believable She raised the book with her hands, contemplating it with a thought that seemed very old, even the pages of it were yellow, some of which were torn from the edges! I sat up straight, opening it “ This book belongs to the royal family of werewolves only.” She read what was written in the introduction, biting her lips lightly, eager for what was to come.

None of them did, especially Master Arcade who was watching him with narrowed eyes and gad witnessed his suspicious movements in the room. Mrs. Doris leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms against her chest. "Try again, Mister Creed. The truth this time." Damon swallowed tightly. He needed to make this convincing. "If you check under my bed," he said carefully, "you'll find a book. It’s about wolfsbane and herbs. I've been studying them.” Mrs. Doris studied his face for a long moment. Then she nodded at Master Arcade. "Go check and confirm if what he just said is true.”

“Why do you have access?” He didn’t answer right away. Just walked in, footsteps echoing. “Because I do,” he said quietly, “Let’s just leave it at that.” Damon stopped at a central table. A thick black leather-bound book rested there. “This,” he said, “is the Black Ledger.” I stepped closer. “What’s in? I’d like to,” I asked. He opened it instead. I barely heard Damon’s voice anymore. My eyes scanned the page, devouring words that felt like they were burning themselves into me.

that's what she's saying. I scoff. "She sneaks into sacred grounds, steals from a sealed library... and claims the book?!" "I don't think she's stealing it," Alessia whispers. "Whatever this book is... she came for it. I saw her eyes when she picked it up, Derek. Like she recognized it." The thought tightens something inside me. My grip on the table's edge creak. It wasn't supposed to be like this. Footsteps sounds from behind. Dr. Dathan emerges from the shadows in a cloak. A brown hood that made him look more druid than physician. He crosses the room in swift strides, eyes sharp, missing nothing.

Martha bellowed. "Yeah?" He sniffled and felt his teeth with his tongue. "Fuck, she broke my tooth," he grimaced. David appeared with the book Josh had talked about earlier. "We got it," he said, with a smug smile on his face, holding the book up as he gasped for breath after sprinting to them. "It's all.in there. Names, connections, locations, partners, every juicy detail of it," he handed the book to John, "it a freaking diary of all his crimes against humanity. He is a really bad man."

Weight: 28 to 34 kilograms Color and appearance: The Dorcas is an even-toed ungulate with black fur, which is set off in the face with a blue mask. Size and shape are almost identical to a Capreolus (deer). The protruding back crest serves as a distinguishing mark in this breed, the ends of which also turn blue during the mating season. The male descendants of this species have three-ended antlers equipped with poison glands. The ears can be turned in all directions. Character: Curious and out and about both individually and in groups of several animals.

Dax said and they both nodded but something caught Oliver's interest as he stared at it keenly. His nails…no it doesn't look like one but fangs. The same fangs he had seen in the wolf's body. .

Inside was a small room lined with filing cabinets, a single desk, and a safe embedded in the concrete. Carson froze. He’d seen that safe before in his father’s office, years ago. He could still remember Sloane’s hand resting on it, the look that meant don’t ask. He knelt, running his fingers across the dial. “Combination’s the same,” he murmured, and within seconds the door swung open. Inside lay a thin black book, its cover scorched at the edges. Justina stepped closer. “Is that…?” “The ledger,” Darius finished for her.

Just as Alessandro was about to give up hope, he saw a small writing not far from the door. It said "Helena Dazzle" in a weird script. But somehow he could read the writing easily even though it was the first time he had seen such a letter. After the key word was said, suddenly the door opened and revealed a magic staircase that moved by itself. Slowly he descended the stairs. There was not the slightest doubt on Alessandro's face as he walked down the stairs one by one.

"It is Draven. He is fine." A pause. "Of course he is," Darius said quietly. The librarian spent the next ten minutes carefully examining the fallen shelf, the scattered books, and the damaged railing. Kael helped stack the books into neat piles. Several of them had fallen open to random pages, and as he collected them, one caught his eye. He picked it up. The title on the open page read: On The Nature of Probability Manipulation in Pre-Civilization Eryndor. Kael read the first paragraph.