Ascendance Of A Bookworm Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

The transition from "Ascended Monarchs" to "starving shifters" happened remarkably fast. For hours, we were buried in vellum and leather. We moved through stacks of ancient scrolls, but it seemed the Great Library of the Queens had a sense of humor—or a very mundane side. We found "The Little Dragon Who Lost His Spark," a three-volume set on the proper way to tax wool in the fourteenth century, and a surprisingly aggressive book on the ethics of herbalism.

The title was embossed in faded silver script: Vampiric Death and Rebirth. My heart began to pound. This was it. This had to be it. I opened the cover, the pages yellowed and brittle. The text was handwritten in an elegant, spidery script, the ink the color of dried blood. I scanned the passages, skipping over dense paragraphs about blood rites and soul transference, until a particular chapter heading caught my eye: "The Phoenix Ascendant."

I covered my mouth realizing I called Bahm old. He was too busy choking on his cereal from hearing Kris's remark. "Bahm turned me into a lycan when I was 12. I didn't turn a wolf like him, but reeememmmberrr, I drink his blood daiiilllyy." Kris the idiot sings out. "I have some ancient books upstairs that might interest you. Like necromancy and dark barrier spells..." Bahm says to me. Making goosebumps form along my body at my stunning and uniquely gorgeous mate.

I’ll use everything I have if need be, but I’ll live long enough to make sure he’s ready and strong enough. “What’s wrong?” Willow asks from the doorway. I don’t even open my eyes to look at her. Her scent already threatens to rob me of my sanity again, looking at her may just push me over the edge. “Take the book. Go to page one-hundred-and-sixty-three, and read the entry about the Ultima wolf.” I listen to her move around, the soft rustling of pages as she opens the book and starts reading. “What the hell is an Ultimate Alpha?” I smile when she goes quiet and a few minutes later says, “Oh. It’s you.”

The both of them began walking to the staircase that led up, to the next floor, where Citadel K was. “So what other differences do you think there are?” Harold who had been studying a small-sized blonde who seemed to be crying in a corner turned to look at her. The student had the same stature as Derek, Harold remembered, but Derek had been a Enchanter. A wizard, precisely. There was no way this weeping student was related to Derek. “I didn't hear what you said,” he said, turning back to look at her. “What other differences do you think there are between the pup of an Alpha and a normal wolf?”

“There is a ball being hosted this evening and The Daemonium requests you to begin preparations. He will present you to the society this evening.” I look up to see a shimmering silver wraith. Stuffing the papers into my dress pockets, I close and haul some of the books before scurrying up and racing out of the library with the wraith in tow. ___________________________ The Daemonium POV “So it is with great honour that I introduce our newest member, Miss Kimberlee Mylean Ashyver.”

They thought of one possibility, and they all together blurted out the same word “ Bringer “. Once Earth arrived at the altar, he saw instructions carved into a stone that says, ‘ Poke your thumb finger with the knife on the altar and drop three blood on the table and write your name using your blood ’ Earth followed as instructed without any hesitation. After he wrote his name using his blood, the letters came alive and levitated above his head then it burned. As the blood burns each letter started disappearing, then he felt a searing pain in his left shoulder. The pain felt like someone is carving on his flesh. After the pain disappear, he saw that there was indeed carved on his shoulder.

This is Book Two of the Demonic Angels Trilogy, this book will not make sense unless you read ‘Alpha’s Fallen Angel’ first. Thank you guys for reading and for all the support! Aylin is by far my favorite character of mine, so I’ve been looking forward to this book for quite awhile! Enjoy :)

I replied coldly before taking the flight of stairs to my room. "I think we should refrain from talking about the mysterious girl around him for now, his moods always goes sour, maybe he would be better when she eventually wakes up." Thanks to my werewolf hearing I could hear Ava advice the rest as I made my way up the stairs. I surfed the internet for books related to descendants of the goddess and I saw one. It was about one of the descendants of the goddess. I purchased the book and read it, it was about the biography of one of the descendants, I found a place where she had discovered more about herself in a particular book.

Don't get me wrong by saying I am a scholar, an inquisitive wolf and whatnot, I am not any of those, I read to pass boredom not necessarily to gain information. Wondering why I said that?? How does the future Luna thinks that way?? Well..... The point is Adrian is a bookworm who has studied history of past centuries, dynasties. He had also studies the transition of dynasty into a pack having an Alpha ruler dominating the entire region so why would I bother on those. The book I was reading funny enough was not a historical book but was a manga. I went into the chambers in which I and Adrian shared only to discover that it has switched owners, I was no longer the one who gets to sleep with Adr