Ascendance Of A Bookworm Novels & Stories

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“Surprised, Your Highness? I bet you’ve never seen an Ascension Summoning before …” “Ascension Summoning?” Instead of replying, Eli opened the golden book, releasing a glowing white sphere that had the size of a fist, now floating around her. “Your Highness, meet my Ascendant, Arch.” Arth’s mouth parted open, not knowing what to say.

"By uniting our kind. By reminding the world of the strength running through our veins. And by reclaiming what is ours — by fire, by blood, and by magic.” --- With Selene absent, I focused my attention on the big grimoire laid across the pedestal in the middle of the room. It was an ancient book, passed down from generation to generation of witches, containing spells and rituals that had long been forgotten. I reached in its pages, freezing on a ritual that made my spine tingle. “The Rite of Ascendancy,” I whispered, fingers tracing the words. It was a magic of unparalleled potency, the kind of spell that would extend my might to heights unheard of in creation. But it demanded tremendous pre

Miles later, under a tree split in half by lightning years ago, I finally stopped. My hands shook as I opened the book, i flipped the pages fast. The letters seemed to shift when I stared too long, like they were alive. Near the middle, I found what I’d been searching for: “Ascension of the Apex.” The words promised power bigger than any wolf, bigger than any man. The power to become the thing that made hunters afraid. Beneath that, in small red letters, was a warning but I didn’t fucking care. Then I saw Dad’s face, his eyes going empty, his hand slipping from mine, his last whisper: “Live, Lucas.”

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.

She left them and walked straight towards their classroom. “Another boring day,” she whispered to herself as she sat. She put her bag and get the book which she covered with another design to hide the real title of the book. The book was called “My Journey Beyond My Imagination”. It was written by Lilia Desaix, it’s the reason why Clandes covered the book. Bulwarkians were not allowed to read or use any artworks of Desaix. Desaix was known as a criminal, they killed a lot of humans since they are vampires and witches. But, it cannot be denied that they are talented.

Theo looked at the thing in old man hand as he can clearly see it was an book, who know because of that book a man whom all the cosmos will fear be created that day. looking at the old book he felt that it wasn't any simple book, so he took the book away and walking to forest (house) thinking it might come as a good fortune in an old book. watching the young boy taking the book away, the old man smile and walk to the town muttering to himself,"i wish u best of luck boy".

, I state. The witch looks up at me, feeling slightly uncomfortable as I feel her look through my mind. Not long after, it pushed her out. She glares at me, which releases in me, shrugging my shoulders; she lets out a sigh before disappearing. Scanning the room, I noticed something moving, so I headed towards it; it’s a baby rosy boa, they’re one of the few viviparous, so they give birth and not lay eggs. Gently petting its head as I walk back to the seat, the baby boa curls up around my neck to get the heat that’s coming from my body; the witch comes back with two books. Raising an eyebrow, she passes the books over and then starts explaining. “The first book is about Reda Bahar Phoenix lik

The book was old and delicate; the writings were all messy and unorganized I struggled to understand: “The Sinclair family is the most powerful and wealthiest family of all time. I tried many times to gain access into their property but I always failed. I tried to act as a maid, but I was never hired. I tried to sneak into the house but was thrown out. I tried to use magic against them but it never worked either, they were protected against every spell I threw at them and all that because of the book of shadows that they hold in possession. That book is every witch’s and hunter’s dream, it provides a great amount of knowledge and unusual spells. I can’t deny my happiness and relief that the

My heart leaped with hope as I approached the section, quickly pulling out a few volumes. “Well, here goes nothing,” I murmured to myself, selecting a particularly dusty tome. The book was heavy and worn, its cover adorned with faded gold lettering. I wiped away the dust and carefully opened it, the pages crackling softly in the silence. The satisfying scent of aged paper filled my nostrils, evoking a sense of ancient wisdom and forgotten knowledge.