Beguiled Book Novels & Stories

Master Alejandro questioned suddenly out of nowhere with his deep husky tipsy tone while tilting his head a little to the right, still staring at his woman who still had her eyes down on her book, silently for few minutes. Captivated by the looks, she made the book her choose without having any idea what was it. Looking decent the book was said to be the best seller of 1930s, that's all she knew. Madam Genelia heard many famous mentions about it but never she got the chance to read it before, hence discovering it here in the library she grabbed it without any second thought. "Royal Bones are Holy Sinners." Madam Genelia was still having her eyes down on the book while she replied blankly to

All manner of weird items such as wands, amulets, funny little dolls, jars of unidentifiable items and even skulls of very weird animals which Tara couldn't tell if they were real or not. The whole place was freaking her out and rain or not she decided to leave. But as she passed the last shelf before the door a book caught her eye. It big gold letters on the plain black leather cover was the title 'Sex Rituals in Black Magick'. She giggled quietly maybe it was just a strange porn shop after all. Still her curiosity had been awakened so she picked the book up.

I couldn’t drag more people into my mess. With a small flick of my wrist, the book rose again. This time, a mischievous thought crossed my mind. I guided the book until it hovered just above Brienne’s head, circling like a lazy predator. My lips curved into a small smirk. One flick of my finger, and— The door creaked open. I froze mid-air, my hand suspended. Eliana stood at the entrance, her eyes wide as they darted between me and the floating book. The spell broke; the book crashed onto Brienne’s head. She groaned and turned away, still half-asleep.

The second goon says and I see his hands lighting up in a purple glow. I hear Maeve digging around in her bag a moment before something whizzes past my hip, slamming onto the ground at their feet. Instantly, a light flashes. I look at the goons who looked locked in the moment. “Let’s go.” Maeve says behind me. “What did you do?” I say, not moving, but looking at her behind me. “Stunning spell. It only lasts for 15 minutes, so we have to hurry.” I turn back and look at the goons. “Can they hear me?” I ask her.

This was in fact the first time he smiled. "Hm, you're right, Belphegor," he said. Feeling happy that his lord has been cheered up a bit, Belphegor began to fly around the tall bookshelves. "As you can see, my lord, there are hundreds of books in here, from Alchemy, Mathematics, Magic Understanding, Cooking, and many books written by Master Ainz and Lady Lesithea about their research on Alchemy, Undead, and Chimeras, which led to their final and greatest creation, you," said Belphegor.

She was holding a book in her hands, the same book from Gonzalo’s office—the one with the faded cover and the strange title. As she opened the book, the words seemed to shift, rearranging as if they were alive, just waiting for her to read them. Before she could focus, a figure appeared beside her. A man. His smile was wide as if his joy was uncontainable. But despite the smile, something was unsettling about him. His eyes didn’t match the expression on his face. They were cold and empty. Yet, there was something in his gaze that Eliana couldn’t look away from.

Even though he seems fine,” I mused, redirecting my gaze to the copied pages of the book. You know?" " Uh, I was exploring and I think I definitely discovered something else regarding you." Let you proceed to unzip your backpack to take a thick book out of it. I closed my eyes as I skimmed the title in bright letters on the dark cover: The Insider Thoughts of the Salem Witches. witches ?" he muses intriguedly and raised an eyebrow. Jorfit laughs apprehensively. Try not to judge me,” he asks me, then, at that moment, he opens the book between the pages where a bookmark sits.

I go the opposite way, painstakingly reading each and every title. “Callie!” Alice exclaims excitedly. “I think I found something.” I hurry over, seeing her pull a smaller black book off the shelf. There’s no title on this book, only a gold Baphomet overlaid on the leather. “The Book of the Beast,” I whisper, eyes lighting up. “I think you did find something.” She cracks the spine and I lean over, heart racing. And then the library doors open and close with a boom, echoing throughout the entire room. Alice and I both jump, and she quickly shoves the book into her cloak.

I commanded, my voice echoing with a resonance that was not entirely my own. ​The iron bolts groaned, a sound like a giant waking from a long slumber. The door swung open slowly, revealing a chamber filled with a soft, ethereal glow. Thousands of scrolls were tucked into honeycomb shelves that reached into the darkness above, and in the center stood a pedestal made of pure obsidian. On it sat the book, bound in skin that shimmered like a raven’s wing. ​"The Book of Shadows," Lila whispered, her torch flickering as if the room itself were trying to snuff it out. "It actually exists."

She hadn’t had an interest in exploring that section of the room before. Now she looked at the polished red bookshelves warily. Every book was handsomely bound, and many of them had gilt lettering. Normally that was a turnoff for her, because she always figured those kind of books were boring old classics. Deprived of her TV, however, she was willing to investigate closer.