Beguiled Book Novels & Stories

I touch its glass cover and to my surprise, it vanishes in just a snap. The book floats mid-air and emits blinding light. It starts glowing and the pages start to turn. A few moments afterward, the pages stop turning. The glow starts to vanish, and the book moves toward my hand. Just like the book I was reading earlier, it has a leather hardbound cover and its title are embroidered with gold. 'The Untold' I said as I've read the title. I turn the cover and start reading once again. ----- THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW

Once again, I was in awe of the underworld. The archives were set up like a vast library, similar to the one Belle was obsessed with in Beauty and the Beast. The shelves started six inches off the ground and went until they reached the vaulted ceiling. Each bookcase had ten frames, and the bookcases were lined up side by side from one long wall to the next. Each shelf was lined with leather-bound books; glancing at them; I could tell they were arranged by title and publication date. The titles of the books were written in a language I couldn't decipher. Still, Samael seemed to know what he was doing as he walked to the far right corner of the library, grabbed one book, and then went to the o

empress asked Carol who was totally unambiguous about the book and the contents in there and shaked her head as no. "My lady, I wonder what kind of book is this ? I have never seen it before today .." Carol was quite mesmerised looking at the rough cover of book that was looking like ages old yet casted a majestic aura on everybody who had witnessed it for the first time. She sutured her lips and expressed her wondered and surprised gaze. Peeking at her gazed face which was quite in daze , and collected her thoughts while telling her.... "This is a holy book Carol. Yes, you have guessed it quite right, It was written ages ago. "

Adele said. She leaned down and lifted up a bag. Caleb watched as she carefully removed the book, without touching it, from the bag. There, before him, bound in leather, was the first ever witches’ book he’d seen. Reaching for the book, he lifted it up, and his parents yelled at him to release it. Everyone, apart from Guy, had gotten to their feet. “What’s going on?” Caleb asked. He held the book in his hand. It was heavy, but he didn’t see anything wrong with it.

Something waiting. --- Determined not to be paralyzed by fear, I returned to the antique bookstore — to the stories, the secrets, the fragments of forgotten women. The elderly owner greeted me with a knowing smile. “You’re searching for answers,” he said quietly. I nodded. He handed me a leather-bound tome, its cover worn but strong — *Reflections of the Forgotten*. “Read carefully,” he advised. “Sometimes the past speaks through shadows.” --- I spent the night poring over its pages. The book told of women trapped in illusions, caught between worlds — ghosts of themselves, struggling to reclaim their true identities.

He stiffened when he looked at me. Oh man. The table was so long that the distance of every chair was noticeably far. I moved my chair a bit toward Caleb enough for me to touch him later. I know he could already see my womanhood from his point of view. It was naked as well as my thighs. I pretended that it was normal while Caleb already shifted from his seat thrice. I took my glass and while I was drinking on it, I smoothly touched my womanhood while Caleb was watching. He coughed on his food and I chuckled.

he said, “you’re reading.” “I can’t focus,” I admitted. He reached to the shelf above my head and slid out a thin book at random, laying it open on my lap. His knuckles brushed mine; accident or not, I didn’t care. The contact steadied me. “Then pretend,” he said. “Just for a little longer.” I nodded, and he gave one short nod back like warriors give before battle. Looking down at the book, the title read ‘Goderick’s Guide to Vanishing Politely’.

If only her mother’s books were left intact then she wouldn’t have to work from the scratch, because the counter curse of soul separation curse wasn’t as easy to find as the other counter curses were. With her fingers carefully skimming through the hardcover of the books, Levy read the title of the books printed on the spine. Fire infused scroll of death, Heirloom of the cunning mage Gilford, Annihilation of souls, books on torment and Fangs of eternal bloodlust—— On and on the books went and Levy chose the one that had the title closest to what she was looking for —— Annihilation of the souls, this book seemed like what she was looking for. So, she stretched her hand and picked the books fr

Flipping open the book randomly, my eyes skimmed over words that made no meaning to me. I turned around as heavy footsteps approached, only to find Yeti balancing a ridiculous amount of books in her arms. “Found some good stuff—” she paused as her eyes strayed to the book I was holding. “What is that?” “A book?” She walked past me, dropping the heaps of books on the table before turning back to me. “Let me see that.” She said, prying the book from my fingers. “Forgotten Beasts: A Study on the Supernatural.

Bored and restless, I wandered from room to room, searching for something to occupy my mind. In Bella’s room, I spotted a book on her nightstand—Birthday Girl by Penelope Douglas. I had heard good things about it, so I decided to give it a shot. I curled up on her bed, diving into the pages. For a while, it worked—I was able to lose myself in the story and momentarily forget the unease tugging at me. But, of course, that didn’t last long.