Big Magic Book Reviews Novels & Stories

His jaw tightened, and I could see the tension in his shoulders as he took a step back, putting distance between himself and the book. “It’s not supposed to be here,” he said finally, his voice grim. “This is a book of old magic—ancient, dangerous magic that hasn’t been used in centuries. It should have been destroyed long ago.” A chill ran down my spine. “Destroyed? Why?” “Because the magic in this book is forbidden. It’s dark, corruptive. Anyone who tries to use it risks losing themselves, their mind, their soul.” He met my gaze, his eyes filled with a warning. “You should have never touched it.”

Becky asked again. The lady took her hand and take her towards the giant book name “Prophetic Gaze “which has a silver shiny cover. It has a huge golden lock. “What is this giant book”. Becky asked while touching the sparking cover of the book. As she touches the book cover, the strong rays emit from the book and glow the area around it. It is more like a dream. Becky felt a sudden jolt in her fingers which touch the area. She became shocked looking at the book and immediately pull her hand back.

His parents must really be soaked in riches. I glanced around everything, things were thrown around clusters. I guess he's too lazy to take care of his room. I stopped seeing a oddly big book on one of the decorated tables. I walked towards it staring at the name. Big Book Of Pranks. Reece have got to be kidding me, so he actually has one of these. This guy is really crazy. I opened it and saw different lists written down in it. I skipped to the last page and saw the book was filled with his handwriting. He really has the time to do all this.

“He’s a dragon, but he’s also a handsome boy. But his brother’s even more handsome, and he’s an even bigger dragon!” Apparently, teenage girls liked shitty books no matter which world you happened to be in. The library wasn’t particularly big, about the size of a large living room, but the walls were covered in shelves, and each shelf was full of books. I skimmed the spines looking for any interesting titles. “When I said books about magic, I meant books that teach you how to do magic, not silly stories for little girls.”

Not that Jon had anything to say to her. The day had been taken up by this seemingly fruitless search, until in the dingiest part of the store, in a crumbling red book published in 1900, he found the name. The Book of Sacred Magic of Abramelin the Mage was filled with weird double-talk, esoteric terms, confusing graphics, and yawn-inducing florid language, but the name was there—as was his invocation.

A thick book greeted me. Wait! This is the book Luna was reading before. I read the book's title. 'The Mystery of the Madag Forest' Madag Forest? Isn't this the forest that everyone fears? I opened the book and started reading it. It took me an hour to read until I finished it. According to the book, Madag Forest is the home of a wide variety of creatures that eat magic users and humans. And no one has ever come out of the forest alive once you enter.

The earlier I start, the closer I’ll get to leaving this place. I struggle to stand, my legs stiff from hours of sitting in one spot. “Ah,” I cry out softly, finding the light switch and turning it on. Damn. My eyes widen in disbelief. This place looks like an ancient library. The room is small, it belongs to a child, but the aesthetics tell me that the child studied endlessly. My fingers trail across the shelves, flipping through books one after another. These are limited editions, the rare copies. Then my eyes fall on a purple-colored book, and my mouth falls open. “My God!” I exclaim, lifting it carefully. “The Book of Magic.”

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

Rose as she continued to read the book in front of her. “Yeah, okay…” Cecilia also continued reading. The stack of books were all about magic. “Magus: Basic Structures Of Magic Circles” “Gifts Granted By God” “Divine Magic And Belief” “Elemental Resonance Between Magic And Science” “Advanced Guide to Magic” were some of the titles among others. Rose’s objective was to master at least a few high tier magic for the upcoming fight. That was the original plan that she thought of when she had just returned from the last quest but as of now, she was keeping watch. Her eyes also took quick glances at Cecilia.

The room was silent, towering shelves filled the room. Tall shelves filled with a variety of books. From thin books to those that are as thick as cardboard, there are also books on the shelf. And those who become the most immortal inhabitants will usually be very rarely touched. The big lamp right in the middle of the building made a bright impression on the room.