Blink Book Novels & Stories

Bryar walked into the room and Blakeley hurriedly took the paper from Bryan and hid it. “What is going on?” She asked and Bryan didn't give a response, he looked at Blakeley one last time before walking out of the room. “What was that about?” Bryar asked and Blakeley smiled. “Nothing. Ignore him. What do you need dear?” Blakeley asked and Bryar smiled. “I was watching the television now and an advert popped up. It was a clothing brand and they have cute outfits for children. I want one.” She said and Blakeley nodded.

“Yes sir!” the men replied. Once more, Zephyr laid his eyes on the books, his gaze rested on one of them. The book was covered in a layer of dust and was made of bamboo. It looked unique. “Thunderfoot?” Zephyr muttered as he opened the book, reading its contents. A wave of excitement washed over him. He excitedly flipped through the pages, carefully memorizing the technique’s intricate steps.

This woman was Blaze’s mother—Lucretia Ephemera. Blaze joined the battle and unleashed an all-out flame attack. The flame had a good amount of power and could relieve Lucretia’s pressure. “Blaze, why did you come in again? Hurry up and leave this place!” Lucretia screamed with a serious expression. “Mom, I’ve acquired Nature’s Book. I can take you and leave together,” Blaze replied happily. Seeing his mother, his smile also looked like a child who had not grown up. “What? You have Nature’s Book in your hand?”

She narrowed her eyes at me with great suspicion. Curious, Blake decided to do as she said. He grabbed a few crystals, pricked my finger, taking a few drops of blood, and got to work. He had a large book open before him, reading its contents as if it were a holy grail. His brows pinched as he concentrated and his lips were pressed together so tightly they were almost nonexistent. He made some odd concoction and added my blood to its dark liquid. He swirled it in the vial, causing the liquid to change to a glowing white. It made me think of the way a glow stick glows at night, only it was white and it was daytime. I can only imagine how it would light up a dark room. Blake's eyes snapped to m

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“No boba this time.” “I was thinking sour candy.” Ave blinked. Then finally — finally — she smiled. “Deal.” --- Blake – Late That Night He got home and opened his journal. The one no one knew about. He flipped past class notes, project sketches, and stopped at a blank page. Then he wrote: > She’s fire when she speaks, but even hotter when she burns down quietly. I’d let her burn me twice just to see her smile again.

“They were out too far…for a reason. “Rodin says. Slowly, Rodin lifts his fingertips from the puddle. The blood drips back into the pool. The blood is thick almost like sludge and smells like rotten meat when it's cooked. Rodin flings the blood on the teal grass which cleans the shine on his armor. Rodin stands and he starts to walk to the tent with the flag. Varick looks over the pile. On his side is a satchel, he reaches in this compartment to pull out a book. The book’s title: “Book of The Blight.” Carefully, he sets his wolf helm down on a clean spot among the forest. The plate head sparks with pink electricity, causing the headpiece to slightly hover along with the grassy blade tips. Va

“Perfect,” the woman said, clapping. “You’re in the pink cloud section. Right this way!” “Pink cloud section,” Vandaulf repeated flatly. “Sounds like a cult.” Lily leaned into him. “You’re in too deep now, snack knight. Embrace the glitter.” "This one has Bluetooth," Lily said, nodding to a spaceship-looking, really modern stroller. "Bluetooth? To play for what—streaming lullabies or ordering an Uber when I freak out during diapering?"