Blink Book Novels & Stories

The butler walked over and opened it. I expected a weapon.Maybe another phone.Instead, I saw tools.Small brushes.Soft clothes.Magnifying glasses.Thin blades.Gloves.Restoration papers.My breath caught.I stepped closer.“What are those?”“Archival restoration equipment.”I looked at him.“Why would Jaxson send me this?”“I wasn't told, ma'am.”He opened another section of the case.My eyes widened.There were books.Old ones.Very old ones.Leather-bound books with worn spines and faded gold lettering.

"Wrong apartment." He looked at Lin. Looked at me. Smiled. "Unless," he said, "this is the right one. Unless you're the ones looking for this." He held up a book. Red leather. Tattered. The notebook. Lin moved first. Fast. Not blind at all. She grabbed the kettle. Threw it. Scalding water hit his face. He screamed. Dropped the book. I caught it. Ran. Down the hall. Bathroom. Locked the door.

, Aella’s voice trailed off. “Okay, bye.”, Blaze stated as he found a book on the floor and picked it up to give it to her, but he looked at it. The book’s title was ‘Are vampires real?’. Aella pulled the book away quickly and left. Blaze walked away too after shaking off his paranoia.

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Chapter 6 Baji blinked wandering where he was. It was too dark to tell where he was, he couldn’t see anything. Not only could he not see anything, but he could not feel anything as well, he just felt so weightless and somewhat lifeless. He tried to look at his hands, but couldn’t. He tried moving it around but couldn’t. His body just doesn’t feel like his own anymore. ‘what’s happening? Where am I?’ he tried to ask but he couldn’t find his voice.

He mindlinked him, and he nodded, sniffing. "What the fuck is going on here?" A familiar voice asked behind them, making Hashmuk let go of Rasmore. The person standing behind them was the person he was crying for, thinking he had left him. It was Kelvin, with a pile of magic books in his hands. He and his friends smelled like they were coming from the sewer.

He said as he picked up a pen and a thick manuscript looking booklet, he flipped to the last page of the booklet and signed, everything would have been less weird than it already was if he signed with ordinary ink but no, there were cartons of tiny knifes on the table, he picked one up and cut a part of his thumb like it was nothing, poured a bit of the blood in the ink jar and signed the end of the booklet with a quill with his blood. “Okay I’ll admit this is a bit freaky but I promise you it’s just for show nothing else besides if you are looking for freaky what is behind that door will knock your socks off.” Blake said. He held out his hand, I placed my hand on his and closed my eyes I fe

Right as I take the third down, I sense it. The power shift in the air, the storm grows even harsher. There’s a dynamic change as a large gray wolf steps slowly from the tree line. His glowing red eyes are staring right at me. I don’t know what they mean, but his fur has glowing runes all over it, the brightest rests in the center of his brow. This is Sego.

a sympathetic brother uttered. The men were near the burnt palace premises now, following Jonah behind. There was the sound of someone coming through a partially charred door. It was kept ajar. A young man strode out from it. He stood a few yards away from the men. He was difficult to identify; for his face was partly covered in blood. When he came close, the men cringed in fright, for he wore a skirt of bearskin like theirs. From his belly to his head was bare save for the blood that covered his face, and he had in his right hand, a glittering sword, which he held upward, keeping its sharpest tip above his head. With his left hand, he held a man’s head which had been cut off from the body.

“Don’t worry about me. You have an army to take care of. I can take care of myself.” “Sure, sure. Oh by the way, tell Bilgrae to get the demihuman squad ready. He knows what to do next.” “Okay, sure.” “Great thanks. Now if you’ll excuse me.” Bronto walked past Crymillia as she gave way to him. “It seems like he’s the one that needs a rest.” . . . We’ve reached the end of BLAIR Volume 2: The Great Sandcastle! I hope that you all have been enjoying the story so far and many more volumes, not to mention chapters coming in the future. I do apologise for the unstable updates and I’ll try to improve, which I always try to do.