Book Blessing Novels & Stories

I find myself sitting upright , listening intently to what was beginning to unfold. “ As I cried , I felt this magnificent power shoot through me. It was scary as I saw a flower shooting up from the pot plant of soil that laid barren on our balcony for so many days. I remember rushing to your father , waking him from his sleep to tell him what happened. As days went by , your father and I stayed busy at the library , finding any information that could explain what had been happening. Eventually , we stumbled on to the truth – I am a witch Rosemary , my parents must have been a witch and wizard.” I listen to her , flabbergasted. Witches are said to be evil and vile creatures , but here she is

Richard said as he looked at me and back at the fire, sucking on his pipe. “Are you ready?” Ben sat on the sofa beside me, and the cushions threatened to swallow us both into its comfort. Was I ready? Ready for what? He reached to pick up the King James Bible. Beneath it was various other books, none that I recognized except a translation of the Dead Sea Scrolls.

“Anything can happen to anyone.” Mr Benson let out a sharp breath. “Well, just don’t make a habit of disappearing. You know how much I rely on you.” “I know. I promise it won't happen again.” I said, giving him an understanding nod. “What about me, Mr Benson. Do you not rely on me?” April asked playfully. “You scare my young readers away, April,” Mr Benson said, causing us to laugh. “Just stay away from scandal too,” he added. I laughed as I headed toward the tall bookshelves with April trailing behind. It was a relief that he didn't prolong the matter. I wonder what I would have done if he sent me back home.

"So? She graduated from Alveron University." I was heading back to the private room when Zach suddenly said, "Babe, I'm not feeling well. Maybe I should go home." "What's bothering you?" I arched an eyebrow. "You're actually bailing on my birthday?" I knew why Zach didn't want to return to the private room. Someone had already texted me about it. He and Jacob had gotten me bracelets in the same style for my birthday. But as luck would have it, Jacob's was real, and Zach's was a cheap knockoff.

The surroundings were filled with Buddhist factors, which were absorbed by his body. He looked at the two rows of bookshelves. He had an eye on that multi-colored scripture at first glance. Upon seeing that book title, Alex shuddered all over. Buddhism Is Initially a Way was surprisingly written on it. Seriously? He remembered that it was a novel of some sort! Could the Grand Bodhisattva have loved reading novels?

“Oh, my Goddess. Bronx, that’s when I ordered Leticia to cut out your eye.” Bronx kisses my hand. “Put it all together Kas. What book?” I close my eyes again and think back. A hazy image of a heavy tome being wrapped in a thick leather bag, a man bowing his head as he accepts the bag from my hands. I recite a spell. It is a combination of protection, glamor, and concealment. He recites it back to me and his face becomes unavailable to my eyes. I watch him take the precious package into a portal, disappearing into thin air.

She became shocked looking at the book and immediately pull her hand back. “Ouch. Why I feel a strong spark while touching this mysteriously giant book” Becky caress her hand which turns red with pain and asked. “It’s a Prophetic Gaze. It couldn’t be touch unless you have a key or permission to open it. This book stole from the Divine. This book will predict the future of war and peace. It will help you to know, what will happen in the future”. The lady explained. “Then we can know, whether Red moon will be disastrous or calamity for both realms” Becky excitedly asked.

As I open the door and enter my thought floats to my baby “oh Sala, I pray to the Gods that you are okay and ready for that which is to come” I enter the chamber that has my book of light and life, I truly never thought I’d need to use you again old friend but here we are once again, I take the book down from it’s resting place, I have not touched it since I placed it there all those years ago and there is not a speck of dust resting upon it.

In an instant, a large, leathered book appeared in her grasp and she held it out to me. “This is what you seek,” she said. “But be warned, this book holds knowledge that many have sought but few have been able to bear.” I swallowed hard, reaching out to take it. It felt strange in my palms but after seconds, I didn't feel that strangeness again. After a while, strength returned to my limbs, and I carefully rose to my feet. “We need to leave,” I told the goddess. “We can’t stay here for long.” The goddess inclined her head in understanding. “Then go with my blessing.” She placed a gentle hand on my forehead, a comforting warmth washing over me. “Good luck, Mima.”

However, this time, she wasn't breathing. The villagers called Sarah unlucky and didn't even bother holding a proper funeral for her. As a result, only I knew that Sarah had hidden a bloody note under her broken body. The handwriting on the note was messy. Flecks of blood stained the paper, making the words nearly illegible. "Run, Hailey! There's no god! There's only men!"