Book Light From Heaven Novels & Stories

Pushing furniture out of her way, she placed the large white candle on the floor in the center of the room and then the black ones in the four corners of the room before lighting a long twig and handing it to Tara. “Say these words as you light each candle,” she instructed as she took a loose piece of brittle, yellowed paper from the back of the book and handed it gently to Tara. Tara immediately went to the black candles and lit them one by one. She repeated the words the paper each time she lit a candle. “I bring forth the power of light, the power of the heavens,” she read aloud, “Enclosed are we within these boundaries. No evil can penetrate. It is said and it is so!”

A poke in the head woke Harriet up. She looked at her surroundings with wide eyes and her lips curving upward for an uncontrollable smile. "I'm in heaven," she giggled as she crimped her eyes against the bright rays of light that covered the whole place. When she was losing her breath, she thought that maybe she was going to hell because all she could see were black dots, and then a thick darkness engulfed her, but she had woken up in a bright place.

With a gentle hand pressed against her chest, a soft glow emerged, radiating from within her. Christian watched in awe as she cupped the ethereal light in her palm before blowing it gently towards him. In an instant, everything was consumed by blinding brightness, overwhelming his senses and enveloping him in a realm of pure light, erasing the shadows of the void and filling him with a newfound sense of clarity and hope. "No, go and stop her. And make sure Theresa don't..." Theresa... Theresa don't what? Christian struggled to piece together Samantha's fading words, her voice echoing in his mind like a distant whisper.

he revealed, blowing off a part of the compartment for Rachel to see the writings. "They are in poison language, light and darks," she mumbled, translating the words. "Of course there is you," he mumbled and went ahead to bring out a book from the shelves. "These shelves contain all you need to know about the goddess of light and the ones of doom and darkness." He explained. "In this book, you will learn how to summon the one you want," he said and as Rachel reached to take it, he dragged his hands away. "Your turn, tell me what you have in mind?"he asked. "I created a diversion for you,"she replied.

I ordered as I backed up and looked at him. He had to do it perfect. Within seconds he had the magic coming out of the book. I watched as Black-ish blue light flowed into his hand. I had never seen dark magic used from this book so I had to remind myself I needed to concentrate and keep us connected. I just had to pray that our soul bond didn't mend itself because of this.

Seraphina’s POV The flames were dying. Ash curled upward in the suffocating dark of the library, thin spirals of smoke clinging to the vaulted ceiling like desperate prayers that refused to rise. The last of the glowing pages fell into cinders on the stone floor, and the light it had given us—the fragile, blessed shield—dissolved into nothing. Beyond that circle of dying fire, the monsters closed in, shadows weaving between bookshelves, claws dragging over wood and stone, eyes like fragments of the abyss.

waking up in her chest,not the peaceful resonance of the books, but the violent, protective fire of the McKinnley Queen. Slowly, Anna let the books fall. They hit the floor with a series of heavy thuds that echoed like thunder through the obsidian halls. She reached out and placed her hand in Sophie's. The golden light of the library began to fracture, turning into the harsh, flickering neon of a distant city. "Let's go," Anna said.

Clio said and Erica nodded with an impressed look on her face. “That sounds so magical, So, Dominic is the king of Heaven?” she asked and Jenny nodded, “Yes, we learned about all of this in last ten years since we are here. The ‘Book of Kingdoms’ contain it all,” she said and raised two fingers at the shelf, “Give me the ‘Book of Kingdoms’” she said in commanding manner, the books moved and a book in black color moved out of a shelf and floated in front of them, the book floated to the table and was placed on it elegantly. Erica whistled lowly, “Will I be able to do that?” she asked as she touched the book, the velvet covering it was so soft and silky. She had never touched a more expensive

CHAPTER 70— CONTAINMENT POV: Ezra The sky turns into a machine. Not a metaphor. A literal one. The halo above Earth ignites like a ring of newborn suns, stretching from horizon to horizon. Light pours down from orbit in perfectly measured beams, connecting thousands of invisible points across the atmosphere. It looks beautiful. It looks terrifying. And it is very clearly aimed at the angel. Severiel hovers above the flooded street, wings half-spread, staring upward like someone watching a clever animal attempt a trick.