Book Of Vishanti Novels & Stories

“Isn’t this The Boundless Buddhist Creature, a supreme Buddhist treasure? Why is it in your hands?” “Someone gave it to me,” replied Alex. Thus, what else could Ancestor Bodhi say? ‘Someone gave you a treasure of such value?! You must be awesome!’ At that moment, Alex was mentally immersed in The Boundless Buddhist Creature. He could hear Buddhist songs and chants, including a potent mental interference—transcendence. Alex knew when he acquired this book that it was equipped with a taming system and that the mythical creatures it captured could be tamed successfully in a very short time.

She asked him why he told her that something is happening and that his dragon is telling him to shift. So she had a warrior follow him out and the warrior comes running back in and whispers to her and she tells us all to stay right there and she comes back and it looks like she is mind-linking some one and when she is done she has a sigh of relief on her face and the warrior asks and she said she can’t say but we will know in a few hours and that is to sent everyone home for the night so we all were escorted out and when I walked out the sky was filled with Dragons all fluttering around in high gear protection mode I started to see a few vampires gather as well then I witch who was standin

So Krystal made a visit to the pagoda to check on her problem or this wonderful opportunity. After going through a number of books, he was so depressed. She couldn’t find anything at all so she spoke out loud hoping to check if the pagoda can automatically give her an answer. Luckily for her, a book floated right in front of her. She paid a crystal for the book and took it back to her suite where she began to read. According to the book, a person possesses roots or a certain body physique. There were all kinds of roots that a person can possess like fire, water, earth and metal.

Quickly, he looked back to Jordyn as he got back to his feet somewhat slowly. Jordyn was now levitating in the air, her hair was a fire-engine red,Her eyes were pitch black, just like in the forest. “They’re coming for me.” Vivian’s voice was familiar to him, but it was obvious that it was strange to everyone else in the room.

Cela asked in a casual tone but a smile shortly appeared on her face after realizing she's having a back-to-back success. The other people in the room are more expressive of their excitement than her. "I just had a call with a TV executive. She expressed her interest in turning your books into a special series for Valentine's next year," Ivy continued. The news finally stirs Cela's interest. She listens attentively. "Now," Ivy stopped for a moment. "Since it will be a three-part special, she will be requiring a third book to complete the series. The network will sponsor the production of the third book," she continued but did not finish yet.

Was it possible that one of them had something that could help them? * Two hours had passed and no progress had been made. Indianna was on her fourth book. She sighed and turned another page, her eyes scanning the words for anything that could be of use. "Nothing," she sighed and rubbed her eyes tiredly. "Absolutely noth-" The door to the library swung open and Indianna was shocked to see Lily walk in. She was dressed in all black and her blonde hair was scraped up into a bun. Indianna spotted the knife tucked into her boots and her crossbow was swung over her shoulder. It was shocking to think that this girl was only fifteen years old. She wasn't even old enough to shift, yet she walked wit

Umbra growled low, not out of fear but judgment. The grief came, sharp and immediate, and she did not let it sprawl. She folded it inward, the way she’d been taught to fold balisongs. Compact. Purposeful. Hinga, apat. Labas, anim. Her breathing steadied. Her magic did not. It did something else. The pain didn’t explode outward. It compressed. The air around her stilled. Not frozen. Obedient. The tremor beneath her skin reorganized, smoothing vast and quiet, like a tide aligning itself to a pull older than instinct.

"You… You're…" I had always kept a low profile and didn't want to reveal my identity, so I shook my head. John caught my drift and barked, "The vetting process for this bid meeting is strict. If he's in here, he definitely has an invitation. Let this be the end of this farce. Anyone who stirs up trouble from here on will immediately be disqualified from bidding!" With him laying down the law, Sandra and Lester had no choice but to nod and agree. Lester shot me a hateful look and growled, "You were just lucky!"

"Look, you shouldn't just dismiss it because of the cover. It’s a vital text on holistic recovery and how emotional volatility can literally rot your neural pathways. The wolf who wrote it was my lead professor’s own mentor—a legendary Elder in the medical pack, okay?" I kept talking as I reached the living room, snatching the volume off the marble coffee table before he could get a word in edgewise. In the face of my academic intensity, Ethan actually seemed to forget he was supposed to be snarling at me. "You should flip through it when you're restless," I persisted, holding it out. "It’s modular. You can drop into any chapter and it still provides clarity on how to keep your beast in chec

They ended their lives right there. As my brothers' souls left their bodies, the unknown force that had me bound to them gradually disappeared. My brothers were terrified at first. Yet, as soon as they saw me, the three of them were happy to be able to apologize to me. However, a strange force kept their souls fixed on one spot. At that moment, I recalled how our company had been on the verge of going out of business after my parents passed away. Many of our company's executives coveted our wealth and assets back then. Thus, I had been frequently targeted since I was my brothers' weakness.