Book Without Warning Novels & Stories

“You’re not ordinary. You never were, and you will never be. Stop thinking that you are. It won’t help your cause at all. There is a lot in your history that you know next to nothing about. There is a lot the wooden book, and so much more, the wooden book wouldn’t be able to point out.” Clarissa frowned. She had completely forgotten about that book. Was it still in the hotel or had someone taken it from him, and done so many weird things with it? “Do not think too far.” her replica said softly. “Look, I understand that I can’t call any of these a coincidence anymore. There has been so much happening. I can’t even tell the love of my life half of these things, because the spooky woman had war

DEVAN. The link didn’t open like a threat or feel dangerous in any way, and that should have been my first warning. There were no flashing red alerts, no locked screen demanding credentials I didn’t have. It was just a plain, almost boring interface: a white background, a single loading bar, and a line of text that read: Index initializing. Whoever sent it wasn’t trying to scare me. They were confident I would keep going.

Lena stared at the message glowing on her phone screen, her pulse quickening with each passing second. The words were brief but chilling: “Your home is not safe. Trust no one. Someone close is part of it.” The text had no name, no identifier. It was a warning from the shadows, sent to shake the very foundation of her security.

I took a pic of me eating and posted with the hashtag #latenightsnack I washed the leftover dishes and went upstairs to freshen up and get ready for bed When I came out of the bathroom the first thing I noticed was the brown paper packed with books and that old journal slipping out of my bag I crawled over to the middle of my bed to check it out. I opened the bag completely and brought out all the books, I picked up the journal and it actually looked really old, especially the leather on it, then I remembered Mr Jonathan's word's '...That book will test you...' I took a deep breath and opened the book. The pages were.... Blank?? I flipped through the book and it was the same I actually didn'

Chapter 25 Nathan *****WARNING: This is going to be a very dark chapter. For those that have suffered past trauma it may not be wise for you to read. I tried to warn you at the beginning that this is a very dark and twisted book. So I will mark with *** when its going to go really dark. So try to skip to the next ** if you think it will be to much for you.*****

Thick spine, Old binding and The heaviest book in the room. I opened it to the hollow space in the spine. The vial rested exactly where I had hidden it. Small, Dark and Unchanged. Sixty days. Idris’s message burned through my memory again. His vulnerability window opens at mating heat. Do not waste it. I slid the warning note beside the vial. Cade had warned me once already. The first night. Quietly through a closed door where no one else could hear. Now a second warning. No witnesses, No record, Nothing that passed through pack security.

Nobody wanted them to hear these words. Kai read the message three times. Then he slowly put her back. “I don’t like it.” “Not to me.” said Mira. “This is the first message that sounds like a warning.” Silence. Because that was the difference. The letters of Noah had called. Mrs. Adler's clues had led. Even Clara's book had hoped. But this message? This message warned. And warnings meant there was a danger somewhere. Not a memory. Not a secret. A danger.

I stop in my tracks, tipping my head a bit to the side to read the spine of the book that caught my eyes. ‘Function’. I raise my brow. I pluck it out from its shelf, turning it back to read the summary. ‘Warning: Do not read.’ Why would anyone put this book, write it and say, “Do Not Read”? That is just pure stupid, I mean, the author could have just placed it in his desk, let it dust over and never publish it if a ‘Do Not Read’ note was written in the back of the book. I shook my head in utter disbelief and shrugged it off and turned to the first page. There was another note, ‘You have been warned.’

he said, walking toward the house. I was on my feet faster than I knew was possible, not at all interested in meeting a vampire but I’d suck it up if he had news. I followed him into the now familiar large room that had two big couches facing each other, and every wall was lined with books I would actually love the time to gawk at. My wolf immediately stood on edge, growling and pacing. *We’re safe, Luca would never let anything happen,* I tried to assure her. But it was pointless. You can’t tell her not to be ready for a threat like that.

' My Daemon warned me and then retreated into the confines of my mind. ************ Note: Don't forget to like, comment, and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform