Books Set In Ancient Egypt Novels & Stories

Everyone was talking about a prophecy and he knew nothing about it. Rosalie heard the book thumping against the wall and woke up panicked. She panicked more when Asrar wasn’t beside her. She threw off the sheets and raced out to the shared living space. She knew Ryan and Avalon where in a room beside them. Exiting the room she didn’t see Asrar anywhere which worried her. She did however see the book on the floor. Quietly walking over she lifted it and frowned. This book belonged to her grandmother. She remembered her reading it to her. ‘Dragons Gem.’ Was the ancient text on the cover. It was an old leather cased book that had gotten soft over the years. Her Grandma had made a special cover t

Of course her body had been pulling her to this place—there was nowhere she felt more comfortable than within the sanctity of a library. She could hardly believe that there were still books here in one piece. Many, she realized, were made of ancient Egyptian paper, thick and rubbery. As she pulled down volume after volume, she noted that every different type of alphabet was represented, from Arabic to Cyrillic script, to hieroglyphics. It was like her dream come true, stumbling across a forgotten library filled with books that hadn’t been touched for centuries. It made her think of Aiden; he’d love to get his hands on a place like this.

It was dusty like all the others, it was the only book out of place, she kept it aside. “Grandfather, you wait here I will just go and open the windows”, as she did, the whole room lit up, blinding rays of sunlight crept in. “Okay pa, what are we to look for?”, she asked. Edgar thought for a brief moment, “A book on ancient magic or magic of the old times. The birth of magic…” She nodded in understanding. She placed the ladder against the shelves and proceeded to climb. “Cleopatra no, let me climb…”

As I leaned in to go through the ancient text, I could feel the heat of his body, his breath, how close he was, sending a strange feeling through me. I shook off the feeling, focusing instead on the amazing piece and the strange, poetic language of the ancient Egyptian funerary text. "Extraordinary," I murmured, my fingers tracing the delicate script. "The details are clean, like nothing I've ever seen." He nodded, his gaze still fixed on my face. "Indeed," he agreed. "And the content is even more fascinating. It's a spell book, you know. A guide to navigating the afterlife. The ancient Egyptians believed that by mastering these spells, they could control the forces of the underworld, ensure

The future isn’t set in stone; I remind myself, as I gently close the book, the sound of the pages rustling filling the quiet room. Carefully, I place it back on the shelf, its worn spine aligning with the others. My eyes wander to the collection of books before me, their aged covers displaying faded depictions of ancient myths and legends. I can almost smell the musty scent of ancient knowledge emanating from their pages. Doubt had initially clouded my mind, but as I delved deeper, I discovered fragments of truth, hidden amidst the tales of gods and goddesses.

she said, her voice low and mysterious. Kael and Lila stood frozen beside me, their eyes fixed on the book. "What is that?" Kael whispered. Elara's smile grew wider. "This, my friends, is the Book of the Ancients," she said. "A book of great power and knowledge, one that holds the secrets of our pack's past." Lila's eyes widened in awe. "How did you get this?" she asked. Elara's eyes glinted with a knowing light. "Let's just say that I've been keeping secrets of my own," she said.

He whispers, “Avery, you and Regina are ours. No bitch before matters. In fact, no bitch matters. You and only you, are what matters. You are ours and we are yours, forevermore.” He kisses me but pulls away quickly because we aren't in our world. We have to appear human. I sighed as I remembered that, too. I ducked under his arm and proceeded to find the Religious Studies section. There, on the third bookcase, in the middle of the third shelf, was the book that my vision foretold. After I plucked A Draconian from its resting place, I sank to the floor. It tells of the rise of the Pharaohs of Egypt, as well as the roots of various religions and rituals. On page 999, I found what I was sent he

There were also immortal books made of multi-colored ancient jades, golden books covered with dazzling, lustrous golden lights, and even strange books enveloped by lightning. Alex was dumbfounded just by looking at them. He looked at the crowd around him and realized that no one looked in that direction. Even if he reminded them by making vague references, they failed to sense anything. Pigsy even came over and passed through the bookshelf, yet it found nothing. Sensing no anomaly, it was as if the bookshelves containing the bizarre books were utterly nonexistent. “Do you find this table a little odd?” Alex deliberately said after he walked to the table and knocked it.

The discovery of the black book changed the mood of the expedition more effectively than any warning could have. Until that moment, the ruins had inspired a strange mixture of caution and excitement. Every new street promised answers. Every buried structure hinted at forgotten history. The book felt different. It sat at the center of the library like a challenge, silent and unmoving, yet impossible to ignore. Even those who had little interest in ancient records found themselves glancing toward it whenever conversation faltered.

The door sealed behind them as they entered a small chamber. “This room uses laser technology to ensure nothing you have on you could damage any of our archives. The collection of rare books here rival any in the world, dating back before time was even counted.” Slipping into Professor mode, he continued, “Ancient beings took the time to carve their thoughts, whether through symbols or drawings, on rock or tree. We have preserved as many as we find and allow the new generations to learn from them. As I’m sure you can imagine, Egypt’s soil is fertile for ancient finds.”