Brazen Book Novels & Stories

- I told him. He nodded and pulled several books out from one of the stacks and set them in front of me. I opened the top book and ran my fingers over the runes in the title. It was beautifully written as if each word was drawn with love and attention to detail. Now that I looked at it, it reminded me of a combination of Norse and Old English. Nerrian pulled his chair closer and pointed to the first word, speaking it in my mind than out loud in Draygonian. With his help, I repeated the word over and over again until I perfected it.

I wasn't going to parade myself around like some fool in a sheet of black material. Just like the first two dresses,the third was also black.Unlike the other two,this one was a long dress reaching my ankles.There was a thigh-high slit by the side of the dress though.Then it wrapped around my chest nicely and tightly,like a bustier.Which was perfect because i didn't want my bra to show through.It also has a satin belt that rested nicely a little higher than my hips.I looked at the mirror but why i wasn't too impressed,i found it more acceptable.My boobs didn't look too huge and i actually looked a little sexy when i pushed my leg out the slit.

He reached up, gently touched the blood on her lip. “The Auditor,” Dante whispered. “The bone bread. The Pantry.” “You remember?” June asked, tears streaming down her face. “I remember everything,” Dante said. He pulled her close. “The rewind… it didn’t work. We stayed together.” Marcus and Raven got to their feet, looking exhausted but grinning. “That was close,” Marcus said. “I almost forgot how to do math for a minute.” June checked her belt. The Golden Book was still there, but it had changed. The cover wasn’t gold anymore—it was dark, rich soil. The pages were thin slices of dried wood. The book felt alive.

At the end, a rusted iron door bore the mark of three crescent moons and an inverted cross. He unlocked it with the brass key he’d worn around his neck since 1987. Inside, dust choked the air. Shelves held old scrolls, bones of heretical priests, and on a stone table, one object sat under a black shroud. Merrin lifted the cloth with care. A massive book lay beneath it—its cover made of human skin, still faintly warm. A symbol glowed faintly at its center. The Black Record. He opened the first page. Names of brides.

Rowyn POV “This one looks ancient as fuck,” I muttered, dragging a dusty, leather bound beast of a book towards me. The cover had a silver sigil that pulsed faintly, like it was breathing. Kyren leaned over. “It’s humming.” “No shit,” I said, flipping it open. Aster whistled low. “Uh… Rowyn? That page is glowing.” Yeah. No kidding. The script wrote itself as we watched, ink blooming across the yellowed parchment like spilled wine.

⸻ 🌙 The Book Of Origins Then suddenly— A loud rumble echoed through the library. 📚⚡ The crystal’s broken fragments rose into the air. ✨ And from the center of the room… A massive book appeared. 💀 The largest book any of them had ever seen. Its cover was black. Its pages silver. Its lock made of living shadows. 🌑 Lyra’s eyes widened. 😱 “The Book of Origins.” ⸻ 🌙 The Forbidden Record The book slowly opened. Its pages turned by themselves. ⚡ One page.

Then we shrugged. “Bro, you're tripping.” “How the hell can a book smell like jasmine and lemon lime?” Caden thrust the book toward Draven. “Smell it.” Draven reluctantly took it. He sniffed. Then frowned. “I don't smell anything.” He handed it back. “It smells musky. Like a book. An old-ass book.” Caden immediately took it back and sniffed it deeply. His wolf started coming closer to the surface. I looked between my brother and Caden.

Lifting my head to look at his face, I let a smile creep across my face for the first time since walking into this room. “Okay, Sir.” I smile while turning, walking out of the room. Getting into mine, I open the wardrobe, looking through for something, anything to wear. I am no good at this. Maybe I should shout for Georgina to help? My eyes glance to the other side, to the dresses and outfits I had bought while out with Jackson one day. There must be something in here, surely? Gliding through the items, I stop. My heart is pounding as I look at the dress. Am I brave enough to wear this out? It’s a beautiful bodycon dress, sheer mesh on top with sequins, V-neck and flawless. Just long enoug

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I had been reading a text a brunette with big tits had sent me when I raised my head and saw her coming. She was wearing a white tank top that hugged her in the right places and not for the first time, I noticed that her skin wasn’t so pale, not as pale as the Vampires I had killed before. She packed her hair up, revealing high cheek bones and her skin contrasted well with the white top. Her jeans hugged her like a compliment, showing off mad curves that I hadn’t fully appreciated before. She was almost one of the hottest chicks I had met – that fact annoyed me.