Novel & Cerita Caged Book

The sound clawed at the mind, as though the river itself remembered every soul it had swallowed. The cage rose on its banks, half-swallowed by stone and shadow. It was not a prison in the mortal sense. No walls of mortar, no doors of wood. It was iron wrought into cruel shapes, spires rising like teeth, runes etched into every bar. It pulsed faintly with power, the wards of ancient witches binding it, caging not only flesh but spirit. This was the Cage of Fernwood, the place where Alphas went not to die, but to be forgotten.

“They’re alive…” The library roared with the sound of tearing paper as books leaped off their shelves; their pages opened wide like mouths, letters spilling out while blood sprayed in arcs around them. One book clamped onto Camela’s wrist. She screamed and trembled, but the cover gripped her like sharp teeth. Vincent yanked it off her with a surge of fire coursing through it. “Stay behind me!” he ordered. But when he looked up, hundreds of other books were lifting and floating from the shelves, their pages bleeding and whispering her name.

Sigh. As soon as Isabella left, I felt delighted seeing a lot of old books. They smell musty, but it doesn't quell my thirst for knowledge. I quickly grabbed the book in front of me and tried opening it. However, I realized I had no key to open the chained books. What the eff? Isabella didn't hand me the keys! How should I supposed to read all these books? "Are you kidding me?!!!" I frowned and stared at the books intently. I realized the books were sealed with a magic circle. Does this mean I have to break the seal to read these books?

A book is where imagination takes flight. He seems interested in what I have to say. "They are kept at…library?" he questions. I nod my head. He looks back up at the ceiling. "Don't have no library. But I got books. Parchment scrolls." I curl up into a ball on Cesar's bed, nestling my head against the soft pillows whilst he stretches out like a young lion in tall, dry grass. "Interesting."

Dito pa lamang sa bungad ay nakikita ko na kung gaano kaganda ang lugar, kaya nasisiguro ko na maganda lalo ang loob nito. "Staine Resort..." Pagbasa ko sa pangalan ng hotel na nakapaskil sa malaking gate nito. Napaka grande ng pagkakagawa ng gate, parang itong sinaunang disenyo ng mga mayayamang mansyon noon. May mga nakapalibot pa ditong hanging plants na nakadagdag ng magandang atmosphere nito. Napatikhim naman ako ng gumapang ang kanang kamay ng binatang kasama ko paikot sa aking baywang.

The money was transferred to Dave's account and he wanted to use it for some importation business and he only sent $20,000 to her account which she has already used part of the money with her friends. "Where is Purity?" Rita spoke for the first time since she arrived. "Mom I don't know," "It was nice having all of you over here and as you leave she will be staying behind," the old man pointed at Sandy and she felt a cold sweat run down her spine. "Robert," the old man called and one of the guards rushed over. "Take her to the cell and she won't leave till she says where Purity is," Begining of her doom, the cell was dark full of rats and cockroaches, the old man rarely takes somebody there u

SOMEWHERE IN THE CITY~ In a small house secluded from the main city, deep within the forest are the four kidnappers with poor little Kristian who’s seated in the corner terrified. In the center of the room, a massive iron cage loomed, its bars thick and rusted. The burning stick cast a golden glow on the cage's dark metal, making it seem like a fiery abyss. The little boy's eyes were fixed on the cage, his face etched with fear as he hugged his knees.

"We don't have any students coming here since everyone has class." Cathy and Roxie agreed. They took different kinds of books. "Miss, what book is this?" Roxie asked in surprise. Cathy and the Librarian turned to Roxie. They saw that Roxie was holding a book that was black in color. Apart from its black cover, there is nothing else written on it. "Oh, so there it is," the Librarian said, gently taking the book from Roxie. "It's a book about rogue wolves. I've been looking for it for a while," she explained.

The room looked ancient and inviting. There were spiral staircases on either side of the room encased in wooden railings. There were rows upon rows of bookshelves, at intervals, there were white marble benches. There were millions of books in the library but most of them were behind bars. It was as if an imaginary line was sketched. On the bottom shelf, the books were left open to read and on the above shelves, they were in bars. "Why are most of the books behind bars, they look like they are imprisoned," I exclaimed surprised at seeing books in bars for the first time.

I appreciated that more than I probably should have. The library was behind a set of heavy doors at the end of a corridor I hadn't seen before. The room was massive, with bookshelves climbing all the way to the ceiling and a fire crackling low in a stone hearth. Someone had already set up a table in the center with stacks of old texts piled high. Kaelith picked up a book with a cracked spine. "These are the forbidden ones. Histories the fae courts tried to destroy centuries ago."