Chaotic Books Novels & Stories

He reacted at once and released me. I barely had time to draw a breath when the crowd suddenly shifted. People all around me began jumping in time with the music. Someone ahead of me stumbled and collided with me, forcing me backward. I tensed without thinking. Then, a strange sensation surged up inside me, hot and unrelenting. My eyes widened. Oh no. It had already gone in.

And Tony keeps the spoon he was using to eat on the table as they concentrated knowing that the king must be talking about the chaos books. "Do you know anything about it please?" Minsk asked as the king smiles deadly and take a cut of meat from his plate of food and chew for a few seconds. "Talking about the chaos books? I have connections that can get you the 24books of chaos with just 24hrs" The king said as Minsk and Tony stares at each other as Minsk took a fruit there and take a bite. "Then you can consider your job done? But atacking that guy we need to prepare ourselves for that"

I considered throwing him out the window. The Void immediately seemed interested in the possibility. Traitor. Chaos grinned. "I found something." That got my attention. The ancient being rarely sounded serious. When he did, it usually mattered. I sat up straighter. "What?" Chaos snapped his fingers. Ancient books appeared. Dozens of them. Massive leather-bound volumes landed across my desk. Dust exploded everywhere. I coughed. The Void coughed. Chaos looked pleased. I hated him. "What am I looking at?"

After all, all these servants were made or summoned to serve someone and accomplish a purpose, and finally having a master again meant that they would be able to finally accomplish a purpose once more. Chaos walked into the library, an enormous place filled with tall shelves and many colorful books, he felt a few essences within them…

It will be chaotic! Watch out for book two!

Flipping open the book randomly, my eyes skimmed over words that made no meaning to me. I turned around as heavy footsteps approached, only to find Yeti balancing a ridiculous amount of books in her arms. “Found some good stuff—” she paused as her eyes strayed to the book I was holding. “What is that?” “A book?” She walked past me, dropping the heaps of books on the table before turning back to me. “Let me see that.” She said, prying the book from my fingers. “Forgotten Beasts: A Study on the Supernatural.

It was because the storage bag was filled with over a hundred unsavory picture books. Caspian froze. Apart from The Pure Lady Cultivator, there were also The Youth Cultivator Hank, The Exquisite Sisters, and My Fox Spirit Companion. One could tell from all these titles what type of books they were. Caspian emptied the bag and retrieved the spirit stones, a couple of potions, and pills before tossing all those books to one side without sparing them another glance. Maya did not know what the skinny cultivator used to do, so she was curious when she saw Caspian tossing aside all those books. She walked over and flipped through a couple of them. A second later, she walked back blushing furiously

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.

Azrael asked. “I haven’t gone far into the book but it’s a story based on an actual schizophrenic patient the writer knew; it was meant to educate the public about various mental disorders in the mental asylum they call hell. I thought it would be fun reading a genre I’m not too familiar with.” I explained as I touched the front of the book. “I can recommend something if you get hitched. Utopia by Kelvin McLean. It’s about a nymphomaniac struggling to overcome his issue so that he can be in a happy relationship with the woman he’s been in love with for seven years.” Azrael recommended.

I hurried past the bar, my eyes met those of the Bartender and there was a glow in his eyes I hadn’t noticed before. “Are you okay?” he said. I shook my head. I felt my temperature rise and a slight ache was creeping up my joints. My muscles started to feel tense. My hair pores started to look like big rashes and they itched as the hairs on my body began to grow longer. My palms began to expand as my nails extended further. My ears felt like they were drawn out. I could hear the slightest sound of a foot leaving the ground, a house fly buzzing, frantic heartbeats and drinks getting poured into cups. The music became almost a hundred times louder. I could nearly hear people’s thoughts and fee