Corrupt Book Review Novels & Stories

“I’m afraid Imara may not be so easy. Ben at least understands that his life isn’t correct. He knows he doesn’t belong in Savannah among all this opulence. Imara won’t even acknowledge that something is amiss. She’s not concerned at all that it isn’t the 1890’s anymore and she won’t see the ring on her finger or the mark on her neck. Her denial is endless.” Jasper scratched his head, messing up his dark curly hair. He pushed himself back in his chair and crossed his leg on top of his knee. “I haven’t seen this curse in a lot of years. There’s almost no information on it. I have researchers working in the library as we speak. Don’t worry, Thorin, we’re going to get this thing straightened out

“That sounds exactly like what Alaric’s wolves have become.” Ren leaned over the book, his hands braced on the table as he studied the text. “If this is true, then Alaric’s pack isn’t just dangerous - they’re a threat to the entire forest. The balance is already strained.” The weight of the revelation pressed down on the room. “If the corruption is spreading,” Ren said, his voice low and measured, “we can’t just fight the rogues. We need to cut off whatever’s feeding them.” Elena placed a hand on his arm, grounding him. “The book might have more answers,” she said softly. “Let me keep looking. If we understand what’s causing this, we can stop it.”

It was old, the pages having yellowed in time, but when he held the bound pages he felt as if his father was there beside him again. It was his voice that Jaxsen tried to simulate in his head as his eyes roamed the pages. He found himself clutching the book to his chest, but to no avail. Cora Weaverly snatched the book, an old copy of Utopia; a fifteenth century novel of political philosophy, from his small and defenseless hands. He tried to get it back but she slapped him down. He held the tears back, ignoring the stinging in his cheek. He did not want to give her the satisfaction of physical manifestations of pain. He narrowed his eyes trying to be defiant. Then in a matter of a nano-secon

Then came a warrior on the side who demanded. “If the logs are overwritten, how are both logs still active?” No one replied. Elder Corvin, still restrained near the entrance, then he let out a soft laugh. Not a loud one, just soft with a touch of wickedness. Kieran twisted his head a little. Elder Corvin stared back into his eyes. And said: “That’s not corruption.” “That's a replacement.” Kieran’s face instantly grew serious. “ By who and how is this that to our very own eyes, such mischief could occur.?”

I didn't think much about it, thankfully I can move on from now on. THE NEXT DAY I am loving this morning already. I made sure I got up early and dressed up for school. This time around I will be serious with my life. I checked the lecture I had this morning and prepared all my books for it. I decided to wait at the library until the lectures started. I thought the library would be quiet today until I saw what I was supposed to see. I thought this was the end of our meeting but I was wrong. Here comes again with another girl who I don't recognise and he is hugging her intimately.

"Particularly corrupted ones. Did you know most bonds, when rejected, simply die? The connection severs cleanly." "I'm aware." "But yours didn't die. It transformed." He leans closer. "Don't you find that fascinating? The mechanics of it. How it affects you. Whether it could be adjusted." Something in his tone makes my blood run cold. "The bond isn't a science experiment." "Everything is a science experiment if you approach it correctly." His fingers press my elbow. "Imagine if the corruption could be reversed. Healed. Made stronger than it ever was." "That's not possible."

It's called: Sweet treachery. by Penaciousshewa. And help leave a review on her book. Thanks a lot! Author note

Most professors managed to keep a poker face, the rest just rolled their eyes at the blond ponse. "Now. Continuing with the bad news. Some of the wards that were reactivated immediately reported problems within the castle. The dark creatures detector reported some boggarts hidden in some closets, that I think if well secured, could be used during the DADA lessons. The corrupted magic detection ward reported a lot of students with starts of corruption. We will have to address why the cleansing rituals are not being performed. The malicious artifact ward reported some very dangerous stuff inside the castle. And the animagus detection reported a hiding animagus." To say that the professors were

“Laura… I… Can’t…Breathe.” “Crud, I’m SO sorry.” She finally released me but kept me in her arms just at arm’s length, looking me over. “I hate to say it Chicka, but you look good. Like, way good…” She trailed off while still inspecting me head to toe, I crossed my arms feeling a little unsure as to what was happening…almost forgetting the book I had in my hand, and for the first time since leaving the library I took the time to inspect what Mina had handed me. “Shifters” was the titled, I bit back a snort, real original title. The book was bound in old leather and the binding had seen better days, the pages stained in yellows and almost browns. Some of the pages seemed to be bent over with

“Which means either we finally found something useful or I’m about to lose my remaining sanity.” Silas glanced toward the cover. “Which is it?” “Unclear.” “That’s reassuring.” “It gets worse,” she continued, already dragging the chair beside the fire closer before sitting down. “This one actually starts promising. Mentions divine balance, relic corruption, celestial displacement...” Silas blinked once. “You’re making those words up now.” “I wish I was.” Victoria opened the book across her lap before flipping several pages deeper into the text, visibly annoyed by nearly every paragraph she passed.