Crepusculo Book Novels & Stories

"Did I break it...?" Looking around, she pursed her lips. 'Thank God No one saw me!' Cautiously, she grabbed the old decayed book with a wooden cover. It had no label, just creepy old intricate engravings. She flipped open a page randomly and read. "End is bleak and the rise close, The crimson Rukh and the guardian of the flame, One who bleeds blue holds the fate of those, Beware, every cheat has a price. Curse is on the name. Huh!"

The pain will cut away memories of old. Those were the words revealed on the parchment paper when the chalice exploded. The letters black red and burning before their eyes, and the chalice, despite the blast, sitting there undamaged and glinting from the sunlight pouring into their windows. Rose, Jericho, and Trick sat on the table for the rest of the day, wondering what the words meant. But they came up with nothing, and before they knew it, Jericho had announced his exhaustion and pulled Rose into their bedroom with him.

I thought of a spell I had recently learned from books. I took my book of magic from under the bed and from the dressing table drawer I took the pendulum my mother had given me recently. I cleaned all unnecessary things from the floor and spread out a map of Italy on it. I opened the book on the appropriate page where the spell was located and wound the pendulum's chain over my hand, holding the sharpened crystal hanging from its end just above the map. This item, when one uttered a spell, would locate anyone I could think of. The more I thought about this person, the faster and more accurately the pendulum would find them. So I started thinking about Oliver, more and more every minute, clos

And this is how the last story about Light and Darkness that I wanted to present to you ends. It was certainly an extraordinary journey, showing different stories, but at the same time touching the same topic - can two such opposing poles as Light and Darkness connect at some point? I'll leave it to your own choice, but one thing is for sure - as Miyuki said in Book 4, wanting to stop the battle between vampires and wizards - Light and Darkness certainly couldn't exist without each other. If there was only Light but no Darkness, what would be its meaning? Likewise, if there was only Darkness in the world, wouldn't its existence be pointless without trying to "devour" the Light?

Curious, I picked it and read the words written on the hard cover; ‘Lobo’ was the single word that was inscribed into the thick cover. I opened the first page and saw that it was written in foreign language. I glanced at Sir Nich, he was engrossed in whatever he was writing. I returned my attention to the hand-drawn, black ink pictures in the book. They were of some kind of beast. The beast that I saw looked like a giant wolf and the artist had put extra effort in drawing their deathly eyes. There were several writings on the page. ‘Only if I could understand this,’ I thought. The book had caught my interest. I was so indulged in the drawing of the creatures that I hadn’t noticed Sir Nich wa

It was then that she spotted the ancient spell book her grandmother gifted her on her fifteenth birthday and hope sprung forth. “I can think of only one thing to do to keep ye from his grasp and, possibly, reverse -or at least lessen- the bloodlust ye have,” Agatha said with an anxious tone. “I recall seeing something in this book my grandmother gifted to me. She was a powerful witch.” “Please hurry,” Kira struggled to say in a voice that echoed with a male tone. Agatha grabbed the spell book and quickly flipped through the pages while she warily moved away from her friend whose emerald green eyes were displaying flecks of dancing red light.

There’s a decent gap between them. “Give me your hand,” Rathi hesitantly gives her hand and looks at her husband. “Lie down,” “Are you going to cast a spell on me?” “I am going to show you what you want,” “What I want?” “Close your eyes then you will see it,” Trusting his words, she closed her eyes. For some time, all she can she was the darkness and the warmth of his hands. He asked her not to speak a word, she stayed calm being in that darkness. Then Rathi saw a faint brightness at the far end which seemed impossible to reach. But she was dragged there and suddenly thousands and millions of sparks showered all over her and it’s so hard to see.

Ben closed his eyes and his face pulled up into a pained scowl as his bones and muscles snapped and his body contorted. As the black wolf shook out its fur, it howled out low. “Owoooo.” Haldir walked out into the foyer, then opened the door and said, “I’ll see you in the next life, Ben.” The wolf ran out the door then ran full measure down the street as it dodged the cars and trucks that drove by. Ben followed the scent of water until he came to the riverside then he sat down at the water’s edge. The sun was beginning to set behind the trees, so Ben shifted back and let his witch eyes take in the splendor of the sunset one last time.

“See what is written for you.” Cautiously, we stepped closer, drawn to the cauldron as if something unseen tugged at us. Steam curled upward, twisting like smoke caught in a storm, and the Oracle waved her hands again. The surface of the bubbling liquid shimmered, then rippled, and an image emerged. An orange sky burned overhead, a crimson moon hanging low, casting everything in a sickly glow. Flames licked the edges of the horizon, consuming everything in sight. In the heart of the inferno, two figures faced each other—one cloaked in darkness, the other bathed in a radiant light. When they collided, the cauldron trembled, and smoke billowed, the shapes dissolving into nothingness, leaving a

I replied, staring back at both of them. Selene fell back on her chair, face twisted in annoyance. Mr Lucas stood up, walked inside and few seconds later, he walked out. In his hand was a huge book, it seemed old and had this eerie feeling. “What’s that?” I asked, stretching my neck to read what was written on the cover page but it was written in a strange language. “This,” He replied with a weird grin on his face as he dropped the heavy book on the floor. “Is the book of prophecies. In here contains all prophecies that has been released by the moon goddess.” He explained, glancing from I to Selene.