Crimson Book Stand Wizard101 Novels & Stories

"You're insane. You've finally completely lost it." "Have I?" She walked to one of her many bookshelves and pulled out a leather-bound journal. She set it in front of me, opening it to a page covered in unfamiliar symbols. But as I stared at them, something strange happened. The symbols began to shift, rearranging themselves into words I could read: *When moon bleeds red and silver eyes wake, The boundary between worlds will break. Born of three bloods, raised in disguise, The forgotten one will rise.

Which made Zayne want to puke. He didn't give a damn about what Jagger wanted, Zayne was a free spirit. Ever since he found a way out of the Paradoxical Medieval Realm, he figured a way to rip a piece and use it as a veil to conceal himself from any Wizard or Mythic. Almost like the cloak of invisibility from Harry Potter. And yes, that was a really weak reference, point taken. "He has personally asked you to find the Crimson Bride, do you accept?" Cora worded.

he pushes it towards me, “It’s merely a book. I want you to open it to a page, any page, and see what you notice.” I give him an uncertain sideways glance before squeezing my eyes shut as I blindly flip through the pages of the book. After a few seconds, I stop, my finger hovering over a page about halfway through. Opening my eyes a crack, I watch as Gideon tilts his head to get a better view of the page. “Interesting,” he murmurs. “Of all the pages in this book, you turn to that one.” I open my eyes the rest of the way and look down. There is a picture of a person sitting in a ring of crystals. I don’t even need to read the title at the top to know what it says.

The dreaded King Daniel of the Darke stood in front of the stained-glass window in the castle library with his hands clasped behind his back as Imara started to appear from the mist. Unlike every other witch he’d ever encountered, Imara’s mist glowed white and gold like a cloud on a sunny day. There were no white lighters left in the Realm, or at least they kept their existence hidden away. Daniel’s deep dark eyes weren’t used to her shine and he needed a few moments to adjust to her brilliance.

Dark wood walls, a massive bed with black silk sheets, a fireplace roars with orange flames. The air smells of leather and smoke. Nikolai stands by the fire. He is in a black shirt, the sleeves rolled up, his muscles showing on his arms. In his right hand he holds a small branding iron. The end is metal. A tiny wolf crest. The Morozov wolf. It glows cherry red from the fire. My stomach drops hard. Why is he holding that? Who is it for? My eyes search the room fast. No one else. Just us.

THE ALPHA BOOK Clara was a little surprised but she was still sure that Crystal couldn't be the princess because it was not possible! While Ramos opened the Alpha book and without even allowing Crystal to say anything, he kept her hand in the book, making everyone curious about the truth. They knew the Alpha book was the most powerful proof as only the alpha bloodline reveals the blood red colour in the book while all the other Wolves get yellow color. "Ramos_" "Shh." Seeing Crystal hesitating a bit, Ramos glared at her to stay still. Seeing his cold eyes, Crystal didn't dare to make any tiny noise or love her hand as everyone's eyes were stuck on that page and her hand.

Still the rain didn't look like stopping anytime soon so she thought she'd look around, maybe she could find a cheap copy of one of the classics she liked. Tara dropped this idea as she began to wander between the shelves, the books all seemed very odd. Those which she could read the titles of were things like 'The Occult Magick of the Amazon', 'Guide to the Dark Dimension', 'John Dee's Rituals', 'Demon Summoning' and 'Aleistar Crowley's Full Works'. Tara thought she'd heard of the last guy, some sort of mystic from before the Second World War. However the odd books didn't disturb half as much as the things which were dotted around the book shelves. All manner of weird items such as wands, a

Maybe she could ask Zoran if she could spend a couple of hours here every day. Walking down the isles, she noticed all kinds of books. Some on witchcraft, others on vampires, elves, unicorns, dragons.. everything she’s ever read a fantasy book about, there was plenty of information on it. Just as she was going back to the first floor to wait on Zoran, she saw it. The werewolf section. She couldn’t control herself. She had already glanced at all the other books but those. Slowly, she made her way over, looking at all the titles and covers. Finally, she found what she was looking for. Reaching up, her fingertips grazed the spine as a hand grabbed her wrist.

Angela’s high pitched voice hit everyone’s ear like a bomb. They came out of their boring searching and rushed to her side. Miles was happy she found it and gave her a quick peck. Her cheeks flushed with red. She was nervous and surprised. That was the last thing she expected from him. Maybe she needed to start finding more things. Justin took the book, heading for the table. He placed it on it, flipping the book open to the first page. The cover of the book was a beautiful looking woman, holding a wand the color of cinnamon with a golden persimmon placed at the top of it.

He told to help myself to whatever book I may want to read and he took his seat behind his desk, writing away on a parchment with a quill pen. I schemed through ledgers of the books, reading titles that were written in languages I did not understand. All the books were red, except for a particular purple one. 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.