Cult Books Fiction Novels & Stories

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“Darling, I’ll leave this with you tonight.” Monica was confused. “Isn’t this a precious book? Why did you leave it with me?” This was the most wanted book in the world of cultivators. Many high-ranking cultivators would do anything to get hold of this book. The Cult Master let out a sigh and said, “Darling, everyone said that within the seven volumes lies a big secret upon careful reading. Unfortunately, I’ve been carefully reading for so many years with no clue! I’ve thought about it. Perhaps I’m not as smart as you, therefore I’ll leave it with you tonight. Perhaps you could learn something from reading it.”

I could not help but wonder if he had ever truly cared about Heidi and me. Slowly, I got to my feet and walked to Heidi's closet. I opened the doors with trembling hands to reveal her neatly arranged clothes. I touched each item gently as if I could still feel Heidi's warmth, tears blurring my vision. Then, I packed all of Heidi's belongings—her clothes, toys, books, everything she loved—into her suitcase. I was determined to take her home, away from this cold place. As I dragged the heavy suitcase out of the room, I found Mandy alone in the living room, lounging on the couch and flipping through a magazine. She put it down when she saw me, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

Do you all agree? NightOwl_Reader: Author if you’re reading this, you’ve created a cult. A CULT. And we’re all happily enslaved. I burst out laughing, covering my mouth so I wouldn’t wake anyone up.A cult. They’d formed a cult around my secret life. My phone buzzed with a direct message. NightOwl_Reader: Author, please tell me you’re going to explain the tattoo soon. I’ve been trying to figure out what it means and it’s driving me crazy.

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Just muttered, “Feel free to browse.” I nodded and wandered. The silence was thick. Peaceful. I ran my fingers along the spines—mysteries, war history, sci-fi. None of it felt right. I turned a corner and found myself in a crooked, narrow aisle. A handwritten label above the shelf read: “Folklores, Myths & Things Best Left Alone.” Something about it made me shiver. I reached out and picked a worn, black-spined book: “The Blood and Bond of the Wild.”

Adea said to herself, “and much bigger.” “It’s a prominent part of their cultures,” the short elderly woman standing inside the kiosk responded. “I have read all of these many times. Fascinating tales! If you’re looking to learn more about Outsider culture, might I recommend novels such as this one?” She reached over the stacks with a scraggy hand and picked up a plain-covered book, handing it to Adea.

I can't live my school because it's the only school that get dark-side books in it's library in my town New Orleans. I frequently used to go to library to read about story life of past oracles so I went against Mr John's advice by sneaking into the library to read my favourites untill I was banned not to enter the library anymore. Even though I was banned but he had forgotten that I borrowed a book from the library weeks ago which happened to be the darkest one called The Black Cults because I was eager to know how the black cults kill the Viper in that book.

“Quiet doesn’t mean unbothered. Just good at hiding it.” We fell into silence. The only sound was distant thunder rumbling above ground. I wondered how long we’d be down here. Minutes stretched. My mind wandered to how close he was. How alone we were. “Tell me something,” I said finally. “Why’d you become a librarian? You don’t seem like the type who likes being stuck behind a desk all day.” Mr. Kane exhaled softly. “Books don’t talk back. They don’t expect small talk. I like the order. And the stories. What about you? History major with a focus on obscure trade? That’s not common.”