Drama The Book Pages Novels & Stories

That was not the reaction she had been expecting. “The pages are empty,” he stated, making Odessa look at him, perplexed. What did he say? Even Aria was shocked by his words. “That cannot be possible.” Odessa walked closer to the man to show him the pages she saw. “I read a lot of information from that book. It even said—” She trailed off. As her eyes opened in complete and utter shock. She stared at the book incredulously. “This can't be possible.” She dragged the book away from the librarian's hands with sudden force, shaking her head and rubbing her eyes in wonder to make sure she was not hallucinating.

I muttered, opening the first page. I needed to start working on myself so that I could erase all thoughts of Xavier’s sister from his memory. On the first page of the book was a table of content, showing all that was to be found in the book. I scrolled down from the introduction and jumped to “Casting your first spell.” I traced my finger on the dotted lines and found the page number. I opened the book and when I got to this page, I stopped. The name of the contact was boldly written in capital letters and it took the whole page. Opening to the next page, I found it’s content.

AURORA Lizra dropped a humongous thing on my lap. “This is a history book with detailed explanations of the most famous and high-ranked Lunas that the territories have ever had. I made some small notes in most chapters and I’m sure you’ll find it useful.” Wait… it’s a book and… was she kidding me? “How many pages is this thing?” I asked, dusting and seeing nothing but the plain shabby leather brown cover of the thickest thing ever.

I threw it open on the mattress, flipping through the heavy pages as fast as my fingers could move. Eileen ran into the room, panting slightly as she watched me. “Thalia, please talk to me. Is everything okay? What are you looking for?” A second later, the heavy oak door pushed open again, and Ragnar arrived. His face was etched with worry, his large frame filling the doorway. “Thalia, what's wrong? Why did you run off?” I didn't reply to either of them. My eyes were locked onto the binding of the book. Right where the dark magic chapter was supposed to be, a clean, sharp edge showed that a page had been violently torn out.

She, too, felt the stirring— something old, something ancient, reaching out to us. I sat there, and opened the book slowly, almost reverently. The first page where my blood had dropped, was alive with words written in an ancient script, curling and looping in ways that were almost musical. I blinked, staring at the words. ‘See the other pages.’ Dravara said urgently. With shaky hands, I did… And surprisingly, now all the pages are filled with words. A faint trace of my blood had fallen on the page just last night, and now the letters shimmered faintly, glowing as though acknowledging my touch.

𝙻𝙾𝙻. 𝙱𝚢𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚢. 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜. -------------- Landon sighed as he closed the pages of the book and threw it back to the dark corner he picked it from.

In the back of the room, someone guffawed. "Jane?" "I read A Tale of Two Cities, by Charles Dickens. It has 422 pages." Jane tried to say it in a matter-of-fact tone, but she couldn't keep the glee out of her voice. Then she read her page. Like Emily's, it told mainly what the book was about. But the plot of the A Tale of Two Cities was so complicated that it was that easy to summarize in a page.

but before he could make any conclusions, the book was opened by itself, the dark pages kept on flipping none stop as if they were being blown by the wind, only that the room was completely closed with no openings for any wind. Both Sara and the priest were petrified. and in a second, she felt his grip loosen over her hair, followed by the rest of his body collapsing, Sara took a step away from him, not knowing what scared her most, the dark book, or the vicious priest who was lying motionless on the ground with his wide lifeless eyes completely white. he was dead, Sara thought. ripping her eyes off him, she looked at the book which pages were not flipping anymore, taking cautious steps towa

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“What the bloody hell is that?” I moved away from Ryker, my eyes were solely fixated on the book. Wiping away the shattered glasses, I did not care if it would hurt me. Once it was clean, I read the book to Ryker. “It is the Book of The Damned.” All I wanted was to get a hold of that book and satisfy my curiosity but when I did, I could feel the power surging from the book, my hands were painfully attached to it. Then the book opened, forcing my palm to hold it up the pages started to flip rapidly. So many images flashed through my mind but none of which I recalled. The book slammed shut and I blinked. I turned to Ryker and swallowed before finding my voice to speak, “Did you see that?”