E-book Cover Novels & Stories

Maybe I am dreaming… yes, life has been so stressful recently and that is what is happening but that book keeps on grabbing my attention. Moving towards it, I see that the cover is practically made of crystal. It is so sparkly and I can’t resist touching it. As my hand drags along the book, I feel this longing towards it. As it were mine so I flip it open and a gust of wind hits me in the face and multiple images flashes in my mind.

, then the cover reads: “Catastrophic Prophecies” - What's up? – Gary asks. - Let Mark and Kevin get back. Then you wake up Lucifron. Alexander really found what we were looking for. - On the little mermaid book? - No. in this one. – Ryan takes off the paper cover of the book and shows Gary the real cover. - How did that happen? - It couldn't have been by accident. For this book with this cover to be in children's books, it couldn't have been an accident.

"Well, it's... It's hard to explain, the book explains it all." "Is it interesting?" She asked looking at the book cover, it was of a young teenager holding a lamp in what looked to be a dark cave, a bat was hanging of his hands and an old witch was behind him. "It looks interesting," She muttered. "It is," He assured. She nodded her head with a small smile and placed her iPods in back, resting her head back against the car seats, she closed her eyes.

Becky asked again. The lady took her hand and take her towards the giant book name “Prophetic Gaze “which has a silver shiny cover. It has a huge golden lock. “What is this giant book”. Becky asked while touching the sparking cover of the book. As she touches the book cover, the strong rays emit from the book and glow the area around it. It is more like a dream. Becky felt a sudden jolt in her fingers which touch the area. She became shocked looking at the book and immediately pull her hand back.

Don’t want to wag my tongue too early and cause you guys disappointment if it doesn’t make it into the book. Q: You mentioned that ko-fi supporters will be getting the published version? Let me elaborate on this. The regular price of my ebooks on A****n (that have around the same amount of words as the first volume of SSC will have) is around 7.99$ - 9.99$ However, you guys can get it for cheaper in three different ways:

Behind the panel was a small space, just big enough to hide something. Inside was a single book. It didn’t look like any of the other books in the library. Its cover was dark, almost black, and made of old leather that looked like cracked bark from a tree. The corners were worn down, and it had no title. Just a symbol. A silver moon. It shimmered faintly, even though the light in the library was dim.

Grinning at the child like boy zooming past the shelves, he shook his head before running to catch up. Skimming his eyes past the books, a small, blue one caught his eyes. It was hardback, with a fabric, satiny cerulean cover, small enough to fit in his palm. The title was simple, yet alluring, gracing the cover with an elegant font. "Hey, Rin. What do you think of this one?" Uriel waved the book in the air, watching as Erin lightly jogged over. Reaching his friend, he observed the book, face wavering with different emotions as he analysed it. "Well? What are your thoughts?"

The Codex umbra as he went on to explain to me materializes in his hands. I just stood there gawking and trying to protect my eyes at the same time. Its cover was adorned with glittering, gemstone-like symbols and markings that seemed to shift and glow in the light. The book emitted a faint, pulsating glow as if it contained the essence of the very night stars. “He's happy to see you,” Rune interpreted. “Oh,” I said shocked at the twist in the event, “Hello there” I waved “Let's get started” Rune continued after the whole display of lights and pixie dust, if what I saw was pixie dust.

I stretch up on my toes and pull it out, and seconds later I succeeded like I always do when I put my mind on things. Sending a cloud of dust motes swirling into the air while allowing it for a moment to escape from the shelf, I blew the dust from the cover. There were no words printed on the front or spine, just a simple black leather binding cracking with age, and strange symbol I do not recognize.

' he thought to himself as he glanced at the book. Liam held the ancient looking book in his hands, its weight feeling strangely substantial. The leather cover was weathered, and the pages had an exquisite, aged quality to them. As he examined the book more closely, he realized that there were no markings or titles on the cover or spine, only complicated patterns and symbols that he didn't understand, etched into the leather.