Ena Book Novels & Stories

Slightly mature content in this chapter. Author's pov In her bedroom Tithi was sitting on the couch and intently looking at Anah whose eyes were fixed on her sketchbook. The room was silent except the little blabbering of the third member who was present in the room…. A 2 years old Ena who was sitting beside Anah and blabbering in her cute voice with the barbie doll in her hand. There were maids and them in the house . Randeep was in h

The sun rose sluggishly, its soft golden light bathing the makeshift classroom in warmth, as if reluctant to disturb the peace. The children were already waiting, some eager, others simply present because of their loyalty to Red. One girl, small and wide-eyed, raised her hand, her innocent curiosity piercing through the silence. "What is a dream, Anne?" she asked, her voice so soft it was almost swallowed by the rustle of leaves.

The whispers and stares finally quietened, I guess the rumors finally died down. I was at my table in class, when a girl walked up to me. "Jinny right?" She had short brown hair with purple highlights, pink full lips and a nose ring "Yeah" "Hi, I'm Rebecca," smiling, she stretched out her hand "Nice to meet you" I smiled back, taking her hand "Are you new here?" "Nope" "How come I haven't seen you around though?"

I interrupted clearing my throat nervously. I had already read that but it still made me emotional. Anna looked over at me apologetically and Edwin squeezed my hand for support. He was really too smart for his age. Anna cleared her throat before continuing. "And that my dearest sums up my adventures in the human world. If ever my darling, you should need any help in the human realm, feel free to contact my most faithful friend Ena. She lives on: 2445, Owls street, los Angeles.

While he gawked to the books in his hands. ELEAND wasted no time in five days learning the basics of Aghenum. He was thankful to Enkille for teaching him the ancient faerie alphabet that he didn’t find it hard to understand the context of the books. However, the number of symbols he should memorize was overwhelming. His mind almost collapsed for information overload. He took breaks when needed. When his mind was fully saturated, he would take a nap. But not for long. He had to push himself past his limit.

“I’m here because I couldn’t resist watching you study me.” “What kind of bullshi-” Enkeli received a huge shhh from the librarian as her tone had increased to a normal volume instead of the previous whisper that she had spoken in. She cleared her throat lowly and then spoke again, this time in a whisper. “You mean the book, that was just some light reading hobby.” She shrugged.

“Bennett? Why would you think we’d need him?” Enzo bit back a sigh. “He left a note in a book. Printed into the first page of the book, under the chapter header. I don’t know how.” He shook his head. His jaw clenched, and I realised that he needed this distraction, if only for a moment. Samael watched us unseeingly from the earth. I looked away.

Gabby's eyes darted around. "What?" "Would.You.Like.Another.Book.Eleanor?" Eleanor watched Gabby look around and looked around herself. Were they being watched? "Wh... I... Uhm... Sure." Gabby left and came back a while later with a big book titled, 'THE LEGENDS OF BIGFOOT"

She started taking a cup from the coffee mug besides her, she huffed through her nostrils and looked at the two before her. “The book of Enoch is not one book but five books compiled into one book, so far I already have three of the books inside of me.” Shizuki said, carefully scrutinizing every reaction the two made and found herself to see them nod while signaling for her to continue with her tale. She shook her head, smiling at their preternatural behavior and how they easily accepted information thus far. If only they know what they were getting themselves into! She thought but didn't continue entertaining such an absurd line of thoughts.

Slowly, carefully, he lifted the book from its pedestal. “Got it," he whispered triumphantly. The eBook felt historical, its cover worn but still vibrant with problematic designs. He opened it to the first page, eyes scanning swiftly. The text changed into written in an antique dialect, but Michael had studied enough to apprehend the gist. This e book held secrets and techniques, powerful ones that might exchange the whole thing.