Novel & Cerita Enchanted Book Series

The constant lip biting from her told me to brace myself for whatever she was about to reveal. "Look. Remember the birth book?" I nodded my head. "Remember how it opened up by itself when you touched it?" "Yes." "It's an enchanted book kept in an enchanted chamber. It can only be opened by an Alpha and..." she licked her lips and cautiously whispered, "his soulmate." I watched her in an incredulous stare, my lips parting. For a moment, everything inside me just stopped working. Then I blinked, lowering my gaze, and the wheels in my head started turning, my heartbeat picking up speed.

Every creature is in harmony, as nothing seems out of place or even unbound, perfect and clean, yet she knows otherwise. “It’s time to open the pandora’s box.” Placed the book in the middle of the enchanted forest as it lights and illuminated unto it now turn the distinct color of a mix of purple and red. It went on to pages and far, as it stops at the center, showing her the scene that started with a bedtime story, with the voice that whispers. “There is an old told tale.” It starts, claiming the same words along with the image of the little girl she knew and holds this specific nightmare where she sits and watches carefully, as the very façade she wears is this dream-like word that has nev

Each page turned revealed a new story, a new adventure, a new opportunity to explore the depths of imagination and creativity. Lost in the pages of the enchanted book, Hazel felt herself transported to distant lands and magical worlds, where the boundaries of reality blurred and the possibilities were as endless as the stars in the night sky. She encountered characters of myth and legend, wise sages and courageous warriors, all imparting lessons of bravery, wisdom, and compassion. As she turned the final page of the book, a sense of fulfillment and inspiration filled her heart. The stories she had read had left an indelible mark on her soul, igniting a spark of creativity and imagination tha

“Open it.” “Are you sure?” “Why wouldn’t I be sure, Kel?” I shook off my awkward feelings and slowly untied the red bow and opened the small white box. Inside was a silver bracelet with three charms. I grabbed out slowly with Rogan watching my every move. The charms were a small silver wolf, a red moon in the middle, and a darker black metal wolf on the other side. I took each little charm and examined each one marveling at the small attention to detail. “Do you like it?”

Marcel moves closer to her slowly. “I want the same as you, the werewolves out of the witches’ lives. Alaric out of our home, Willow gone and no longer in control! They plan to get the vampires on their side and destroy the Monventla. I am the only person who knows where the book is; the spells are within it.” Marcel nods, sitting down. “What book might that be? The witches lost all of their written manuscripts centuries ago.” He looks at her waiting, Dan still stood on guard.

And he was really torn of believing her that she changed for the better or this just one of her schemes. The Claire now was exactly the Claire that she dreamt about many years ago. He smiled sadly at that thought. He stood up and opened the glass shelves into the part of the special book section. He grabbed that special book entitled: “The CEO’s Little Enchantress”, he opened the book in the middle and took out a photo of a young lady in her 20’s wearing eyeglasses and so focused typing on her laptop. Then he checked another photo of her holding the book and reading it.

Zavian I was very interested in the reason why they needed me to lug this heavy fucking book. I hadn’t touched this book in years. I haven’t needed to. I personally didn’t know any of the Meridian. So, needless to say, when Emerald asked me if I have a book with all their symbols within it piqued my interest. I could see why Emerald would be interested in it, but when she said that Devon and Nate asked her to ask me about the book, I found that weird. The fact that no one outside the magic community had even heard, so when she said that, I was intrigued.

Then silence. A girl hopped happily after them. The scene brought him to his knees. Her cries calling for him... He roared in anguished. Alexander punched the concrete walls to release his pain. Tears streamed down their faces. Uncaring if anyone saw their moment of weakness. Even Esmeralda trembled at the powerful dark magic. It was on par with hers. "Ruby. She was a prisoner. How did she manage to get out on a highly secured facility?" She frowned at the thought. All high-profiled criminals of the realms were imprisoned on an enchanted island. Which only kings and queens and leaders have access to. And the fucking Council.

Fox winks taking Colts hands and bringing them up to shoulder level before they close their eyes. I watch in awe as the twins radiate a white light that pushes out to the water, and the sludge of blackness turns into a sparkling blue. The animals that had been bobbing on the water were burned to ash where they sat. I wonder if Chloe's magic is similar to her brothers? I've never seen her use it before. But I can't wait to see it. Right now I can feel it coursing through my veins and it's a heady feeling. I love our magic mingling together.

I didn’t know what magic smelled like, but this room felt like it had some. I stepped inside slowly, looking around like the brave warrior princess I pretended to be when I played with my dolls. So many books. Stacks and stacks of them, tall and wide and thick and dusty. I touched one of the shelves, my fingers dragging over the wooden surface until I stopped in front of one really old-looking book with gold edges. The title was shiny. “The Flare Witches.” Oooooh. That sounded cool.