Everworld Book Novels & Stories

According to my father, these books were a gift from the Supreme Being to his grandchildren. In the pavilion of the Evermore temple, there is a gigantic and magical library, called "The Library of Destiny". That library contains thousands of books. These books are known as "Books of Destiny", since each Immortal that is born, a book lights up and omnisciently connects itself to this child's life thread. We study the reality of our destiny book since we're kids, we study about every single thing. The world, the races, the cultures, the kingdoms, the history of each place, the geography, and the science.

That erethrol beauty, the scantily bared skin covered only by fine silks, were all things he’d seen before in otherworldly creatures. Horrified, he snatched away his hand as if he'd been burned. Like the ogrism, these two men were both supernatural beings. Yet, they did not attack, instead they silently stared at him in shock. He could feel the hair on his neck raise on-end as he looked at the two men. Both were of the same as other evil spirits in the forest and sniffing lightly Abednego trembled at their smell. Even the feel of the one man's skin beneath his

There was also a book about monsters in the Valeria forest and Eleftheria caught my eye. I immediately took that as well as the book of monsters. Both books are made of leather and they are heavy. I carried the two books to a long table that I often use whenever I study. The surroundings were quiet and I made myself comfortable before opening Eleftheria's book. I read the first page right away. Mount Eleftheria is the highest mountain in the world. At a scale of ten thousand feet, it is beyond the clouds. Eleftheria has a cool climate. Lots of trees and wild grasses. Above all, it is infested with animals that are not seen in ordinary times.

Bob adds "The important thing is what he told us" Hiraku clears his throat "the world I will send you to is dominated by beasts, magical beings and it's very perilous. Humanity is doomed to extinction. Your mission will be to save humanity and guide mankind to an era of peace and prosperity. This world is more advanced than yours, not in technology, but in energy. The presence of mana makes possible all kinds of phenomena that you will not understand, so it will be difficult for you to survive until you learn the basics.

But because my sister, Raven Webster, thought Snowviper was too terrifying to look at, she stole Blazewing for herself. A month later, the whole world turned hotter, and the heatwave apocalypse began. Snowviper's power, just like his name, could lower the temperature within ten feet of him, creating a living shield against the burning world. Blazewing, on the other hand, carried the opposite—heat and fire. Raven took Blazewing, but she died of heat stroke in the heatwave apocalypse, while I survived thanks to Snowviper's cooling power. In her final moments, Raven was convinced I had stolen her husband. She whispered poison into Snowviper's ear, and he killed me.

She reached out and touched the cover. Unlike the books on the shelves, this one did not scream or bleed. Instead, it pulsed. The book vanished entirely, and the knowledge flooded her mind in a massive, overwhelming d******d. It was pure, unstructured data - a frantic log of the Council of Wyrds' last moments. Evangeline doubled over, gripping the pedestal as if struck by a massive neurological seizure. She saw fractured images: the Council carving out the timeline, a massive object that looked like a musical instrument being sealed, and then, a series of prophecies centered on a bloodline marked by dualism.

Helpless before her. The power was no longer rising — it was consuming. The walls trembled with each pulse of her magic, the floor cracked beneath her bed as invisible roots of energy dug into the earth, pulling from something far deeper than this realm. The air itself grew thick — not just with magic, but with presence. Something older. Something divine. Her wolf wasn’t just waking. She was ascending. “Marlyn,” Darian said without tearing his eyes away from Seraphina, “what the hell is happening to her?”

Elara's blood ran cold. "It was the seventh." No one spoke. "The first six ended before you ever woke up inside the BL novel." Elara shook her head. "No." "You don't remember because you weren't supposed to." The woman reached out. Her fingers touched Elara's forehead. Suddenly— Elara screamed. Memories exploded inside her mind. The first world. A war. The second. A plague. The third. A civilization that destroyed itself. The fourth. A world where humans became immortal.

Evans said and Hazel placed the book on the table and wasted no time in turning the first page. She saw that it was blank and she took a quick glance at Mr. Evans before standing upright. She muttered something which was no doubt a spell and she placed her hand on the book. When she took her hand off, she saw a drop of red ink which started to form into words and she read, “The body is made mortal but there is an immortal body. If triggered, the inner body is quickened. The Chosen One shall make atonement on the land of ashes.”

He wanted us to look united, a strong front to increase the popularity of our pack. If Heath had been invited to the wedding it would have struggled to take place, he would have outed me as his mate in front of his own rival, Anton. I don’t care about the politics of the werewolf council, they’ve clearly known about this virus and kept it hidden from the wider werewolf community. How can news of a virus, which was documented to be around during my parents era, not have reached the werewolf council. No, I knew the moment the moon returned me that I had to let go of any preconceived loyalty to the werewolf council, to the laws that govern us. It seems so does this alpha in front of me…. Alpha