Fantasy Paranormal Books Novels & Stories

On the page, memory warred with forgetting. The creature beside Ash faltered, clutching its head, its red eyes flickering wildly. “It’s connected to the book!” Kael shouted, forgetting his jealousy. “Your feelings affect it!” Terrifying news, this was a psychic parasite linked to their healing tool. To fight, she risked corrupting the legacy itself. The creature faced Liora, now full of cold, sharp intelligence: recognition and hatred. It saw her as its opposite. It spoke, a mix of cracking ice and distant whispers. “Yours is the light that remembers and mine is the shadow that forgets. I will un-write your story, Serelai.”

"You loved reading too?" "Still do." He moved beside me, shoulders relaxed for the first time since we'd entered the house. "Books were my escape. When things got tough here, I could just disappear into another world for a while." I pulled out a book at random and laughed. "No way - 'Howl at Midnight'? I loved this series!" "You read paranormal novels?" His eyes lit up with genuine surprise and excitement. "Are you kidding?" I gestured at his shelves. "These are all my favorites! 'Moon's Curse', 'The Pack', 'Blood of the Wolf'..." I trailed off, realizing something. "Wow, we really do have the same taste. All paranormal."

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His red eyes deepened, indicating his desire to sort things out. "One of the book of history has gone missing last night. The Book of Creation. And then this morning, it is found on its shelf again. Not a piece was taken nor changed," Merko said. I had been to their library a couple of times and had seen that book. However, due to my very busy schedule, I could not read it since I have to prioritize knowing more about potions. "It is not allowed to take the books out of the bibliotheca. How come that it has gone missing? Who was patroling last night?" Yamiko asked.

“Why not just become my vampire queen? Isn’t that enough?” “Look,” I said as my eyes dove into his deep dark ones for emphasis, then into Gwendoline’s pale gray eyes, and finally Luthias’s’ rich blue eyes. “Besides the fact that I’ve always been intrigued by the concept of doing magic, I have an evil vampire king and an equally evil mutant-vampire queen hunting me down. Charles is old and strong and Sybil, although not so old, seems to have a great deal of power in her. I’d be a young vampire with little backing me if I was caught alone by either of them. Being vampire just doesn’t seem enough ammunition to fight them off. I think... no... I know I need the magic as well.” “The lass has a

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And of course, endless spell books. He's even included mysteries and psychological thrillers by my favorite authors, a kind afterthought. But there’s more: living grimoires, erotica by demons that may well be written by Cenobites, and people’s wickedest sins recorded like the Screwtape Letters littering the place galore. There are the life records and deeds of every Damned in Hell, recorded in lurid detail by Penemue, the fallen angel of writing. He notices me look longingly at the books. “Shall we read?” he asks. “We can devour books on a blanket, out under the stars.”

I sat on small wooden stool that was present inside, since Draco was not back yet , I decided to go though my bag, I pulled out all four books that was written by my grandmother on Dark Creatures, Spells, poison and lastly DRAGONS, each of this book included all detail information on spell, method, about ghost, warewolf, sorceress , way to tackle them and many more things, tree books included every detail on other supernatural things while one entire book was dedicated to Dragon. Out of curiosity, I picked up dragon book and started reading from beginning, I only finished two page when I felt someone’s presence behind me, I rapidly turned but found no one right. ‘THUD… THUD….’ two wooden pla

Small sparks of magic dance in the air, swirling around me, creating an atmosphere of expectation and latent power. I walk to my private library, where rows of ancient, forbidden books rest on weathered wooden shelves. Each of these books is a source of power. But there is one book in particular I seek, one that carries within it the weight of generations of enchantresses, the most potent and forbidden of all: the Bloodbound Codex.