Fata Morgana Book Novels & Stories

I asked. “Kill your teacher. Destroy the woman I loved and lost to darkness. End Morgana before she ends the world.” Mara’s voice broke. “I have been searching for someone strong enough for two centuries. Someone who could face her and win. I think you might be that someone. But only if you survive the next three weeks.” She pulled out a small book bound in dark leather. “This contains everything I know about her magic. Her weaknesses. Her techniques. Study it. Learn it. Become the counter to everything she is.”

I frown, trying to communicate with her. “Combustum,” I saw the fire that circled around me and her hiding us from the attack. Liv got up and pulled a leather book from her cloak and flipped through pages. I tried to get up, but my chest felt tight. “Don’t move. You still need to heal. It will take more time because I didn't use all my energy on you.” “Liv?” “I know you are confused, but now is not the time.”

💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽Meanwhile💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽 "Please sister I need this book, that's my only hope of saving my children". Diana begged "So what about their bastard father, he doesn't care I guess". Morgana said. "This got nothing to do with him Ana, this our niece". Nicklaus said. "Hmm., Ana, I can't remember the last time someone called me that, guess I grow evil on daily basis, well I give you the book not to save the bastard's children but as a reward for helping me earlier". Morgana said and handed over the book to her.

I mean, she always closes the book when I get close and looks suspicious, like she's doing something by reading something inappropriate? "What's this one about?" I ask. Morgana gives me a second of her attention, then turns her eyes back to the book and waves her hand. Her glasses are hanging down almost to the tip of her nose and she's pressing her lips together. " I need to finish this chapter, so be quiet, don't get in my way, G." I roll my eyes and walk over to the fridge, grabbing a carton of milk and drinking it straight from the carton.

I was beyond confused now; what did an old book have to do with Clarissa? "You guys have no idea what this is, do you?" We shook our heads, waiting for Alyssa to explain. "It's a grimoire of supernatural creatures. The book was written by the Fae elders and told everything there is to know about every supernatural creature in existence... including how to kill them."

A thick book greeted me. Wait! This is the book Luna was reading before. I read the book's title. 'The Mystery of the Madag Forest' Madag Forest? Isn't this the forest that everyone fears? I opened the book and started reading it. It took me an hour to read until I finished it. According to the book, Madag Forest is the home of a wide variety of creatures that eat magic users and humans. And no one has ever come out of the forest alive once you enter.

Morgana materializes out of nowhere and hurries toward me, grabbing the letter from my hand. She scans it—and her eyes widen dramatically. “Okay, that fucking does it. You’re screwed,” she says, tossing the paper aside before collapsing onto the bed and staring helplessly at the ceiling. “God damn it.” She stands again, picks up the paper, examines it for a few seconds, then stretches it out and closes her eyes. “I managed to read a spell from my mother’s spellbook a few minutes ago. Don’t worry, I screenshot the images through the witch’s camera in my mind.”

She wasn't just a human who couldn't handle a wolf’s world. She was a predator. "Lyla," a voice said. Emily spun around. Morrigan stood in the doorway, watching her. "You found it," Morrigan said. "You knew," Emily accused. "You knew what this book was." "I suspected," Morrigan admitted. "I needed to see if the book would answer you. It has been blank for a thousand years." She walked over to Emily. She looked at the grey book. "You are dangerous, Emily Carter." "Lyla," Emily corrected. She clutched the book to her chest. "My name is Lyla Raines."

After a brief pause, I still refused outright. "They don't deserve it." The bloody path I fought through in my last life was something Mona should walk herself this time. Jonah smiled faintly. "You and your sister really are different." With that, he went upstairs. Watching his back, a dead memory stirred. In the flames, I seemed to see that same figure running toward me. Or was that just a hallucination before death? Early the next morning, I received a notification that a large sum of money had been transferred out of my bank account.

“Fenrir isn’t gone. He’s waiting. Somewhere deep, but not lost.” I wanted to believe her. I needed to believe her. But the doubt crept in like rot beneath bark. Morgana entered a moment later, her expression grave. She moved slowly, like the room itself recognized the weight of her presence. In her hands, she carried a black-bound tome, runes etched into its surface like scars. She set it down on the table, letting her fingers rest on its cover. “There’s a way you can communicate with Fenrir again,” she said without preamble. “But it won’t be easy. And it won’t be safe.”