Ff15 Book Novels & Stories

Forever. End of book 36

“Did you hear that, Jane? In everyone’s eyes, you’re just a fool seeking your own death. “Be good and stay on the road. I’m in a good mood. I might even burn a little paper for you, so you won’t have to beg below.” Each word landed like a hammer blow against my chest. Before I could recover, Mandy’s impatient voice cut in. “Jane, do us a favor and hand over your bank password before you go, will you? “You’ll be dead anyway. No use wasting it.” That money was a life-saving fund I had left for my mother’s treatment.

I clarified. "Wait—what are you trying to say?" I didn't know how to put it in a way that does not offend her, hence I just stayed quiet about it and just described to her what the specific contents of the book may entail. Thankfully, she obliged without a word. After relentless scouring and searching, we eventually stumbled upon one that met my criteria. It was a journal—a journal authored by a former warrior of the Great Rift. "Are you sure this is what you're looking for? Not a textbook?"

She said. "mmmm... Can I see the book? I mean if you want." The prince wanted to see the book. But Chenyin was scared to hand it over. "I promised to master that I- - -" "I won't open it. I will just want to touch it." He said. Chenyin gave the book to the Prince. The book was brown. It had a beautiful design on it. And it has also a lock on it. "Hey it has a lock on it. Did you notice?" He asked.

Marretje adds when she sees me stare longer than necessary at the books; little does she know that I have less interest in reading. I have my hands on the drawing in no time, my fingers neatly trailing the stained, softened edges of the paper. Something about the rough sketch etches a feeling of familiarity with it, but I am not certain if Katelyn once showed it to me. Without warning, my head pulls back and my hands freeze, a bright white light flashing in front of my eyes before I could blink twice. My neck seems to snap from the force that is. I am lost—somewhere in a cold acre full of ice and snow, so much snow that I struggle to keep my legs steady.

“I do.” Magnus covered his mouth with one hand, though I noticed the corners of his lips twitch. Even Ragnar looked suspiciously close to smiling. I narrowed my eyes at all three of them. “You planned this.” “No,” Ragnar answered with complete seriousness. “We merely expected this reaction.” Valerian pushed the top book a little closer to me. The leather cover looked older than anything I had ever touched. “The Founding of the Iron Fang Empire.” The second followed. “Political Structure of the Northern Kingdoms.”

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

Hyun said. Cela's phone starts to ring even before she could ask what Lora's call is about. Hyun went to the buffet table feeling better. "Are you feeling okay now, Sir Hyun?" someone from the team asked. "Never been better," he answered while looking at Cela who's now talking excitedly on the phone. "What's happening? I think something unusual is going on," another member of the team said. I guess we all know what it is about. Fourth book?

If that's the norm, I won't care if I'm included or not. I just went to the library to read a book about Eleftheria. Maybe there is information there about the volcano. I will just pour out my anger and annoyance there. I am being immature and I don't understand myself either. The Palace library is spacious. Even if I spend a year reading it I won't finish all the books. Fortunately, it's easy to find what you need to read here because there are names. I went to the row where there were books about different parts of Valeria. I saw there a book about Samona, Caracass, Avalone, and Valencia. There was also a book about monsters in the Valeria forest and Eleftheria caught my eye.

Of course, no names were written in the book—each world was represented only by a golden point of light. If my guess was correct, this was the one-of-a-kind travel grimoire known throughout the world as The Nine Realms Book of the Fire God. But why would Lan possess such a book? It was unbelievable. Suddenly, I recalled my conversation with Shia the night before. I had asked her whether someone as powerful as Lan could possibly be one of the Twelve Prime Gods.