Novel & Cerita First Page Of Berserk Book

A throb in my veins, cool and warm. My breath stuttered. “Come on. Get a grip,” I said to myself. I took the book and went back to the table and opened it, taking care of the delicate pages. Dust flew up in the air, silver in the dim light. I changed pages: the history of the pack, ancient battles, treaties, prominent men, Then the book stopped on a page without me deciding to stop. It fell open as if guided. A full-page sketch stared up at me. A girl of light and fire. Eyes like molten gold. Hair whipping around her like she stood in a storm. Her hands glowing.

Instinctively, my hand rested on the hilt of my sword as I stepped beside him. He picked up the first book on the stack: The Compendium of the First Blood. It was a book so old its pages were made of cured vellum that should have lasted ten thousand years. I watched as he opened it and gasped. Cold rushed through my veins—the book was mutilated. "This is the chapter about the ancient evils," Orion commented as he flipped the pages. It seemed like something, or someone, had reached into the book and torn off the pages with claws. I suppressed the anger bubbling to the surface at such damage done to something so historical.

Berk said holding a strange-looking book on his hand. "What's that?" Alyssa asked curiously. "I don't know," Berk replied and gives Alyssa the book. "Let me see," Alyssa said and takes the book from Berk As soon as Alyssa held the book it opened immediately by itself. "Wow!" Berk exclaimed with his mouth wide open. "Berk! this looks really strange," Alyssa said as she looks at Berk. Berk still has his mouth wide open and looks like he is in a trance. "Berk!, Berk!!" Alyssa called shaking him continuously.

If the alpha was lost, so was the clan. "Keep fighting, Alpha!" Kelda, the pack's shaman screamed over the rising wind and the crack of lightning crossing the sky. Brodolf threw his head back and howled, the sound long, loud and dripping with pain. Suddenly, he felt a pop, weak as a soap bubble, but a sign that he had won this round. They had once again beaten back the berserker that lived within him. Slowly, his body righted itself until finally he was left lying on his side, naked and spent, upon the frozen ground. Kelda sat next to him, murmuring nonsense and stroking his hair, giving him what comfort she could until he recovered enough to sit up and wrap the blanket she held around his b

This book is much,' I retorted with my eyes brushing through the back cover. I sighted one that really caught my attention. 'A werewolves curse.' I read the title loud and clear and so, I walked to pick it up. It is small and pretty sure it will have lots of information loaded within its pages. I can just take my seat and go through the pages of this one. I won't have any problem reading it at all. I picked it up and walked back to my study room with it. Opening it, the first letter in it is so boring. I don't feel like reading it. I just dislike it, but do I have a choice?

I haven’t got a chance to read that yet, I wanted to wait until after Axel and I spoke and than with everything that happened after we spoke, it’s just sat there. I walk over to the table and take my seat, the title in a faded gold colour getting my attention. This is a book which so many people are fighting to find, they will quite literally, kill for it! I place my hand on the front cover and pull the book open, the intense smell of the past filling my senses. The title page looking back at me, this whole event feeling so surreal. With a deep breath I turn the page, where I assumed chapter one would be looking right back at me, but it wasn’t. There was a little note from the author, which

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It's my first time seeing him like this and it looks like he wanted to say something but he's trying to hold it as if someone is trying to stop him from saying that. I cleared my throat and tilt my head, "Lazarus, do you have a problem? You can just tell it to me." He change his expression right away and smiled at me. I know, he's hiding something and I wanted him to open it up to me so that he can now breathe peacefully but how will I? "I will tell you a story," he said before he sat down on the ground. I followed what he did but to my surprise, he guided me so I thank him after that.

Its spines were tattered and appeared like spiky wires beneath the poor lighting. Trisha walked slowly to where it was and pulled it out of the other nine books crammed into the same row with it. She repeated the same process she had with the other books she'd picked—dusted it's shabby cover to see it's name. Unfortunately and very shockingly, too, there was none inscribed on it. That was odd. She flipped the book to the other end but nothing. It was empty of inscriptions, just like the front was. Slowly, she opened the book to first page.

Perhaps all that it contained was true. I walked in and took the old book which was now dusty. I brushed the dust away before carrying it to the table. I opened the crisp pages with care, which were now old and yellow. It sure seemed like an old book. The first page contained an old drawing of a wolf-like creature that looked exactly like David’s wolf. So I was right. David is a lycan.