Gilderoy Lockhart Books Novels & Stories

When they exited a while later, muttering something under their breaths about needing a ladder, one cussing out the other for forgetting it, they descended the stairs, and I snuck inside. The door closed behind me. Holy shit. This must be Lord Lockheart’s study. A giant portrait of him hung on the wall in front of me, holding the severed head of a man. It was disgusting, nearly impossible to look at, but equally impossible to tear my eyes off. I only managed to drag my gaze over the spines of books when my wolf stirred, warning me about people coming. One book caught my eye. Despite my better judgment, I stuffed it under my shirt before hurrying to the door.

Most of the books are good old boring history books but there are a few that caught my attention. I reached for a familiar book and I flipped the cover open to see my own handwriting. My eyes slightly widen when I realized that it was the same book I had given Frost when she had locked herself in her temporary chambers after Dorian had attacked her. I can't believe she kept it. A small smile crawled its way up to my lips as I looked back at the shelf and spotted more of the books I'd gifted her. She's even kept the large book about the lands beyond the five Kingdoms.

As always, the words glow with an ominous light and shift under my touch, responding to the power in my blood. "Wow," he gasps, watching it happen for the first time. His eyes show no fear or caution, just pure interest, which makes me happy. "It's always surprising every time I see it," I remark. I flip through the familiar pages, reading the words, alternating between the two parts of the book: notes and spells. "What does it say?" he asks, peering over my shoulder. "The first part seems like some folklore about someone called Grendaline, and the second part is some random spells," I explain.

Dawn remarked when she wandered into the room one day after class to see the first Harry Potter book in the brunette’s hands. “Hadn’t had time to finish it”, Lena said. She set her book aside and picked up Goblet of Fire “I’ve marked the page you were on”, she told Dawn as she held it out to her. The teen smiled, took the book from Lena and relaxed onto her bed to start reading. Lena picked up where she left off in the novel. ~0~

It led into the guild's open plan office, which was separated from the visitor area by a long, scratched counter. There were half a dozen doors on the left. Conference rooms, small offices and Suzanne's realm. Suzanne was the heart of our guild, the woman who patched us all back up when we came back from a hunt and always gave us a lollipop as a reward. Well what should I say, she thought we were all her children. And if we didn't hear, we got an injection. It was a real shame that she was about to take her well-deserved retirement. I would definitely miss her. But our destination was the office at the end of the corridor. A sign by the door said: Jilin Halco, Master Venator.

, he said chuckling. With that, all the sudden out of nowhere a book flew into his hand. A large heavy book, with green leather binding and encrusted jewels. “See for example, I have been reading the Potions of Lore - this book”, he said showing it to me.” You see, it came by itself. Now your turn”.

List of everything you’ll need us under this: Bloodcursed Grimoire of Eternal Sorrow by Scarlet Pluto Engatron Phantom Dreamthron by King Seth History of Broken Families by Suellen Saneye Moonshadow, Sculptor of Dark Magic by Rueben Moonshadow Conqueror’s Handbook Moonshadow, Oath and Care of Magical Creatures by Denise Moonshadow. Protective gloves A cauldron Yours Sincerely, Headmistress Silvia Angel Headmistress Silvia Angel

The air smelled like old paper and moth balls. “This is the restricted section,” she said, gesturing to the shelves. “Most of these books are centuries old, filled with knowledge that’s been forgotten—or maybe even deliberately hidden. If there’s any information about the spell blocking your wolf, it’ll be here.” We spent the next hour combing through the shelves, pulling down books with titles like Ancient Curses and Their Remedies and The Lost Art of Mating Rituals. More than once Gertrude fell into sneezing fits from the dust, her glasses falling off her face, and the faint scent of mildew was giving me a headache, but we didn’t stop searching.

Lily paused as she held back the tears welling up in her eyes. "Gary didn't know when to stop. He kept practicing and practicing and looking for more magic books until he found a book called the darkhold. The book changed him completely and he came up with so many ideologies that I thought he was running mad. He wanted the world to be under his control. He believed that people who had evolved were supposed to be worshipped as gods and was going to start wrecking damage on humanity to prove that he was a god. He was almost unstoppable since he had a vast knowledge of magic and control over his abilities."

When I was done, I grabbed the ancient spell book, opened it and studied its contents. I gasped in shock, the complicated spells and the step-by-step procedures of potions, pulled me in instantly. My eyes kept skimming the words, highly intrigued by the book, not realizing the time flying by so quickly. *** "CASSANDRA!" Gilda burst into my room, with a big grin on her face, her voice conveying as much excitement as her expression. I suppose that she has been told the news? I shut my book, setting it down quickly to the side fortunately before she bounded towards me, jumping on top of me with such force, it knocked the air out of my lungs.