Ginny Dye Books Novels & Stories

"That was before he got involved with King Xavier and vanished from the coven. All these books are his; he wrote them himself. Some spells would make your hair stand on end, while others simply change your hair color." That made me chuckle. I could easily picture asking Adira to use such a spell to style my hair for a ceremony. "I see," I said. "But what does this have to do with us?" Adira stood up and pulled a dusty book from the shelf. The pages were yellowed and brittle. She set the book down on the coffee table, snapped her fingers, and opened it. With a wave of her hand, she turned to the page she needed. The page displayed a drawing of a black medallion along with some scribbles.

“How much of it is about the portal?” Cassidy asked, jumping right in. Ward carefully opened the book to a point about three-fourths of the way into the volume, which looked to be about three hundred pages long. The sheets were a discolored yellow, and the ink, had clearly changed colors in several places, varying from a dark black to a lighter gray. It was clear the entire tome had been handwritten. Cadence envisioned an ancient Vampire sitting down with squid’s ink or the blood of a freshly beheaded chicken to dip his crooked talon in a well and scratch each letter out on the page.

It was all related to the secret book of Yun's Fragrance & Dye Studio, *Yun's Aromatic Codex*. Caitlin opened the damaged first half of the *Yun's Aromatic Codex*, finding details on how to dye fabrics and blend fragrances. Unfortunately, only the first half of the codex remained, and the second half had been lost. Caitlin’s mother had written in her journal that her grandmother’s dying wish was to find the second half of the *Yun's Aromatic Codex* and restore Yun's Fragrance & Dye Studio. Why had Caitlin’s grandmother come to the US to search for the codex? Was the other half of the codex in the US?

Annie asked Bailey while Cindy and Rebecca seemed to go though the book of options. "I'm dying it orange, it's the only colour I haven't done before," Bailey shrugged. Annie felt that idea was a little ludicrus. "Orange?" Annie asked, checking she had heard her friend right. Bailey nodded eagerly. "Only for a little while then I'm doing it rainbow." Bailey sounded so exitcited. "You are going to ruin your hair," Cindy told her. "I've already ruined it," Bailey shrugged. "Might as well live while I can." After Bailey had spoken the door opened and Kaylee wondered in, her eyes scanning the shop until she found the group. Once she had she quickly made her way over.

Susan then put the book on the lectern and opened it to it's first page, calling Madam Pince closer, to her side. "The first pages contain the instructions of how to use the functions of the Book of Records. I suggest that you read it carefully later." Susan said, pointing the first pages from the book to Madam Pince. She then flipped the pages to the next ones, just after the instructions, that showed a list of names on it. Some of the names were written in dark green ink, while others were in grey ink. The first four names, all in grey ink, got Madam Pince attention when she read them.

But she followed me like a puppy as I made my way to the mirror with the scissors clutched tightly in my palm. “Ginny! I knew there was something about you! I swear to God, I knew there was more to you than meets the eye. You are a witch…no a magician right? What you did there was amazing!” That was amazing? I frowned as I ignored her and began to cut the rest of my hair to match the one that had been forcefully cropped. I watched with tears in my eyes as my hair began to fall down my face into the sink. The light in the bathroom bounced off my near bald scalp.

Lol. To be clear, there were few terms Zayne used that weren't understood, like when he said, "I can't get enough blues in my life." Well, that's about their eyes. Gianna has blue eyes, the same as Jane. The Nico book is in the works, and I'm still not sure when it's coming out yet, but keep your fingers crossed, for that will also be a wery bumpy wide. I can't give out the name yet, maybe because I haven't settled on any, and that's the hardest part.

It also had nymphs drawn on the cover and side of the leaves. "There will also be a red book like aged blood, next to it will be a light blue diary, drawing clouds." The young woman went after the other books while remembering which books to pick up on which shelves to pick up. The red book had a pungent smell, as if it had been painted with blood and pain. Artemisia felt totally uncomfortable picking up that book, it was as if everything that had happened badly to her and that she had forgotten would come back with force and brutality because of that book.

Atlas, were here right here and right now and everything was exactly all I ever wanted. Our messy story was perfect. I looked into the mirror and shifted the little curls from my face. The door opened and Ginny walked back into the room. She was in her braidsmaid dress. A very pretty pink gown just like the other bridesmaids and her hair was packed into a bun with tiny curls falling on her face. She was eaten a doughnut and she looked so happy and hungry at the same time.

They had already gone through ten books, but Syanna felt like it was right under her nose. Then it hit her. Right under her nose. She glanced down at the spot she took the dragon book from, skimming the shelf for anything about vampires. Her heart leapt when she spotted a red book, with black lines all connecting to the centre where a ‘V’ sat. “This has to be it,” she mumbled to herself. “It has to be.” But as she tried to pry It open, the book wouldn’t budge. She dug her fingers between the pages, trying desperately to get it open, but it wouldn’t move.