Glint Book 소설 & 이야기

Thank you SO MUCH for reading "Not All That Glitters." I began writing this novel July of 2019, and made it my official NaNo project. The last chapter was posted at the end of November 2019. I've completely fallen in love with my characters, and spent tons of time developing them! I hope you've enjoyed reading about Whitney and Hollis. <3 I'd really love to hear from you if you enjoyed my novel! Knowing how many people love and enjoy this book really makes a difference to me, every last reader is appreciated. I write not only for myself, but for you too!

Well, while I caught my breath. While Orion scanned our surroundings, peering through the narrow gaps in between each shelf to the maze beyond, I found myself looking over the books at our backs. There were tombs both big and small, thick and thin, bound in various types of leathers and fabrics. Some had thick layers of dust clinging to them, while others appeared almost new. Another shelf moved, opening a path directly ahead of us. Towards the bottom sat a book that glowed, emitting a golden light brighter than that of the torches. It pulsated, flickering and dancing, and I had the strangest thought that it was calling out to me.

It slashed through the night sky, sweeping a terrifying force toward them. All three of them were subjected to extremely oppressive forces. When the blade glow was blasted at them, they all spread out into the area. The cave was split apart by that blade’s glow. A loud bang was heard, followed by the rise of a black light pillar into the sky. A black book was seen flying into the sky while trapped in the pillar. “The Glinting Tome!” The trio spread in the area soared into the air as soon as they saw this book. Tyr appeared at the crucial moment with his body surrounded by the golden runes. He turned into a stream of light as he rushed up to the tome.

Her eyes widened as she read the faded words etched onto it: The Curse of the Moonstone. Opening it, her hands shook, but once her fingers glided onto the pages, a strange, pungent sensation conquered her. It felt as though her hand was stuck to, almost attached to the book. She tugged on it to pull it back, but it just would not move, as the book held onto her. These pages started to glow, and from the words spilt a soft, golden light. She stared, transfixed, as the glow intensified and the letters rearranged themselves to form new words right before her eyes.

Rowyn POV “This one looks ancient as fuck,” I muttered, dragging a dusty, leather bound beast of a book towards me. The cover had a silver sigil that pulsed faintly, like it was breathing. Kyren leaned over. “It’s humming.” “No shit,” I said, flipping it open. Aster whistled low. “Uh… Rowyn? That page is glowing.” Yeah. No kidding. The script wrote itself as we watched, ink blooming across the yellowed parchment like spilled wine.

I touch its glass cover and to my surprise, it vanishes in just a snap. The book floats mid-air and emits blinding light. It starts glowing and the pages start to turn. A few moments afterward, the pages stop turning. The glow starts to vanish, and the book moves toward my hand. Just like the book I was reading earlier, it has a leather hardbound cover and its title are embroidered with gold. 'The Untold' I said as I've read the title. I turn the cover and start reading once again. ----- THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW

A book was sticking out from the shelf above us, its spine a glimmering gold that seemed to catch the light. My eyes widened, and I pointed up at it. “Look!”

My fingers glide over the front cover of a book, 'History of Witches,’ I read out loud. I open the book and peer down at a list of names with birth dates and town of birth. I flick through the pages until the last name on the list starts to glow, 'Anna Glint. Healer’s Coven,’ I read. A sudden breeze makes me turn and face the red velvet curtain.

she said, reaching for the ledger. The moment her fingers touched the cover, pain lanced through her hand. She gasped, jerking back, but it was too late. Blood welled from a tiny cut on her palm, a cut that hadn't been there before, and dripped onto the ledger's cover. The book absorbed the blood like parched earth drinking rain, then it began to glow. Silvercrest runes materialized across the cover, shifting and rearranging themselves. With a soft click, the book fell open to the first page.

Kwen's POV: I sat on my bed and picked my phone up to check the time. It was about 4:30 in the morning. I sat the phone down and picked the book up. I crossed my legs and laid the book on my lap, gently wiping my hand across the front cover. As if the book knew I was ready to recieve what was inside, it began to glow. I took a deep breath and went to open it to the first page. As I shifted the book to open, it's as if the book had a mind of its own. The pages flipped to mid book. I sat in shock as they kept flipping, until it stopped. I cautiously rested my hands on the pages. They glowed a bright golden color. Slowly, the words went from a golden color and turned a bright red. As soon as I