Glint Book Novels & Stories

I genuinely appreciate it. Have lots of good time reading the rest chapters and enjoying this book. Love y'all, Gem 💎 Lynne 😚 SPECIAL LITTLE GIFT So, dear reader, below is a sneak peek of book 2 which I'm already working on. Enjoy 🥳 ________________________________ Sophie lay on the opulent bed in a glamorous room, its dim light casting a warm, golden hue over the luxurious furnishings. The bed's silk sheets felt cool against her skin, and the scent of jasmine lingered in the air.

But as it hit the iron blade, it began to smoke. **[ERROR: UNAUTHORIZED DATA MODIFICATION]** **[CRITICAL FAILURE: NARRATIVE CORRUPTION DETECTED]** I slammed the bloody sword into the ground. "I am Kaima!" I roared. "And I am the **Glitch**!" A wave of black static erupted from the sword. It wasn't beautiful. It was terrifying. It looked like ink spilled on a painting, spreading out and erasing the silver suits, the white staffs, and the perfect faces of the Shareholders.

My eyes close and the last thing I see is a reddish glow. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

She chanted, her eyes still closed. The book before started glowing making the seal unlocked and the book opened to the middle. Glinda opened her eyes, looking at the blank page of the book. Just then, writing started appearing on the blank page. " Tonight is the night of the full moon " Glinda read out and almost immediately, the writing started erasing off by itself. Glinda's eyes widened in horror and she sprang up. " Axion " She mumbled. ×. ×. ×

He doesn’t show it to me, flipping through it himself. When he turns to show it to me, the book is named Gluttony. “I knew I’ve heard that name before. Revel is a Sin; Gluttony to be exact. Can you tell me if the man you spoke to looked like this?” he asks, leaning over to hand me the book. Swallowing nervously, I glance down at the illustration. There’s no doubting it’s him.

She gazed down at the book in her lap, her fingers tracing the intricate stitching on the cover. She had never seen such a book before, nor felt the immense power that lingered within its pages. Its tan leather cover hummed beneath her touch as her fingers curled over the edge, ready to lift the cover. Nothing. She tried to pry open the book, but it simply wouldn't budge. A golden glow enveloped her vision, and a whisper danced inside her mind. Lily.

"The guy at the bookstore. Why can you smile at him like that? Even without your smile, he's already interested in you. But you captivate him with your beautiful smile." Gladwin expressed it with a hint of annoyance he didn't try to hide. Gladwin was jealous? Of a stranger who introduced himself? Flavia didn't even share her phone number. But Gladwin reacted this way? "And that number eighteen." He continued. Flavia furrowed her brow even more.

I kept walking toward the back wall then I saw something strange. A soft golden glow appeared between two massive bookshelves I walked past a thousand times. It was a hidden section. The books here looked ancient, their leather spines shimmering faintly. Titles like The Touch of Shadows, Bound by Moonlight, and Whispers After Dark seemed to pulse with their own light. My fingers trembled as I reached out and pulled one book from the shelf. It felt warm, almost alive. I was so curious to see so I opened it slowly.

The banner still burned above the atrium ceiling. Moore / Calder Bright. Unyielding. A symbol Briarcrest believed it had forged. Nyx looked back at Alaric. “Here’s the real question,” she said. “What question?” Her smile sharpened slightly. “When we break…” Thunder rumbled faintly beyond the academy walls. “what else breaks with us?”

“We could surely use them.” She nodded and sighed into his chest, blowing her warm breath into his shirt. “Agreed. But I don’t know how we could ever go about finding one; they look just like you and me.” His teeth bit into the inside of his lip as he thought and slid his fingers up and down her arm. “What else do you know about them?” Her shoulders shrugged, but then she pushed up from his chest. “Wait! There is something. They glow.” She sat up out of his arm and looked at the bookshelf. “That’s right! The shine.” She jumped up from the chair, rushed to the shelf, and went from book to book until her fingers found the correct title. “This one. Can you get it, please?”