Glint Book Novels & Stories

I, on the other hand, would walk toward the light and live life like I wanted. I rolled down the window, and winds came flowing in with the scent of flora. They also took away the last strand of Jackie's stench. That was the best ending ever.

But my real focus wasn’t my reflection. My focus was on the project. The clients. And the determination not to let Damien Hayes think I am not capable. I wore my old black heels. They pinched slightly, but they made me feel taller. _____________________________________________ At the Grand Arc Hotel, my nerves were like many little sparks tickling my skin. Golden light filtered down through the chandeliers. The chandeliers had a shape similar to an upside down crystal fountain. Light reflected off the marble floor. The floor was polished. Shadows of moving people became moving shadows.

Elaine spoke the words down into the glass; the magic seemed to hear her, and as she gave a tug, the lid lifted. The book beneath the glass peered through Elaine. The volumes’ binding was smooth leather, and the stitching was gold. Long, smooth letters were intricately painted across the front, and her hand brushed them softly. It was the most precious book in the world. Reaching down, she pulled it out and flipped to the page she desired. There it was in thick black letters, the word luck. The pages of the book were filled with names and places, a guide to every gifted being in the land. It was centuries old and was only written on by the top magistrate himself, the king’s second in command

I smiled and said gently, "Is that so? Congratulations, Catherine. But… I'll have to decline. Send him my best." The call ended. I drifted to the balcony, where Celandre's skyline stretched before me, a forest of steel and glass. Drawing a deep breath, I looked into the boundless sky and let a serene smile curve my lips. Goodbye, Liam. Goodbye… to my past.

I pull back with a gasp, but no one else seems to notice the golden glow that is beginning to permeate through the book. I look up at the men. “Do you see that?” I whisper as the words begin to shift, and the writing begins to change. They all shake their heads and gaze down at the book intently. Creighton looks back at me in question. “What do you see?” I shake my head as I try to form words. I’m sure I look like a gaping fish. “I…I…the book is glowing, and the words are changing into…” I have to stop because my body begins to get cold, and my vision begins to dim. The glow intensifies and spills out of the book, moving like dribbling water in my direction. I try to back away, but it’s like

Slightly frustrated by his shortcoming,he divided some of his aura that was mixed with his will and make it enter these shiny thinks that are like fireflies hovering around him that were and still two creature that can make anyone shit his pants with their skinless and huge ten meter tall and four meter wide bodies, and eyes like soccer balls that can turn around like a lizard starving looking for food, with jaws that can devoured a cow in one fell swoop, with fangs like spears hanging in their mouth hangry to stab something, anything that can move. Through one of those flickering lights, a dazed old man, he walks like drank fool after a miserable missed up day of bad luck , yellow sands f

“I can smell you, Helen. We have to get to the ceremonial dinner soon. I don’t have time to chase you and—” The book rattled in a dim, blue shade of light before the book busted alive between my mate and I. his eyes widened in horror. He ran to my side, pulling me to my feet and away from the table. The mysterious, glowing book threw itself wide open and the pages flittered through the air, turning themselves over one by one in a fluttering motion. I gasped, clinging to Justin’s warm, muscular chest and we both watched on in horror. “What have you done, mate?...” Justin whispered, the book abruptly stopping on a page in the middle. It laid wide open, displaying a bright, cyan hue through the

It was possible. I went back home with Ken and we were welcomed with cheese sandwiches by Annalise. It was so delicious. Since Annalise would be moving around the house a lot, I had to sneak the secret creatures book to my room. I got to the O’ Brian’s library and took Ken’s book. Then my pendant started to glow. the glow was a light gray almost not visible that it was reacting until I decided to walk, and the glowing became intense. I moved down the aisle in hopes of finding whatever it was that the pendant wanted and stopped at a book. It looked familiar. It was the same one with no cover and no words on the pages. Weird. I picked it up and my pendant went frantic. I almost lost balance af

He was tense, yet guarded. Mira’s fingers brushed the book’s strange, metallic binding. It was warm, almost alive. Her breath caught when the cover shifted under her touch, symbols lighting up in a soft glow—cool blue at first, then gold, then white-hot silver. The ancient runes shimmered across the surface, forming a spiral before parting like a curtain. Inside, a single handwritten passage shimmered faintly, ink glowing in an ethereal shade of moonlight. She'd never seen this before.

The moment my fingers made contact, the symbols flared to life, glowing with a golden light that seemed to pulse in time with my heartbeat. The door swung open, revealing a vast chamber beyond. "Welcome, Elena," a voice echoed through the chamber. "We've been expecting you." --- The chamber was magnificent. It was vast, its ceiling lost in shadows, its walls lined with crystals that pulsed with an inner light. In the center of the chamber stood a pedestal, and on that pedestal rested a book, its pages glowing with the same golden light that had welcomed me. I moved toward it, my feet silent on the polished stone floor. As I drew closer, I could see that the book was not just a book. It was a