Godsend Book Novels & Stories

There was a soft buzz, and a text consisting of symbols unfamiliar to me miraculously appeared on the paper. "Interesting," the Dean of Pathfinders said again, studying the paper. “Half of your blood comes from a mother in our world. But the second half is of particular interest. She clearly points to a father from the demonic world. Both parents are magically gifted, that's for sure. I see how the magic of fire and the magic of chaos are intertwined, forming a kind of symbiosis. Mmm. I could call this mixture: "the flame of chaos." Dimitri spoke calmly and thoughtfully, as if he were just another example.

And I decided to finally open the box's lid and looked at what was inside it. A thick and heavy book with ashes and golden powder shimmering on it. A portion of the cover was smudged, and that was never positive news. 'You meant, purposely smudged.' Ace commented. "This is something I have never seen before, Ace," I noted to my wolf in my head. 'I did. I know I have seen that book before,' my wolf carefully whispered, 'but I can't remember where.' Looking over at the book, if that's what it was even called, I took the golden envelope meticulously and opened its content.

She excused herself and went to her room. "Hello, Debs." Her mellow voice sounded through the phone. She initiated a video call, a few seconds later, a fair face with slightly plump cheeks, was revealed. Debbie is one of the most important friends she has. Adeline met her online on her book website. She was a fan of her works, Gradually, they became good friends. "Adel, how are you? It has been a long time, I saw your post, I really can't wait for you to conclude that book." The girl's heartily babbled.

The next page: "This god asked me to be the salvation of earthly beings, and gave me a book in which there were rituals and worship and commanded me to publish them, then he disappeared. These were his last words, my gift to you. The gift was a white mask with a bloody eye " The next page :"The prison was opened and I went out and i was sent back to the earth again. It was as if I had gone back in time to the first time in which someone who called himself the king of the gods chose me to be his messenger on earth. I went and spread the teachings of my greatest God and published the book as he commanded, Everything went fine until those who called themselves the gods sent an army to kill me,

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I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."

Of course, no names were written in the book—each world was represented only by a golden point of light. If my guess was correct, this was the one-of-a-kind travel grimoire known throughout the world as The Nine Realms Book of the Fire God. But why would Lan possess such a book? It was unbelievable. Suddenly, I recalled my conversation with Shia the night before. I had asked her whether someone as powerful as Lan could possibly be one of the Twelve Prime Gods.

I'm going to tell Mom and Dad you've been picking on me! [Viola, are you dead out there? Actually, it's better this way. I took the only thing that could have saved you—the Miracle Elixir. Now, death is your only choice! Just die already, it's better this way!] Dozens of venomous curses followed—each one so vicious that even the officers who had followed us fell into stunned silence. "Did... Jane sent these?" Charlie's hands trembled uncontrollably. He couldn't believe what he was reading, and the realization hit him like a physical blow—he was one of the people who had contributed to his daughter's death!

Let's do this. Giselle gave him a confused look while Hyun was too proud of himself. This book was the work of the God of Love. He put everything that he found all these years on how to improve one's love. Giselle opened the book. She saw it one time but did not pay much attention. "I t... h a s... m o r e... t h e n.... t h o u s a n d... p a g e s. W e... c a n... r a n d o m l y... t r y.. o n e.. t h i n g.... e a c h... d a y."

Cela remains disappointed. "C'mon. It's not like they bought everything. They just thought of giving the books as Christmas presents apart from the corporate giveaways. You must know that your mother enjoyed your first book so much. Too bad that she passed before the second one is out," Nanny Rita continued. "You've always been loyal to her," Cela said.