Inner Earth Books Novels & Stories

Zavian I was very interested in the reason why they needed me to lug this heavy fucking book. I hadn’t touched this book in years. I haven’t needed to. I personally didn’t know any of the Meridian. So, needless to say, when Emerald asked me if I have a book with all their symbols within it piqued my interest. I could see why Emerald would be interested in it, but when she said that Devon and Nate asked her to ask me about the book, I found that weird. The fact that no one outside the magic community had even heard, so when she said that, I was intrigued.

The moment he finished it, the room twisted, walls bent inward, the floor rippled like a tide and with a sudden rush of sound and heat, they were somewhere else. A chamber of obsidian stone, glowing with runes. A throne carved from black bone. She stumbled back. “What the hell is this?” “My domain,” Guriel said, stepping beside her. “We’re not in your world anymore.” Jolene’s breath caught. She looked around, her heart pounding, not from fear, but wonder. The Infernal Court wasn’t fire and brimstone. It was sharp beauty. Dark magic that hummed through the stone and into her bones.

The four of them watch as I slit ancient tape and the box sags and falls apart. ***** JAMES Books. What's new? She's consistent... 'Principles of Geology' by Charles Lyell - well-thumbed, 'The Merchant of Venice', 'Marvels of Pond Life' by Henry Slack - very dog-eared... The list goes on and the only thing any of the texts have in common is that they all look well-used. A second-hand bookstore would describe them as slightly foxed, but it looks as though the bears, the boars and the badgers have been at them too.