Novel & Cerita Inside A Book

She opens it by trailing a zig zag pattern and chanting something my mind cannot even grasp. My stomach muscles churn as anxiety and eagerness are flooding me the moment we step inside. I release the breath I didn’t know I was holding after I scan the surroundings of a pretty much regular room, a table with four chairs in the middle, and a bookshelf holding some old, dusty, worn out books that seem to disintegrate any minute now. “A library within another library.” Blake voices looking around, his eyes conflicted. Kendra motions us to have a seat, and then she takes out a large book from the shelves, we flinch as the book hits the table with a thud.

I walked further down the aisle until I read the centre of the room. I found myself drawn to a particularly large book that was sitting on a stand in the center of the room. I approached it with reverence and delicately opened the cover. The pages were yellowed with age and the ink was slightly faded, but the illustrations were still vibrant. I was entranced.

It was a library. Lyra gasped, amazed at the amount of books that are there. As a person that likes books too, they drew at her. She walked shelf after shelf, looking through the back of the books and the insides. She must have lost track of time. She held a book in her hand, reading so engrossed. There were red smears to the back of the book and she wondered if that's the way the book cover is. She knew the exact moment she wasn't alone anybody.

“I didn’t want to believe it, but I can’t ignore it anymore.” I flipped the book open carefully, my heart racing. The pages were thick and yellowed with age, the language unfamiliar and strange. It wasn’t just any book, it was something darker, something forbidden. I had never seen it before in my life but just flipping through the pages already felt like I was being led in a narrow hallway and I was struggling to breathe and find my way out of it. “Where did you find this?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Axel shrugged, his eyes still locked on the book. “In his study. Hidden behind some old scrolls. I’ve never seen it before. But what matters is what’s inside.”

Kaitlyn heard a clicking sound on her ears, from the earrings that Frank insisted her to use sounded with Jello's voice on it. "These room is full of books." She replied. "Good! now look at the inscription printed in the card." She heard him saying. " Oh I get it now it is the old card catalog!" Kaitlyn exclaimed she easily found the book that was identified in the card that she got from the drawer but what amazes her more is the content of the book. On the outside was a hardbound cover but the inside was totally hollow and a box was in place and the contents varies from maps, disks, flashdrive and written notes and vials wrap in carefully.

Mathias warns me to not open it. “Well, there’s only one way to find out,” Tawny flips the simple catch on the box and opens the lid. Inside is a single leather-bound book, about five or six inches thick, with pressed paper. The book was indeed old. I lift the book out, place it next to the box it came in and open the cover. “Well, that sucks,” Clicking her tongue and throwing her hands on her hips, Tawny says, “Are all the pages written in code?”

A lockbox is fixed to the wall–built within it. The room blurs. I forget where I am as I send my powers into the lockbox. Metal sizzles until the frame comes loose from the wall, and the little metal door falls into my hand. I toss it behind me and reach inside, praying, my fingertips grazing cash and jewelry before finding… the book. “Yes,” I hiss, smiling deliriously as I pull the book from its hiding place, clutching the small, black leather cover and rocking back on my heels. I flip through the pages, confirming it’s the copy, the only book of its kind in existence.

Why in the world did he have all of these for? My fingers danced along the spines of the book in curiosity. I pulled out each book slightly, hoping like my library one of them would reveal some secret compartment. I stopped as one book caught my attention. It didn’t feel solid like the other books. It was too light. “Penn, I think I’ve got something.” I pulled it out. It was a black book with no title. I opened it to discover it was a hollow book. A velvet box, slightly smaller than the book, was hidden inside of it. I opened the box and smiled.

I think of my devious plan as I choose a book to read in Deimos's private library. Sitting on the warm couch in front of the window, I begin to shut down my thoughts letting the book devourer me. Further into the book, I became so engrossed that I didn't notice that there was another Alpha in the room sitting opposite to me. Keeping my eyes on the page, my hands reach towards the coffee cup on the side table.

The library. It’s quiet when I step inside. The tall doors creak shut behind me. I pause, just looking around. The room is massive, larger than any I’ve ever seen. Shelves stretch from floor to ceiling, packed with books of all shapes and sizes. A domed ceiling lets soft light pour in from the glass above, casting everything in a warm golden glow. It’s like my own personal heaven.