Novel & Cerita Invisible Library Series

She stepped inside, the scent of old books and mildew wrapping around her like bad memories. The place was as quiet as a wault, with rows of bookshelves stretching into the distance. A few scattered tables sat under flickering fluorescent lights, and the dust in the air felt thick enough to choke on. Leila found the history section and grabbed the book Tom had mentioned. Eduard Yellen’s "masterpiece" on German aristocracy and their ties to ancient power. It was thick, the kind of book that could double as a doorstop or a weapon, depending on circumstances. She flipped through the pages, her eyes scanning the boring content, but she wasn’t really reading. Her mind was elsewhere, piecing toget

I said. We stepped toward the white square in the sky. As we moved, the world around us began to dissolve into raw binary. I felt the White Seed in my heart beginning to pulse, pulling me toward the source. But as we reached the edge of the Void, a new message appeared in my vision. Not in gold. Not in red. In **Violet**. **[HIDDEN PROTOCOL: USER 'SILAS' HAS DEPLOYED A MIRROR.]** I looked back. Silas wasn't lying on the floor anymore. He was standing, his arms outstretched, his body turning into a massive, shimmering mirror that reflected the entire Void.

"Danny, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken your spot that day. I'm really sorry…" Lyra didn't understand death yet. She tugged at Mom's sleeve and asked innocently, "Mom, when will Daniel wake up? I want to play puzzles with him." I watched in silence as my body grew lighter, fading away piece by piece, like morning dew burned away by sunlight. I was disappearing, as if I had never existed. I had once resented my parents, envied Joe and Lyra, and held grudges against Uncle Ben. Now, all of it felt meaningless. Love and hate alike had dissolved, leaving only emptiness in their place.

A single bulb casts a dim, flickering light, throwing eerie shadows across the space. “This is where I keep the things I don’t want anyone to see,” Ivan says, releasing my wrist and gesturing around us. “Congratulations, Lilah. You’ve made it to the heart of the beast.” I step back, my eyes darting around the space. “Why are you showing me this?” “Because you need to understand,” he says, his voice sharp and unyielding. “You think you’re clever, sneaking around my office. But you’re playing a game you can’t win.”

Lucien paused. “There is no additional level on the architectural schematics.” I held her gaze. “There is.” Her eyes flicked back to me. “You didn’t tell him?” “No.” Lucien’s silver eyes narrowed slightly. “Interesting.” I walked toward the final sealed door at the end of the corridor. This one required more than retina. More than DNA. I pressed my palm against the center plate. Inferno answered. Flame, invisible , threaded into the locking mechanism. The door unlocked with a low, resonant hum. Zenith’s breath caught slightly. “What’s down there?” she asked. “Prototype chamber,” I said evenly.

being strong is the only choice. “Incoming,” she muttered, rushing to his side. Caleb jumped over the window and stood on the edge, holding one hand on the edge of the window and the other to help Care to take the first step. She slowly jumped next to him, clutching her diary tightly. Before they could take another careful step, the table was knocked down, the door was half-opened. Both of them saw a person fully dressed in black, like a spy and having an awful wolf mask. The wolf's mask looked like a real wolf's skin more than a mask. They can’t tell whether it’s men or women. That person is holding two axes in each hand. They can’t stare at it for more than a minute.

“Since the rest of the library was empty I assume that the necromancer walked to the abandoned house, took the books off the shelves and forgot this one behind” Elizabeth opened the book and rummaged through the pages “This is a harmless book for the most part, it is mostly cabalist magic or ones based on bending nature…nothing too sinister, with some exceptions, but significant since a lot of people practising magic use the book as an initiation” the enthusiasm on her voice was contiguous, it was definitely a clue. She smiled as she perused trough the tome while she reached a page that was titled invisibility, the book suggested it was a ring there was a footnote about it being more of a cl

The Invisible Man. The librarian smiled. “Oh, yes,” she chuckled. “For Halloween, you know.” I thought of James West out for a stroll at midnight in the fog. “You wouldn’t happen to have anything in that index about an old TV show? Saturday Nightmares?” She pursed her lips slightly and walked out from behind the desk to a large wooden cabinet full of small drawers. She glanced at her watch, then pulled out one of the drawers and shuffled through the tiny cards inside, pausing once to pull out a card, then another a few seconds later.

STARLETTE From the book I had read about the Invisibles, I learned their power was tied to a burning candle. If the candle were extinguished, their invisibility would cease. I had a strong suspicion that the candle burning on the stone before me was the very source of their power. Its presence here, in Silas’ pack, could mean only one thing—Silas was the mastermind we had been hunting all along. And the red-haired witch we encountered the other day was none other than Lila.

**Can be read as a standalone*** Warning ⚠️ ⛔️ Do not read this if you're yet to finish the first book in series, A Baby for the Beast. You'll only get spoilers... 🩸 ... Blurb: ""I sailed a dangerous ship in disguise of a man. To know the truth behind my parent's disappearance, I swore to enter the mysterious palace at all cost. I didn't research. I didn't know what I was getting into.