Libro Excalibur Novels & Stories

The runes ignited, one by one, in violet fire. The air thickened. Wind howled. The soil trembled beneath their feet. And then—the altar cracked open. A blinding surge of light shot upward, tearing through the mist. The ground split, and a small obsidian chest rose from within, glowing faintly red. Inside lay a single black-bound book wrapped in silver chains—the Book of the Damned. Kael stepped forward slowly. “After all this time…” He reached toward it— —and the forest screamed. A flare of silver light cut through the trees as figures emerged from the mist—The Order. Dozens of cloaked hunters, blades drawn, crossbows gleaming with runes.

Then it solidified, hollow-eyed and grinning: a raven’s skull, the bones black as obsidian, the eye sockets gleaming with unseen fire. Patricia leaned back slightly, smirk tugging at her lips. “Beautiful.” Gloria’s eyes glimmered with a hint of unease. “It’s alive.” Elara didn’t answer. She only stared, satisfied, her hand hovering above the raven skull, feeling its pulse through the shadows and the ink. In the quiet room, candle flames flickered against walls lined with dark magic, and the three of them waited, patient predators, for the chaos they would unleash.

He looked exactly like Jackson, but with a gaze that had seen the end of the world and decided it was a "Necessary Outcome" He didn't hold a scepter; he held a Book made of First Alpha’s Rib, its pages a needle of Absolute Redaction that held the power to "Delete" any carnal memory that didn't fit the West’s quarterly projections. "Eryx," I whispered, the name tasting like cold salt on my tongue. He didn't look at me with hunger; he looked at me with Assessment. He held the book with the casual grace of a scholar preparing for a routine lecture.

No one answered him because they were all thinking the same thing. If the Belmars had reached the library first... Then the Codex might already be gone. * * * * * They searched methodically. Valkyrie inspected the walls, tapping lightly against the stone with the hilt of her sword. Rynese wandered through the shelves, muttering the strange book titles under his breath. "The First Blood Oath..." "Chronicles of the Eastern Clans..." "Origins of the Moon Throne..." "Who reads this stuff?" he whispered. "You would if your life depended on it," Valkyrie replied without looking up. "Fair point."

Even from atop the wall, Elara could feel powerful magic radiating from it. Old magic. Ancient magic. The chest was carefully opened. Inside rested a single book. --- Gasps erupted among the nobles. The book looked older than anything most of them had ever seen. Its leather cover was cracked with age. Silver symbols decorated the binding. The moment Elara looked at it, something inside her stirred. Recognition. Not conscious recognition. Something deeper. Something instinctive. The Alpha lifted the book carefully. "This is the Chronicle of Luna." Even Lucien's eyes narrowed.

It wasn’t male either. It was both. And neither. And it knew him. He slammed the book shut. The flames on the torches flickered. > “Someone’s protecting her. Someone older than any of us.” Alex turned to leave—but before he did, he noticed one book... tucked deep into the wall, half-hidden behind a cracked obsidian skull. Its title glowed faintly: “The First-born Flame: Records of the One Who Watched the Moon.” He reached for it. But the moment his fingertips touched the leather, the runes around the library pulsed—and the book… vanished.

I go the opposite way, painstakingly reading each and every title. “Callie!” Alice exclaims excitedly. “I think I found something.” I hurry over, seeing her pull a smaller black book off the shelf. There’s no title on this book, only a gold Baphomet overlaid on the leather. “The Book of the Beast,” I whisper, eyes lighting up. “I think you did find something.” She cracks the spine and I lean over, heart racing. And then the library doors open and close with a boom, echoing throughout the entire room. Alice and I both jump, and she quickly shoves the book into her cloak.

It might lead to a psychotic break or life-threatening situation for severe cases. Sabastian was taken aback for a moment. Then, he brushed it off and sneered, "It does make a little sense. Now, tell me, where did you learn that?" "I read about that from an ancient book," Darryl replied indifferently! "Which ancient book?" Sabastian asked. Darryl laughed. "No comment!" The Infinite Elixir Manual recorded the essence of alchemy in the world, and it also recorded details of countless elixirs. It was an amazing and precious book. How could Darryl release the information to them?

So many things could go wrong. It was a horrible idea. “That’s not a good idea.” Lexa noticed that Elliot became quiet and simple. She didn’t bother to ask further. She knew something about it made him uneasy. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” “It’s fine.” He gave her a faint smile. “This is the Book of answers, we’ll use it after we search through the Tome of mermaids.” He opened the Tome of mermaids. Lexa stood and accompanied him in reading it. He opened to the contents. “This will show the page the history of Seareign starts.”

“Don’t you understand? That book... is a gold mine of knowledge!” “Er...” “That’s Vevila’s Grimoire! Her witch’s bible!” I dropped the book in shock. ________________