Light Mystery Books Novels & Stories

There were also immortal books made of multi-colored ancient jades, golden books covered with dazzling, lustrous golden lights, and even strange books enveloped by lightning. Alex was dumbfounded just by looking at them. He looked at the crowd around him and realized that no one looked in that direction. Even if he reminded them by making vague references, they failed to sense anything. Pigsy even came over and passed through the bookshelf, yet it found nothing. Sensing no anomaly, it was as if the bookshelves containing the bizarre books were utterly nonexistent. “Do you find this table a little odd?” Alex deliberately said after he walked to the table and knocked it.

But I had to admit, that was a good move. Walking towards the shelf, I started going through the books searching for that one book. Ten books. Fifty books. Before I knew it, my éyes started aching from staring at the books. Since Thaddeus warned me not to turn on any lights to avoid alerting the enemies of my return, the only light was from a small lantern he lent me. I was getting frustrated. If I was to go through all the books to determine the exact one, a whole day might not be enough either and with the time limit, I had to be fast.

He opened the book and then nothing happened. And then, the moment of truth arrived. The librarian flipped over to the next page, and a bright light burst forth, illuminating the library. “Yes!” I said excitedly as I watched from behind the doors. The air was filled with a still energy and the books on the shelves seemed to stir, as if awakening from a long slumber. I was Afraid the manor would awaken but I had to put faith in my capacity. As the light faded, the librarian remained motionless. Apparently trapped in my spell. Didn't take long for gravity to take over and his head was fast asleep on the table.

Everyone is taught the prophecy in primary school: "In the bygone era, the royals, beacons of luminance, relinquished their celestial radiance to shroud The Darkness, veiling it from their subjects, but only for an ephemeral epoch. For in the weaving of fate, an evil unseen shall unfurl The Darkness anew, a forecast foretold by the lamenting birds departing their ancestral throne." "A great tree, colossal and venerable, rent asunder by an inferno's fury, stands bifurcated—half in desolation, half in verdant resplendence."

I didn't want to have breakfast for fear of running into Darick. The door creaked as I turned the knob and entered the library. Dust particles still floated in the air, and I could barely see with the dimly lit chancellors. I walked down the aisles, holding my nose as the smell of musk filled my nostrils. I skimmed my fingers over the hardback books. Hmm, ‘Chronicles of the Blood Brothers.’ No, I don't want to read about the Blood Brothers' history. What's this? ‘Understanding your Supernatural Abilities.’

Lynx scrambled away, still laughing even as Nathaniel chased him through the underbrush, sparks flying from his fingertips. Lalaine shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "The grown-ups are more childish than the orphans," she whispered to the girls, leading them back toward the nun to show off their braided hair. ---- Meanwhile, the library was a tomb of silence. To Stella, it felt like an orphanage for old, forgotten books. She wandered the aisles until a spine on the highest shelf caught her eye. She climbed the rolling wooden ladder, her fingers trembling as she pulled the volume out. "The Moon Princess" was embossed on the cover. There was no author listed. She flipped it op

" I asked her and started to stand up. "They had an emergency, so they went back to the site." I nodded as if she can see me. "All right, wait for me. I love you!" then I hang up. I got the box under my bed and stared at the gifts I have there. I think that Raphael is weird, and he's playing with us. Why would he do such? He's so creepy. In this world and time, it isn't easy to trust. I got the violet plastic flowers and cards that he's given me. I segregated them all. I got a card and read the letter inside,

That is also the reason why she has been wandering in the library while quickly looking at the books that are trying to take her attention. Then, after a few minutes of looking, Crostelia felt something weird—as if there is a force that she couldn’t see that is trying to take her into a certain location in the library that doesn’t seem too special. So, the girl walked towards the place where her feelings were trying to take her. She took a couple of steps from where she was standing and immediately stopped when she reached the side of the most discreet bookshelf at the back that had a lot of dust. Then, she raised her head. As soon as her eyes lifted up, she caught a faint, silver, twinkling

They come armoured against dread. The light surprises them. Quiet. Unhurried. Moving in slow beautiful waves along surfaces that are not quite walls and not quite air. Not the light of any sun or flame or manufactured source. Something older than all of those. Something that has been here since before light had a name. At the center of it, in the place where the light is most concentrated and most still, there is a book.

It was nothing like I ever saw. I picked the book of shining light. It was a big book and it had such an inscribed and ancient design. On the cover, there was an evil looking being and an angelic being. They each were on fighting positions. It’s like they wanted to attack each other. Curiosity led me to open the book. My fingers stopped working when the pages of the book flipped open by themselves. I was astounded. It stopped at a page. A page I desperately read. And so it was said, that every millennium. A war between the brothers of light and the brothers of darkness shall take place. The…