Limitless Book Novels & Stories

Kendra looked into the room and saw nobody, but she was attracted by a vast and luxurious wall of books. “Wow! So many books!” Kendra felt excited. The books in this room were even more than the library of her school. It must be the book room inside this castle. Kendra pushed the door and walked in slowly. “Oh my god!” She stood in front of the book wall and sighed again. Kendra glanced at the books and found they were all limited editions. Ordinary people couldn’t afford them at all. Why did this castle have so many cherished books? Kendra climbed the wooden ladder curiously and found an interesting book. She opened it and started reading.

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to push back the boundaries of the "All." "It’s the 'Last-Breath' of the 'Nothing'," Lucas’s roar echoed through the collapsing dimensions. "It wants to 'Close-the-Book,' but we are 'Writing-Faster' than it can 'Read'! We are 'Inflating' the 'Story' into 'Infinity'!"

I’ve already given everything I had, and now God wants to take my last precious thing, my world, my Misthi. I went to the terrace, just wanting some peace. When I reached the last few stairs, my legs gave up. I sank down, sitting on the cold steps. Tears started to fall, my whole body trembling. “Why, God why me, always?” I whispered. “I can’t take it anymore. Please, help me” But deep inside, I knew no one would help me. No one ever did. For the first time, I felt truly broken. Misthi’s words echoed in my head

•••• The breakroom’s quiet, just the low hum of the fridge and the occasional pop of the microwave. I’m halfway through stabbing at a limp salad when my phone buzzes beside me. I open the text, giggling. Ares B.: Hiding out in the breakroom? Or are you just avoiding human interaction like usual? I grin, thumb already moving. Scarlett: Strategic isolation. I deserve this moment of peace after saving your launch timeline this morning. Who even puts a meeting before ten am. I chuckle, biting a piece of cabbage. I almost hear him chuckle on the other end as three dots bubble up and down at the bottom right corner of my phone.

With Summer, I learned that a woman's love was a quiet stream of generosity. She wanted to shower me with every wonderful thing under the sun. That belief held until the day I spotted a familiar figure at the coffee shop door.

Ordinarily, I would experience a surge of anxiety, wondering what new danger lay ahead. Not today, though, as I did not even bother looking. Rather, I went directly to my inbox and erased every single message. Distractions and baggage are gone. "This is who I am now." I muttered, letting go of the burden of my history. "I have no knowledge of previous events. All of it is behind me.I felt brave and liberated for the first time in years.

I had expected something else and not for it to be all that easy. “The book is right here” Augustus said and showed us the book. It looked ordinary and carried no presence to it. “Let me see it” I said and took the book from him. Immediately our hands touched the book a sudden light erupted from it, striking Augustus and me. I felt a searing pain tear my body into two and for a moment, I could watch my body lying weakly on the floor. Elana said some chants and closed the book. It took great force and the pain increased by the minute. Slowly, my eyes closed, and I was welcomed into the darkness.

“Some people protect worlds. Some protect memories. But someone must protect the stories that make both worth saving.” 🌌 The infinite library stretched beyond imagination. Shelves rose higher than mountains. Books floated through the air like stars. Millions. Billions. Perhaps trillions. 📖✨📖 Each book contained a life. A memory. A dream. A story. ⸻ Ilyaan stood frozen at the entrance. The silver-haired woman watched him quietly.