Lost Book Of Enki Novels & Stories

Euphenia asked inquisitively, "Is that the scroll page from the Numenopus, the book of the Old Gods?" Rhain, "No idea about any book. What do you mean?" Euphenia, "This is a missing page from the Numenopus. It is fabled to be kept somewhere in Lunaveria. The book has the history of the Bracelet and other rituals which were practiced by the old Gods. They were powerful practices and thus were forbidden by others. Serkhet stole that page from the book to take control of the Bracelet. After her fall the book was handed over to the werewolf king and since then it has been guarded by them. Being your natural enemy Lunaveria guards the book against falling into the hands of the vampires."

Drake’s eyes lit up when he saw the book, the blazing orange was hard to look at but was mesmerizing all the same, “The path of the one and the end of the thirteen, I never thought I would get to see it,” “You can be the one to translate, I never was good with enochian,” Ellie said with a smile as she slid the book to the entrancing Dragon-shifter, “So, you're really going to give us a history lesson, right now?” questioned Valaria as her amethyst eyes darted between Drake and Ellie,

Knight recalled. “This power inside us may come in handy, but it also comes at a price. A huge price. Before Amelia could read the name of this thing, the book was burned in her hand,” Ren explained in a shorter version. I went to open my suitcase and picked up the envelope. I gave it to Zarah. “That’s the only piece I have. We’ve searched everywhere for that book, but we couldn’t find a copy of it. And the worst part is, we didn’t even know the name of the book.”

I ask the group as we all grab a coffee and head over to the brainstorming section that Gabriel had set up for us, I must say I quite like it. "Well, that is easy, I know someone who owes me a favor and they will have a press conference about how ludicrous this entire ordeal is, we can blame it on wolves and cults. As in actual wolves, not the ones who turn into humans and cults as in human extremists. Is everyone happy with that?" everyone nods in agreement and picks up the books. I happened to pick up the book of Enoch. As in the book that was removed from the bible, I look up at Gabriel and wave the book very subtly and he nods his head, confirming my suspicion with a cute smirk at the en

Then: “You forgot.” “He made you forget.” “Do not say his name aloud.” We stared. “What does it mean?” Nyx whispered. Mia flipped the page. More ink appeared: “The Seventh is not made of what you are.” “The Seventh is made of what you lost.” Nyx’s POV I reached for the book. But as soon as I touched it— Gone. The pedestal was empty. The ink vanished. The pages unwrote themselves. And I didn’t remember why we were in the library.

“Ten years ago, Leticia cut out your eye because she needed it… for this book. It’s been waiting for a guardian for almost three thousand years. Every time I get or use magic, the book would sense it and automatically update anything new to itself. Like… a self-writing encyclopedia of dark magic, I guess you could say. Leticia was doing her best to keep it safe for the first thousand years, but things became more dangerous when Christianity became accepted by humans. Pan agreed to keep it hidden if I kept him safe. I kept up my end of that deal and so did he. Now that it has a guardian, that’s why we can take it home.” “Me. I’m the guardian of your book?” He looks over my shoulder at the boo

We need to find the key" he said. His man that just entered furrowed his eyebrows. He had no idea what was happening. "Lost blood? Key?" He thought. "How do we find the key master?" He asked. "It's no ordinary key. It's a book. That book can lead us to the girl once the power is activated. That means, once she has reached the age to be sacrifice, the book will be awoken" he said. "Oh" he murmured and lowered his gaze. Slowly, he was understanding how everything worked.

"And you believe Amaris had this grimoire?" "I am certain of it," Zavian replied in a firm tone. He leaned slightly closer as his shadow elongated in the flickering torchlight. "What confuses me, however, is how it came into her possession. The Grimoire of Ebon Aeternum has been lost for centuries, hidden from all who would seek it. Yet... if the myths are true, she may not have found it at all. Rather, it may have found her." Alaric's eyes burned with intensity. "Explain."

Eric said; his tone dark and gloomy. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I stared between Eric and Mirage. “You are the only one who can get into the kingdom and speak to the King. The King also holds something dear to the coven that we need back. You are the only one who can get close enough to him to retrieve our item.” “What item?” I asked skeptically. “A spell book,” Mirage answered. “It belonged to your mother. It is a powerful spell book. It can only be used by Enigma wolves.”

Terribly wrong. "He's changed," Siron whispered, more to himself. "Since the tomb... he's fighting something inside him." Kit took a deep breath. "You said your mother told you to look for records. We brought this book." He produced a thick book he had managed to grab from the shelf before fleeing. Its cover was worn brown, inscribed with Gothic letters: Die Verlorenen Chroniken von Aethelford (The Lost Chronicles of Aethelford). The Self-Falling Book. When the hands chased them, this book had slid from the high shelf and fallen right in front of Siron's feet, as if pointing to itself.