Mind Blown Book Novels & Stories

“Yes sir!” the men replied. Once more, Zephyr laid his eyes on the books, his gaze rested on one of them. The book was covered in a layer of dust and was made of bamboo. It looked unique. “Thunderfoot?” Zephyr muttered as he opened the book, reading its contents. A wave of excitement washed over him. He excitedly flipped through the pages, carefully memorizing the technique’s intricate steps.

I touch its glass cover and to my surprise, it vanishes in just a snap. The book floats mid-air and emits blinding light. It starts glowing and the pages start to turn. A few moments afterward, the pages stop turning. The glow starts to vanish, and the book moves toward my hand. Just like the book I was reading earlier, it has a leather hardbound cover and its title are embroidered with gold. 'The Untold' I said as I've read the title. I turn the cover and start reading once again. ----- THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW

There was a table. Books stacked on it. Not like the ones I used to see at home. These looked older. Some of them had markings on the covers I didn’t understand. I walked closer. My fingers hovered over one of them before I touched it. The cover felt rough. Worn. I opened it slowly. The pages were filled with symbols. Not letters. Not words I knew. Shapes. Lines. Things that looked like drawings but weren’t. I frowned. “What is this…?” I flipped a page.

No one noticed it, but Malison. Coming to his senses, he slammed his hand down on the shelves. The books flew down, toppling over in a mass. The wind rose, and the dust gathered around, causing both guys to cough so hard, their chests and noses were blocked by the dust. After a couple of minutes, and on the verge of blowing away, they grabbed the shelving handles and slowly and carefully, turning their back to the explosion, the books reassembled in their own columns. The guys' eyes widened in shock, holding back their reactions. Everywhere became so quite like a graveyard. The screen was surreal, and when they stood up, they couldn't believe it. "What! I don't get it! How is it possible tha

I’ve done what I can and I hope it’s enough. He slams into me, causing me to stumble. Right as I am about to go down, there’s heat that suddenly wells up in me. A connection explodes within me and I hear a loud howl in the distance. At the same time, Levantus stirs weakly on the ground.

Blade's POV The Book. The word sat in my chest like a stone. Book? I turned it over in my mind. What book? For half a second it meant nothing … and then it meant everything, and the meaning hit me so hard I forgot how to breathe. Could it be? Could she possibly mean that Book? I looked down at her limp in my arms, her face gray and slack, and the shock locked up my whole body. My lungs wouldn’t fill. Because there was only one Book that mattered. Only one Book that anyone would whisper about with her dying breath, sealed away in a place like this.

Gabriella. FLAMES! That was all I could see right at this very moment. Everything around me spun around in 360° and my heart felt like it was just about to jump right out of my body. "Excuse me Sir, what's happening? How did this happen?" I could hear Liam faintly asking the people around but right after that, my eardrums started to feel like they were burning from the inside. I could neither hear or see anything aside from the terrible fire that the firefighters were trying so hard to put out.

It was a sensation unlike any he had ever experienced before—like waves of light and sound merging to form a symphony of understanding. As the process unfolded, Danial's headache intensified, and he instinctively reached up to his temples, his fingers gripping his hair. It was as if his mind was being stretched and expanded to accommodate the influx of new information. The words of the book became more than just words; they were threads of knowledge weaving themselves into the fabric of his being.

Those who heard them could be easily affected. I felt a weird reaction being triggered in my body. Almost instinctively, I squeezed my thighs together. There were a few women wearing shades waiting outside the hotel room. Their cheeks were deeply flushed. Some tilted their heads back, breathing heavily. I heard that blind people had extremely sharp hearing since they lost their sight. They most likely could hear better than me. At that moment, a shrill scream pierced through the air. The women and I were shocked by the scream. While they couldn't see what happened, I could.

The bond they’d forged in the Deep Pantry was slipping away, fading like smoke. June’s hand shot to her belt. The weight—gone. Her heart hammered. The Golden Book was dissolving, turning into a swirl of white mist. “No!” She tried to grab it, but her hands slid right through. “Not the recipes. Not the proof!” The Book vanished. Everything around her blurred. People started walking backward. Cars zipped by in reverse. The Auditor’s voice crashed down from the clouds, young and smug, like he’d just heard a good joke.