Missing Piece Book Novels & Stories

Caitlin nearly lunged across the room, grabbing the book and holding it up to the candlelight with shaking hands. Please God, let this be it, she thought. She pulled back the cover and nervously flipped to the title page: De Fascino Libri Tres. Her heart flooded with relief. She could hardly believe it. She had actually found it. Caitlin quickly thumbed through the pages, going as fast as she could to the missing page. Please, please be there. Please be the matching page. She started to worry about what she would do if the matching page weren’t there. Or if this was all a hoax. She was shaking with anticipation as she got closer. 530, 532….

“As long as you remember why you came back.” I reached for the new bundle and unwrapped it, my excitement returning. The familiar scent of old parchment filled the air as I flipped through the worn pages. But my smile disappeared when I spotted something strange. “Ingrid…” I murmured, holding one of the books up. “This one’s also damaged again.” She leaned over, and her brows furrowed. “What?” Pages were missing yet again!. Not torn from the spine like yesterday's own, but sliced out cleanly. Precise. Intentional.

She was adorable, and her hair was beautifully braided. She was playing with an array of dolls before her. "Mommy, Alice is missing!" I was about to respond to her call when a woman walked over. Her hair was tied in a bun. She looked sorry. "What a pity. Shall we look for Alice together?" Xenia nodded and held onto the woman's skirt. They ambled along, occasionally lying on their stomachs and calling out Alice's name. I saw the woman secretly send a text that read, "When you get off work, buy our sweetheart a doll that's identical to Alice!"

I said to him. I bent over to take a look at the stubbed toe. It was bruised badly, but I was not worried. It healed almost immediately. But there was something else that caught my eye. The loose floorboards. It was out of place—funny how it was the only awkward thing in the whole room. “Well, I guess we have found our awkward and out-of-place material.” Just as I expected, there beneath the floorboards was a parcel. “This must be her spellbook!” I said as I reached in and pulled it out.

She nods, and types in; ‘The Parrot and The Hunter’. There were several copies including some that claimed to be full sets, but they had varying numbers of books, so there was no way they were all full sets. She finds a set in reasonable condition; it had to be most of them and she could do research to find any that were missing. She bookmarks them and hands Ash back the phone, he frowns,

The rest of the page was blank There was nothing about their gifts and nothing in this book helped with unblocking Kris’s. The last book was the orange one and it was completely blank not a single letter was found in the book. I shook my head, even magic played games with me. I sat the orange book down thinking about going on a search of my own to see if this place was holding back on me when my eyes caught the giant red book in the middle of the table I didn't even here it land on the table.

Velmont, on the other hand, continued arranging the books back. She opens it and notices there are a few pages that are missing. She checked the table of contents. The missing pages are about a ritual offering to the goddess of youth. She immediately showed it to Velmont, who took a picture of the book and sent it to one of his tech searchers. With the caption, "Find me a copy of this book." The duo stared at each other. "Another clue," Velmont muttered. Gertrude smiled and nodded. * * * MEANWHILE...

The triangles he found contained dots, circles, even more triangles, but nothing that matched. Minutes later, Mike called Tink over to the shelf in between a pair of windows. Near the top of the shelves was an identical triangle carved into the wood. The books on the shelf were in disarray - clearly more than one was missing, and it was obvious that several of them had been casually placed. "Now what?" Tink asked, handing Mike the book. She was too short to reach the top shelf without her ladder. "If video games have taught me anything, I know exactly what to do." Mike shoved several books to the side, inspecting the back of the little red book to be certain. The triangles were identical, an

Once inside, I found a quiet corner and dialed Elera’s number. “Elera,” I said when she answered, “I’ve got the book. We need to meet.” I could hear her worry through the phone. “What happened? Are you alright?” “I’m fine,” I replied.” “I’ll come to the pack as soon as I can,” she said before hanging up. I opened the book carefully, flipping through the pages. My heart sank as I noticed that several pages were missing. I scanned the remaining pages, trying to piece together any information that might be left but the language was foreign and I couldn't understand a thing.

His eyes instantly lit up. "Andrew! Are you here to help me? I knew you wouldn't abandon me!" After hearing my name, Josie looked surprised. She walked toward me quickly. When she saw the medical report in my hand, she instinctively asked, "Why are you here? Did your wound not heal properly?" Just as she reached for my report, Alex wrapped his arms around hers. "Andrew, Josie told me that although our organ match is high, there's still a problem. I'm still missing a sperm duct to have normal reproductive function.