Mysteries Of The Unknown Books の小説・ストーリー

The sudden finding of the ancient book had thrown my life into a world of unknowns and possibilities. This mysterious book included information that I could never have imagined, including the survival manual for werewolves, the whole history of werewolves, cures for our ailments, and the existence of underground passageways that connected our hidden world. Through its pages, we may find insights that could fundamentally alter our understanding of who we were.

“That’s what have been thinking of the case, it could be a beast he created or something worse, that might end up killing every being in this city. And we need to stop it before it completely destroys us.” He was facing the wall, his hands crossed at his back. Staring at the hair at intervals. Could it be a sign or something. What or who was held in here? That he had to look into. And find out everything he had to know about Lucas and his missing assistant. Anika. The paranormal researcher could obviously be something else. And all that he has to find out.... “And one more thing, Detective.” Detective Sean turned to him, giving him his full attention.

"There's a connection between that book, the dreams, and the weird occurrences. We can't ignore it." As the first rays of sunlight streamed into the room, Drew and Jette confronted the enigma that had intruded upon their lives—a mystery woven into the fabric of dreams and reality. The old journal, now a symbol of both nostalgia and foreboding, became a focal point in their quest to unravel the threads of the inexplicable.

She licked her lips. "Hmm, who does not know the Alpha of this pack." She said and I looked at her with scrutiny. Really? Who does not? She is fishy. * * This book is weird 😂... I don't even understand what is going on with Connor and Alyssa.

Dark energy surrounded the witch, their hungry tendrils licking her skin like a second skin. The cave shimmered around her and Audriana gasped when the cave was filled with multiple black shadows with hollow eyes. She had never witnessed such creatures in her life. An unknown fear gripped her heart just by looking at the shadows. Their lifeless eyes stared somewhere distant, and they flew around the cave as if they were waiting for their next meal. Gretchen had a sinister smile on her face as she looked at her dark spirits that rose from the hell beneath. They were her minions who did all the dirty deeds on behalf of her. Gretchen had mixed Lucian’s dried blood with many unknown herbs earlie

“It is both a blessing and a curse when you are about to glimpse into something that is unknown or untold.” “Why do you think so?” I asked. “Well, what you find out could either break you or make you. It all depends on how you accept this new knowledge.” “You seem to be focusing your gaze on that particular book on the altar,” I said as I followed his gaze. It was a large dark brown book and it was placed on an alter that upon closer inspection was made of bones. It was intricately designed with marks of unknown origin etched on it. “Yes, because I can feel a type of pulse coming from it. That is no ordinary book.” Marcus replied and walked closer to the book.

As I listened to the news anchor's report, I could not help but think there was some truth to the saying that after the storm is when the flowers bloomed. When did I start getting suspicious of Vonn and his crew? Oh, right. It was after I handed over $15,000 to some dude claiming to be Vonn's ex. The more I mulled it over, the more things did not add up. I headed to the police station to share my suspicions. I thought they would laugh me off, but boy, was I in for a surprise. It turned out there had been a string of killings in town, and all the victims were rich, bachelor types living alone.

I had to keep studying—this was the only way I could avoid his gaze and his presence. After a few more pages, my eyes drifted to the large bookshelf along the living room wall. It was filled with thick volumes, most in Latin or old English. Slowly, I stood and approached it. My fingers brushed over a spine, trying to read the titles. Anatomi Licanthropica, Genealogy of Packs, Mutatio Lupus. I pulled one out, nearly choking when I saw its contents—pages full of strange illustrations: skeletal figures half-transformed into wolves, notes on dual circulatory systems, and countless terms unfamiliar to me.

We split up and started pulling titles off the shelves. The minutes dragged. We skimmed through pages and explored indexes. Mythology books, old werewolf records, ancient supernatural symbols. I even flipped through a worn-out volume titled Anomalies of Hybrid Lineages. But there was nothing. Another twenty minutes passed. I closed the last book I was holding and sighed. "Lily..." She looked up from her book while her eyes were slightly red from all the squinting. "Still nothing?" "Nothing," I said while shaking my head. "Maybe we're just imagining it."

It all started in the summer of 2018, with the mysterious disappearance of the two wealthiest men in Seattle. As written by Seattle Daily, “An unidentified body was found in the apartment of the richest most eligible bachelors in Seattle, The Hudson brothers who at this point are presumed the main suspects in this investigation whose whereabouts are currently unknown..”