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"It can only be awakened." Theon's face twisted in rage. "What folly is this? Take her." As Theon's guards moved in on Noria, she held up the book. The cover was pale, bone-white, and it glowed with a soft, unearthly light. "This is the Codex of Lunas. The true history of the Omega."

She slips down into the ground and places her face into her knees. She hits her head on something hard, and in an attempt to remove the object in an irritated motion she almost dropped the big book. She whispers the title out loud, “Becoming Black magic.” She open the book and shockingly whisper shouts, “Written by Kateri Lita!” She continues to read this book that the queen had written about black magic. Jolene argues with herself out loud, “There’s no way that the queen actually wrote a Bococa about black magic. Is she really that stupid, I wonder if she wrote in here about how to defeat herself?”

EVELARA I gazed at the book before me. Stunned and somewhat nervous. All this while I was thinking of finding some mention of this name somewhere, or perhaps a chapter, but I didn't expect to find an entire book out of it. LUNAREETH— the name was written above bold and big with ancient golden inks. The brown leather of the book had turned into ash due to dust. The leather itself had turned edgy and sharp. Seems the book is sitting here for centuries long…

Nathan told her to keep an eyes —not her hands or anything else— on the men, so that's what she would do. She made to stand, but her gaze caught a black book half buried beneath a pile of other books. The table was scattered with books and it wouldn't have stood out if it didn't look like Nathan had been trying to hide it. She closed her fingers around it and pulled it from beneath the pile. It was a beautiful, shiny matte black book. On it was drawn a tiny picture of a black eagle, with its beak pointed upwards. She longed to know what was in it, but it was locked. She had never seen a book with locks before and that alone intensified her curiosity.

At the end, a rusted iron door bore the mark of three crescent moons and an inverted cross. He unlocked it with the brass key he’d worn around his neck since 1987. Inside, dust choked the air. Shelves held old scrolls, bones of heretical priests, and on a stone table, one object sat under a black shroud. Merrin lifted the cloth with care. A massive book lay beneath it—its cover made of human skin, still faintly warm. A symbol glowed faintly at its center. The Black Record. He opened the first page. Names of brides.

Hey beautiful humans. Welcome to The Chiseler BB4 (Blackbook 4) of the Woods series. Have you checked out BB1, BB2, and BB3 yet? If yes, congratulations🙂 if no, pls do check it out. Love you all much much. Your Author Zagzahzlau. ~••~ "The shade, tsk tsk, I don't like it," I said whilst punching my phone. My friends--Marila and Bennie--had managed to pull me out of my cocoon from the comfort of my beddings tenderness on a Saturday afternoon to the Mall out of my very own wish.

"What can I do for ye young man?" "I need this Fantasy book 'Legend of a Dark Morth' by VIC NOVELLA, I wanted to find out if it has been published" "Errr, I uhm.... Need to check my collection" The old book keeper, Dressed in a tick rain coat with Fluffy edges stood on his feet and slipped behind the desk to sit. Riffling through the long dark book and peeking at it through his spectacles. "I think the first published set has been exhausted and out of the market for the meantime, but I think I have few left over copies here" he uttered wetting the tip of his index finger with saliva.

"What do you mean?" Sonia looked at Jason, her voice hoarse but clear. "Natalie stole the Black Book of Eldros... from one of the oldest witch tribes that once lived in the far north." Patrick's brows furrowed. "Eldros? I thought they were wiped out decades ago." "They were," Sonia said slowly. "But some of their relics remained hidden... scattered... guarded by bloodline protectors. The book was never meant to be touched again. It contains spells of pain, war, and death. Even I was forbidden to learn them."

It felt good to laugh again, even if it hurt my head. We settled on her couch, and I told her everything. The files. The ciphers. The names. The things no one was ever supposed to see. “I’ve unlocked so much, Raina,” I said, sliding the notepad across the table. “Detailed records of meetings. Blackmail lists. Offshore accounts. All connected to the Order.” Her eyes widened as she skimmed through the pages. “You’re kidding…” “And that’s not all,” I continued, my voice dropping. “There’s something called the Black Book, a hidden digital ledger. It documents every transaction, every cover-up, every crime. And it’s tied directly to Mr. Everhart.”

Noel went to the table, facing his back to the big orb. "Let's see..." He put the note on the table. Then, with both hands on the table, he stood straight and closed his eyes while he imagined the look of the book he was searching for. "Lore of Elm." His thought sounded. The books on the shelves behind him began to shuffle on themselves and the orb color turned slightly violet. After a few moments, a few books floated onto the table beside where Noel was standing. He scanned through the books one by one. Then, he spotted a book with a red cover and black words written on them. The title on it was...