Newt Scamander Book Novels & Stories

With that, I hung up and blocked his number without hesitation. Liam must have sensed the tension in the car because he smiled and tried to lighten the mood. “Miss Griffin, you came here to start a new life. Don’t let stuff like that ruin it. We’ll be at your apartment soon. You’re going to love it.” I turned my eyes to the sky. The clouds at the horizon were painted gold by the setting sun, and for the first time in years, I felt a weight lifting off my shoulders. I nodded lightly. “You’re right. I’m looking forward to my new beginning.”

"Look at you, all eager to please. You didn't even offer anything in return. Why would she help you out?" He then handed me a card. "I'm Daniel Jenkins. Here's a little something for our first meeting. ZenWave's beauty clinics are all part of my family business. With this card, you can enjoy unlimited visits." ZenWave was a well-known, high-end beauty clinic chain. A single visit there could cost tens of thousands of dollars. This gift was too generous. I didn't take the card, but Leon snatched it from Daniel's hand and stuffed it into mine.

Instead, his gaze dropped to my mouth, then traveled slowly down the column of my throat. He lifted his free hand. Not to strike, but to touch. His middle finger traced a slow, deliberate path from the pulse point at my wrist, up the sensitive skin of my inner arm. The touch was feather-light, yet it burned like a brand. Every nerve ending he passed screamed to life. I shuddered, a full-body tremor I couldn't suppress. My breath hitched.

“Be careful not to squeeze them too much.” Nadi laughed as she picked the tomatoes and placed them inside the basket that Flora opened for her. It was hot inside the greenhouse and Flora was glad that they did not have to stay long. Emil had taken care of the plants well and Flora did not see any sign of disease. There were also no holes on the leaves and the fruits that she and Nadi harvested that indicated any worm or insect infestation. Flora wondered if there were animals around that could destroy the greenhouse and only then did she realize that she had not seen any since she arrived in Orsica. There were migratory birds every now and then, but she did not find any large animals. No car

Cassidy commented. “Agreed,” the adults said. With the boys occupied with each other’s company, they got things moving along. Zen teleported Nathan to the secret chamber and they retrieved the book before heading back. They all had a look at some of what the pages say. “I don’t understand why we needed to retrieve this book. It has a lot about werewolf secrets and the likes, but that’s about it,” Nathan said, passing the book onto his mate. “There’s probably something we’re missing. We all looked at different parts of the book. Did anyone pick up anything useful?” Calypso asked.

Nyra’s POV I sat on the bed and placed Elaine’s book in front of me. For a moment I did nothing else. I just looked at it properly. In the library it had felt old and important. Here, on my bed, in this room, it felt stranger than that. More private. More dangerous. Like it did not want to be mistaken for a random old text preserved for curiosity’s sake. It was thick and heavy, yes, but now that I was alone with it I noticed more. The cover was not ordinary leather at all. Up close, the texture was wrong in a way that raised the hair on my arms. It had a faint pattern under the dark surface, not visible at first glance but there when the light caught it sideways. Not wolf hide. Not cow leath

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….

I help her lift it up, and that is when we see the book that is just sitting there in the sand. I hear Nova's breathing seize. “What's that?” She asks, her voice barely above a whisper. I look around one more time, making sure that we aren't being watched, as I pull the book out of the sand, dusting off the cover. There isn't a name. As I open the book and flip through the pages, they are slightly damp, with almost all the pages empty. I get to the middle, and that is when I see the first drop of ink in the book. The handwriting is more or less scribbling, but I can clearly read everything.

Neo’s POV Sitting at my desk, my mind is consumed by the image of Skyler, completely engulfed in those Scarabs she fondly referred to. It's astonishing how she fearlessly caressed them, treating them as harmless creatures, before they obediently scurried away from her and disappeared into the earth. It's as if they hold no threat, no potential for danger or death. This scene continues to play in my mind, leaving me both fascinated and perplexed by Skyler's unwavering trust in these seemingly treacherous insects.

Flames danced as they flitted light from candles that were sparsely positioned along the way, but he doubted the average person who wasn’t familiar with it would have been able to maneuver about without stubbing his toe on at least one random boulder that jutted from the dirt packed floor. He was grateful for the fact that the moon was only a week away from being full. Because of this, his body was already experiencing some of the wolf attributes. One of them being the ability to see clearly in dimly lit areas. The scent of wolf mixed with vampire and something else reached him just a fraction of a second before his sharp vision spotted a man leaning against the wall of the cave. He’d pos