Omniscient Reader Book Novels & Stories

She fixed the candelabra in a suitable position, so it could properly cast a light on the book’s pages. She sat on an uncomfortable squeaky old wooden chair and took a deep breath before opening the book on its first page. At first, Clara thought it was blank. She was about to turn it to the next page when words started to appear. Clara stared at it wide-eyed. Words appeared as they formed a sentence. ‘Everything in this book is a history witnessed by my own eyes. I have lived hundreds of years, but this book shall live on for a thousand and more. ‘This book will only shed its mysteries to The One, to The Holder, and to The Chosen. And if it does, then it is for you—for you who holds the Anc

Above all, it is infested with animals that are not seen in ordinary times. They call those enchanted beasts. Flying monkeys, giant spiders, and more. Eleftheria is a place that ordinary citizens should not visit. Death awaits anyone who attempts to enter Eleftheria. I swallowed what I was reading. From the very beginning of the page, it tells us not to go. Eleftheria is dangerous and it is not a place where you can go for a walk. This is the land of the beasts.

I ignored the gasps of horror that resonated round the room as I tried to get out of bed. "What the fuck happened?" Kiara questioned "Your aunt Persie said hi" was all I said before I passed out again and thankfully this time, I was left alone. Finally!!! Unknown P.O.V Two figures stood in the shadows having a stare down. One in amazement and the other in boredom. One mortal, one immortal. One in plain sight and the other clocked in a dark robe, concealing their identity. The summoner and the summoned and a deal is about to be struck.

The cover showed a silver tree and a red door, titled: THE GHOSTS OF THE INK. The woman flipped to the last page, glanced at the words, then at Maya. "You’re not supposed to be here," she said, voice shaking with both fear and thrill. "The book ends with you dying in the white space. I just finished reading it ten minutes ago." Maya looked at the book. The ink on the page was shifting—new words, fresh and alive, wrote themselves as she watched. The woman glanced at the sky. "Oh no," she whispered. "The Readers—they didn’t vanish. They followed you into the real world."

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️

Could you please tell me why I cannot read the next page or any other page? [Host has understood 1% of the content of the First Page] [The Second Page will be accessible after the Host gains 100% on the first page] You!! AGGHH! Why aren't you letting me be overpowered! [I've overpowered the host enough. Get to work!] As I thought of destroying the book, I became furious, but I calmed down immediately. Relax, it's nothing to worry about. There is no free meal available. I got a gist of how the book works, the reader moves onto the next page once they have understood 100% of that page.

Then suddenly, I remembered something. “You said that we met in the past life.” “Yes, it’s true.” “So, what is your name now?” “Anna Warren. I’m the Omega of your pack.” “Hmm … I wonder ….” “What?” Her eyebrows raised. “You don’t have my marking either. But I had seen a vision; we had marked each other.” Then I added, “I have a theory that may be because you are in another body—in Anna Warren’s body, not yours. So, the marking isn’t there. Also, you were still a virgin.”

If yes, I think I want to know more about that too. "Can you tell us what is written?" Dominus asked her. Siva winked at him. "Of course! But I can't read this to you one by one so let me do this." After saying that she took the book a bit far from her and then swayed her hands, she then put it above that book. I didn't expect what just happened, the book began to glow inside and her eyes began to switch from blue to white, her skin having scales like a snake. It was so magical to see. I have just read some books when I was young.

The description revealed. Don said: "She was already inside the accumulation. The book showed her the name for what she was already inside." Ernest nodded. This was the argument of the four books in its most concentrated form. The reader does not need to be given the thing. The reader needs to be shown that the thing is already there. The reader needs the description that makes visible what the reader has been looking at without recognition for forty years.

The Reader looked at him. “Your family?” He laughed. “They’re characters.” Lucien’s eyes darkened. “They’re people.” The Reader tilted his head. “Only because I allow them to be.” Seraphina stepped forward. “No.” The Reader looked at her. His smile disappeared. “You.” Seraphina’s eyes became golden. “You remember me.” “I remember what you were.” “Then you know I cannot be controlled.” The Reader smiled. “I don’t need to control you.” He opened his book.