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What if the information we needed simply wasn't there? I reached out and touched the cover. Instantly, golden light burst from the pages. Micha and I both froze. Then—something that had never happened before happened. The book spoke. Its voice was ancient, layered, and echoing like someone whispering from a distant chamber. "Dearest reader, this book chose not to open earlier because the time was not right. Do not be shocked—I can speak. I am called the Living Book for a reason." Micha and I exchanged stunned looks but nodded quickly.

Like a precious lost treasure, she held the book in her hands with the inscription "The Book of the Banshees" etched like gold on the cover. Evelyn's eyes were trained on the book, lost in the sight of it like an invisible specter tethering her thoughts and focus to one single point.

Because if the boo fell into a wrong hand, then it would definitely be the end of everything. Ember gasped as she stared at the book. It was a thick book with drawings carved on the cover of the book and there were some kind of roots that were wrapped around the it, it looks tight and Ember suspected that not anyone will have an access to that book. by the looks of it, magic is needed in order for it to be accessible. “What will you use it for then? And did you just store the book in the cabinet full of plates?” She saw her retrieved the said book for her cabinets that were full of different kinds of tea pots and plates.

I smiled as he nodded again, his brown hair bouncing around as he leaned in a little closer. I opened the book and started flipping through the pages, looking for a good story or myth to read to him. I paused for a moment at the title page that read ‘The All Mother and the Sacred Four’, tilting the book towards Calix. He smiled and scooted closer, nodding again as I turned the final page and cleared my throat.

he asked with furrowed brows and suspecting eyes. "This is called intra librum, literally means inside the book. Here you can enter the world of the book and experience it first hand," His eyes suddenly glistened, his mouth opened while turning around—the same expression when he first toured the meadows of Pixie Realm. "You mean to say I can enter a book from here?" "Yes, that's what I said," Doom excitedly scanned the book titles. He kept on asking me if I was telling the truth or just pranking him. He asked several questions about how it worked and the likes. He finally grabbed a copy of the book he wanted to enter.

As I explained in my book description, this book is a four-volume continual series. Let me know your thoughts as we go. I remain your esteemed author, Jenivalwrites ❤️

My mind went back to the present after hearing Diane. "What about it? What's that?" I asked when I saw her holding a book. So she's been looking at this place just for a book? "Come here, let's see the inside." She sat on the floor, the dusty floor and it will surely make her dirty. But even more, I followed what she did to take a good look at the book she was holding. I used the torch in my hand to see the title of this book that has a black hard cover. "Three Dimensions to the other world?" Even in the title, I could tell that this is not just a normal one. I would like to see the content then.

I hope it holds what we need. Nate led us towards the library, opening the large dark oak doors. We entered smelling the stale air of old books and dust. The entire circular walls were covered in books. Nate went up the spiral staircase to the second floor. He opened a class display and pulled the book out. He handed it to me when he returned back downstairs. The book had a red leather binding with singed in words that read A New Leader. I didn't understand the title considering the subject we were looking into.

Cole brings it to me, sitting back down on the couch while the kids roll around with their toys on the rug in front of us. Maeve is slack in Aviva’s arms, both of them fast asleep on the opposite couch. I smile at the image and quietly rip the paper away. It’s a book. Smaller than average and bound by fresh leather. There’s no title engraved on the cover. I look up at Cole, thinking he’d be smiling and a little pink in the cheeks in anticipation for my reaction, but he looks grave. I open it. It’s a printed rendition of the Book of Whispers.

"Of course second master, I'm sure she will help you the best way she can but how do I identify the book?" "It is a round book called II libro d'goeteia" "II libro d'goeteia?" "Yes, the book of magic."