Paradise Found Book Novels & Stories

Can't resist, I am roaming more to get the tranquility of paradise. """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""

I answer here. "Nice choice. That's good." Yuwe said to me and turned his attention back to the book he was reading. I just opened the book and the first thing that caught my eye was the foreword. I didn't even pay attention to the foreword and turned to the next page and immediately saw the introduction. Welcome to Pandora's Mythology. This book contains the past and future. Please read for a better understanding. That's all it says so I turned to the next page.

Without hesitation, I opened the book to the first page. The pafes were filled with elegent handwritings, seemingly written. As I leaf through the pages, o realized that it's not just any ordinary book and it made me wonder because it looked so weird. There was absolutely no picture at the front, neither was there a name that identified the author who wrote the book. Was this the book we were searching for? Why was it in Cassandra's room? Had she been pretending all along that this book was yet to be found? I felt a breeze coming from no where as I looked into the book, till I opened a page and saw a note inside. I took it and opened it. 'If anybody sees this book except the one who is chose

“You were born with something inside you. A flame that was dormant—sleeping. But it didn’t come from me. I only… woke it up.” Her breath caught. “You’re saying I’ve always had this?” she whispered. “The visions? The fire?” “In a way, yes. It was buried deep. Most people never awaken it. You would’ve lived your whole life never knowing—if it weren’t for what’s coming.” Evelynn’s skin prickled. “What is coming?” He walked slowly to a shelf, pulled down a tattered journal, and handed it to her. Inside were sketches. Of creatures. Of symbols. Of her.

They stopped replying. At that point, Maggie's phone rang. She hurriedly clocked out and left work. I took one last look at Zach's file and stood up to go home. In the shower, I pulled off my silk scarf and exposed the ugly, twisted scar on my neck. Morris had caused it. Ten years ago, in the spring, I couldn't reach him. Courtney had disappeared, too. I gritted my teeth and used the last bit of money I had to buy a cheap plane ticket to find him.

These creatures in their numbers began to rush towards the supernaturals. "We cannot save them now John." Pandora warned. John turned over and watched. He looked towards Pandora before he held her left hand, (from where he stood). Pete, Maria and Butt created a chain along with John who held Pandora. John fixed his mind in hers as he found where Paradise Island was. The paradise island was the only place he could channel to even as he didn't want to go there. They had no choice, beasts were up for them. A portal opened up and they stormed in, as the portal closed, the scene did too and so did the Chapter concluded.

She stood up and walked to the window, staring at the sky—was that the full moon peeping out of the sky on an evening? She placed the book on the pain, bracing herself, and felt the letters with her fingers tracing. Then it hit her—the more she started, the more it made sense. It was.... she turned the book. The letters were written upside down, inverting the meaning of the words. She hoped she was right in the beginning to read it out. She was; it was beginning to make more sense now. She held it against her and began reading, "Adored, powerful, and holding great responsibility in paradise, she is who you think you see but don't really."

"It's just me." "Miranda?" "Focus, Kristina," the voice said. "It is Miranda." "Thanks to the Deities!" Kristina exclaimed in relief. "Why am I here?" "To understand your purpose," Miranda replied. "I know my purpose," Kristina replied. "What is your purpose?" "To search for the Paradise." "Have you found it?" "This is a desert," Kristina replied. "This is not Paradise." "That is the Desert of Time," Miranda replied from nowhere. "The Phoenix created that herself."

I don’t know. This is typical, when I want time to hurry up, something jumps in the way and slows it down. Our plane is delayed by two hours and that just pisses me off. What am I gonna do for two hours? I didn’t pack my e-reader or bring a paperback book to entertain myself with. Guess I have to go into duty-free and see what they have there that catches my eye for this trip. Walking into the duty-free store I head straight into the direction of the books and magazines they have on sale. They had a wide variety of books in all different genres. But I kind of fancy something contemporary, romantic, and a little funny. That does limit my options down a little, but not by much. Then I see it.

“I had to literally drag him here.” “This better be worth it,” Jax muttered, brushing Isaac’s hand off as he folded his arms. “Thank you all for coming,” I said, standing. My voice shook, but I pushed through it. “I know this sounds strange, maybe even crazy, but I need you to listen.” They watched as I pulled the old book from my bag, its cracked leather cover glowing faintly under the light. “Aiden and I found this a while ago. It has a prophecy in it. I want to read it to you.”