Quran By Pages Novels & Stories

The book was normally kept in the room with all the ancient books but on ceremonial days it was kept in the alpha’s safe. He carefully set it on the table. “Come on beautiful,” Arion held out his hand to me. I held his hand as I walked to the book. Carefully, I opened the cover. Without warning, the pages began to flip themselves. I was surprised to realize I wasn’t scared. The pages stopped on what looked like a series of blank pages in the middle of the book. I stared at them, but I saw nothing. Arrow and Arion stood next to me. They gently began rubbing circles on my sore back. Suddenly, the pages began to show words. The words appeared to be glowing. Before long, all the pages that had

Smaller ones, thin like an old bible, yellowed with page break apart. Once there pages were successfully separated, I carefully put the knife down, not wanting to slice any pages or myself. The pages smelt like mould and looked ancient, they looked like they would be grimy to the touch but they felt like silk. The amount of small little pages were like a book of their own, how could this be hidden away for so long and no one notice it?

“There are some things written there that will help you understand your new self.” “That huge book? Reading it sounds stressful already.” “The book just looks big,” the man smirked and he got up as well, “but the contents only fill the first few pages. The remaining pages are blank.” Zara frowned. At that point, to her, everything about that realm was confusing and unnecessarily extra. As she scoffed, she asked, “Why would anyone make such a page? The writer could have just packaged the first few pages and saved paper.”

AURORA Lizra dropped a humongous thing on my lap. “This is a history book with detailed explanations of the most famous and high-ranked Lunas that the territories have ever had. I made some small notes in most chapters and I’m sure you’ll find it useful.” Wait… it’s a book and… was she kidding me? “How many pages is this thing?” I asked, dusting and seeing nothing but the plain shabby leather brown cover of the thickest thing ever.

TABLE OF CONTACT CHAPTER ONE – 1 CHAPTER TWO - 19 CHAPTER THREE – 33 CHAPTER FOUR – 48 CHAPTER FIVE – 63 CHAPTER SIX – 78 CHAPTER SEVEN – 93 CHAPTER EIGHT – 109 CHAPTER NINE – 138 CHAPTER TEN – 169 CHAPTER ELEVEN – 169

I still have a few months of my Luna training. I still have a lot to learn but I am pretty confident in my abilities and I know it will get easier with time. My phone buzzed and I checked. I smiled when I saw that Hillan texted me. “Here is the p*f of what I told you about. Will bring the physical copy when I visit.” His text read. I downloaded the file and clicked on it. My eyes widened when I saw that it had four thousand pages. Four freaking thousand. That’s a lot of pages to read. I quickly texted back a thank you and clicked the file again.

One, matches the color of the moon. I carefully open it and immediately note how frail the pages are, it's clearly old. A burst of impatience seems to rip through me and I bring up the bulk of the book’s pages and flick to the end. I stop with about a quarter of the book left, since it isn’t completely filled out. There’s a list of names, going back hundreds of years.

“Lauren, I need you with me. I looked at Ursel, startled to be caught with lost thoughts. “Of course, I'm sorry. – I replied awkwardly as I fidgeted in the chair next to hers while we tried to talk about some things that didn't match my personal concerns. For them everything was in the greatest peace, what happened the day before was a misunderstanding that would be resolved. — The Qur'an is explicitly fascinating and what I am going to quote is something that comes from my total conception and studies, don't be scared. – His speech accompanied the movement of his hand placing a robust book over my hands, the Arabic inscriptions on the cover and inside were fascinating. I touched the pages l

It's possible, right? So, the code has four numbers. 8,9,1, and 0. But...there is no 0 on the page numbers! I opened the book to page 8. I looked at that page and just like the other pages, there seemed to be nothing strange written there. I stared intently at the page and read some sentences on it.

13 YEARS AGO. Just like every other nights, I sat with my family in the prayer room after the night prayer. It was Abu's turn to recite for the family. So we opened the Quran from where we last left as he began to recite with his magical voice. He started reciting from the Hizb of Suratul Ankabut until he reached a particular ayah that brought tears to all our eyes. Kulli nafsin Dhaaiqatul maut. He paused and looked at each one of us with sadness in his beautiful onyx eyes. I can never forget his words.