Red Rising Book Cover Novels & Stories

It was an infinity sign with a howling Wolf's shape in the centre. Strange. Looking up, I move aside the books to feel my heart thud in my chest. There was a book.... behind all the books lined in front. And hope rises in my chest. Extending my hand, I move my hand behind to have my fingers touch something velvety. It has to be it.... Pulling it out, I smiled. Seeing a book covered with red velvet colour. The design I saw earlier, drawn in the centre. Much bigger than the earlier one with the words written on the top.

I was so buried in the search when Andrian called out to me. “My Alpha, I think I found it.” Hearing that made my heart thump a bit. I swiftly ran to where he was. A small book, which shouldn’t be more than two hundred pages, was in his hand. I collected the book from him. The covering was a deep crimson hue, reminiscent of a blood moon casting its eerie glow. And on the hardcover were swirling shadows hinting at hidden magic, and the book of spells was boldly written on it. A small smile found its way to my face. I wasn’t happy because Tristan can also use the spell, but I was happy because I could get to know more about the spells I'm using, which I'm sure would be in this book.

said Sir Edmund Brighton, shaking the cover and showing it to Astrid. Astrid looked at the book's cover and realized that it had a similar book cover with a script she had seen in the secret library. The book cover was the same as the cover of Dragon Prince's Heart. Unconsciously, Astrid squeezed her hand nervously with wide eyes and a pale face. Sir Edmund Brighton's smile spread across his handsome face. The expression on his face now looked cold, and the grin on his face had an oppressive aura. "As expected, you recognized the cover of this book. Have you seen it somewhere? Let me guess. You just picked up a book with the same cover in the secret library,” said Sir Edmund Brighton as he r

I already had an idea about what and how all these meant, nevertheless I didn't want to conclude yet thus I had other books waiting. Dropping the first aside, my gaze met with the second, and it had a green cover, a red rose adding beauty to the plain colors and I had no idea I was smiling as my hand unconsciously rubbed on the edges of the image of the flower. The title read, “The essence of roses.” For some reason, the title sounded beautifully to my ears as I read it and did it again for the second time. I put it to my right as I murmured “I’d start with you.”

WITCHES: THE RISING PLOT The era of witches is gone forgotten by all but a few who has lived through it. However, a teenage girl discovers her powers in an unexpected manner. With the unlike squad she has come to regard as family, what are the challenges they will face in a world predominantly governed by humans? Will they come out whole, alive, unscarred and unscathed? CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV:

I exclaimed surprised at seeing books in bars for the first time. "Some books are in bars because they are dangerous," he said. "But some books are not imprisoned, most of them are..." I paused when my eyes skimmed through the shiny title of my favourite book series 'Throne of Glass', "Well, at least my favourite assassin is not behind the bars." Then I realised that we were on a school tour and not a book tour. I turned towards him and smiled sheepishly, "Sorry let's go, I got a little carried away with books."

A recognition that lived below thought. The woman's eyes opened fully. Crimson. Not human. Deep glowing red lit from somewhere inside, burning steady and old and alive. Tyra stepped back. "Who are you." "You already know," the woman said. Her voice was warm and cracked at the edges like something that had been through fire and come out the other side. She moved forward, each step soundless on the black soil. Her crimson eyes moved over Tyra's face with a desperation that was almost physical. Like someone who had been kept from something for so long that seeing it again hurt. "You have always known."

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.

She managed to find a thumb drive in Samuel’s pocket before stumbling out the door. She wanted to tear that smug smile off Jansen’s face. Wanda stumbled onto the empty streets, mumbling to herself, “Jansen Graham, I’ll let you know that you’re nothing without me! “I’ll see if you still dare to leave me and the Stewarts!” Before Wanda arrived at the lobby of Eternatus’ office building, she started coughing violently. Blood spewed out from her mouth, splattering onto the pavement. Her forehead hit the ground hard, making a dull thud.

She insisted again. "Ugh fine" I sigh, throwing the couch pillow at her. We reached the Library and I stroll through the different sections while Amia searches for her new interesting books.I stop and stare at the new section of romance Book.Frowning, I grab one of the book with hockey player on the cover.I have never seen a romance section in the Library.What's this? "Interesting, is it?" A manly familiar voice almost made me drop the book.Almost, not exact.I turned to my left to see Nikona's tall figure standing next to me.I kept the book back on the aisle and turned quickly to leave.