Remnant Book Novels & Stories

He mindlinked him, and he nodded, sniffing. "What the fuck is going on here?" A familiar voice asked behind them, making Hashmuk let go of Rasmore. The person standing behind them was the person he was crying for, thinking he had left him. It was Kelvin, with a pile of magic books in his hands. He and his friends smelled like they were coming from the sewer.

The force resisted, its chaotic energy surging in defiance, but Emma held firm. With a final, piercing scream, the manifestation dissolved into mist, its energy dissipating into the air. The clearing grew silent, the oppressive weight lifting as the balance settled once more. Emma staggered, her knees buckling as exhaustion washed over her. Callan steadied her, their glowing presence a comforting anchor. “It’s done,” Callan said softly. “The remnant has been neutralized.” Jamie collapsed onto a rock, breathing heavily. “Please tell me that was the last surprise for today.”

“It’s one of them. Not a gate. A remnant.” Mira scoffed. “What the hell is a remnant?” “A part of what was sealed,” I said quietly. “Not one of the seven… but something they left behind. Like a sentinel, a memory.” Kye took a step back. “Memory or not, it’s watching us.” Then it spoke but not with sound or with voice. The words carved themselves into our minds like fire across frozen glass: "The vessel bears the fire. The key seeks truth. Will you pay the price?”

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“Why can’t we let this go?” Brett looked over at me. “Piercy said something that has me thinking.” She paused and looked down at her feet. “He said that this place isn’t evil. Our memories are keeping the evil here. We are holding onto the memories, keeping the evil in place. Once we are gone, nature will thrive and no one will ever remember what happened here.”

"Not yet. But, bro, if I'm not gonna be in Greenville for the next couple of months, I need you to keep the book safe for me." She pulled the book from her chest and handed it over to Neil. "Every page of the Book Of Medical Remedies has a secret compartment. You've gotta guard it with your life, bro. Those guys are going to great lengths, even willing to clash with us at King Residence, so there's gotta be some secret or unknown worth to it." Neil accepted the book, his nod full of gravity. "You got it." That evening, when Jade returned, Helma filled her in on her Pacific City plans and the production issue.

Lana’s POV The council room smelled of ink and damp parchment. Maps covered the table; cups of untouched tea cooled beside them. Warren stood at the head, the strip of charcoal in his hand tapping the edge of the northern pass. “The Remnant isn’t an army,” he said. “Not yet. They’re scattered cells using old routes, feeding on fear. We cut the roads, we cut the voice.” Grayson leaned forward. “Scouts confirmed movement near the river bend last night. Small fires, maybe twenty men.”

Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave

A breeze rustled the leaves as if in answer. I smiled. He would not be lonely. His music and kindness would live on in countless beautiful melodies across the world. [Revenge mission complete. World line reshaped. Do you choose to return?] The long-forgotten system alert sounded. I stood and looked at Xavier’s smiling face on the tombstone one last time. “Goodbye, Xavier. Goodbye, this world.” Then, I said, “Yes.” … White light flashed, and I returned to the real world.

he snarled, “now.” “The Remnants.” The room went silent. Kael stared at her like she’d spoken a curse. “Remnants are myths.” “No,” Lira said quietly. “They’re not. They’re the pieces of God- magic that didn’t find vessels or anchors. Wild fragments. Mindless. Hungry. Drawn to anything that feels like them.” Her eyes landed on me. “They felt her.” My pulse stuttered. Kael stepped closer, shielding me instinctively. “If they come anywhere near her—”