Ron Weasley Books Novels & Stories

"Maybe Orna used some kind of magic to make you forget." "Maybe. But I remember the story now. I remember Orna telling me that new things start from destruction. She was obsessed with that book. It had a dark brown leather cover that looked like it was a dragon's skin. It was different than the normal books. She always carried it with her and sometimes she read it to me. Only to me," I said as I remembered the nights she read stories to me. I was besotted with Orna. She was my cool aunt. I loved her and I was sure she loved me. Maybe she never did. "I was small. I was around seven or eight. The same age as Lili when she started reading the book to me. It was interesting. She would tell the s

Lora's mother had fled after giving birth to her daughter. She lifted the brick in the north corner of the room as she emptied the dungeon more carefully. "What is this book?" she inquired. The book was dusty, and the gold was almost faded, almost bronze. The title of the book was Life of the Witch. The book is about wizards and their interactions with the outer world. Lora read the book, sentence by sentence. A strange planet, yet she wished to visit it. The pages depicted a pleasant and quiet way of life. She saw herself growing up, her body perfect, producing beautiful curves with no scars, bruises, or blood flow in the corners of her lips.

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.

Anatoli asked. Without turning to them, Orcenal grabbed something from his bag. He showed it to them, making them squint in displeasure. It was a book. Orcenal found it inside Harriet’s room this morning. The book was the prophecy from the other world, and the title was... [The Crown’s Diamond]. Anatoli and Ayja immediately stood back up and approached him. When they were about to reach and observe the book, Orcenal threw it to the raging fireplace.

It projected a moving image of two people, Tristan and Anne. It was that time when he revealed his special ability to Anne. "Didn't see that coming," stunned, the Witch made her remark. "How was that possible, Teacher?" eyes wide open, Sherfy asked. The dragonfly emerged from the mirror and fixated itself on the surface of Serina's emerald brooch, which is clipped on the cloth on her chest. With that, it appears to have lost its life and completely turned into an embossed decoration to the gem. "How about we ask him directly?" she answered with a smirk.

I need to know something. "The book of the potion of spells was lost." Mrs. Vega opened immediately to her companions. How could she know that the book of potion of spells was lost? Is she up into something? "How did that happen? Has anyone turned it on yet?" "Yes there is. And she is our student here. I think she is not normal. There is someone else with her." Are they talking about me? It was just about the book but now I have joined the conversation. What the hell is happening?

“Georgia, can you get my old leather book? I need to check something.” Georgia moved through the house to the back room. Most libraries would die to have some books Willow had. Twenty minutes later, she came into the room carrying an old leather book. As she looked through the book, Rayne had the feeling that dark magic slept in that book. Willow placed the book on a bookrest as she looked through the pages. “Willow, that book — it has darkness in it,” Rayne told her with a slight hiss. Willow looked up and gave a slight nod.

Akira who was still trying to catch her breath raised her index finger, she caught her breath and replied, “that spell did not only reveal things about me.” The next bend they took brought them to the reading table where they met rune who was already seated with a large volume of books piled up before him in threes and fives. He was not happy with what he was seeing, “where's the books you went to get?” He asked. “Here…” Orion answered as he tossed the copy of Harry Potter he held to Rune. “theres no way that you're serious about this, a children's book?” He asked. “A children's book that is loved by adults….”

___ Selene’s POV The dim candlelight flickered against the old parchment as Selene traced her fingers over the delicate pages of the book Ronan’s mother had given her. The scent of aged paper filled the air, mingling with the subtle hint of burning wax. She had spent hours pouring over the text, meticulously taking notes on anything that seemed remotely useful. The book contained knowledge lost to time, secrets about the origins of their kind, forgotten magic, and hidden weaknesses that could turn the tide of war.

"Charmy, I need your help. Check these books for me and look for any information regarding the sorceress named Delicia or a sorceress that made their name in Apothecary class, 20 years ago." After giving her instruction, Audrey placed another pile of books in front of Cha rmy. Just like before, another cloud of dust raised from the cover of the books as soon as it landed on the table. Charmy tried her best to flap her cute tiny wings to fan the dust away from her. "You're joking right???? Do you honestly expect me to read books??!!!" The baby snow dragon asked in her usual brat-like tone. "Yes, you heard me right. And don't think about slacking because we still have a lot of books to check.