Scary Book Names Novels & Stories

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

However, a moment went by before she narrowed her eyes in thought. “I think we should try some of the bookcases toward the back. I know that there are a few tomes that are under lock and key for safety reasons, but if it’s just basic background information you’re looking for, then I think you should be able to find something.” Nora led us to the back of the large room, where we came upon a narrow bookcase and an entire glass case that had a large metal lock on its doors. I read a few of the spines before coming across one titled ‘Creaturae et Ineffabilia’. “Creatures and Unspeakables,” I muttered. “This one looks promising.”

He promised me. His warmth engulfed me, calming my racing thoughts momentarily before realizing it is not me I would have to be worried about, I could kill them, all the people who mean the most to me. I set the book on one of the small desks with him doing the same, he watched me without saying a word. The only sound in the quiet room is him walking around and looking for a book while looking back at me every once in a while. Without a care, I began my search. I came across very weird names of mythical beings as I flipped through the first book. Names like Kappa, Oni, Hydra and Dybbuk. Of course, the usual mythical creatures pop up too, mermaids, goblins and fairies. I couldn't help but re

From what I have heard, they appear to regard it exceptionally. At the point when he at long last stops, I stop too over an especially thick book named Werewolves, Spiers, and Shifters: Complete Version. On the front is an image of a threatening werewolf ready to gobble up a human and a human combating a genuinely horrendous looking Shifter with a weird-looking lance. I slip it from the rest, concealing it behind me.

I beamed. "Crazy, isn't it?" "Fucking crazy, for real." "First, we put THE DA VINCI CODE by DAN BROWN here." He picked out the book and inserted it in the center line of the shelf. He put HOW TO STOP TIME by MATT HAIG, followed by EVERGREEN by NAOMI HIRAHARA. "Then KISS THE GIRLS by JAMES PATTERSON." He put it next to the first book. "I've read that." I went on in a spur of excitement. "It's a thriller and mystery novel about a detective who's trying to track down a serial killer. So many twists and cliffhangers. Total page-turner." I giggled.

Pulling out a chair by the table, I press on, “Hey, Tilly. I need to talk to you about Ginger.” Luca tugs a book from the shelf closest to him. On the cover is an illustration of an old man with a bushy beard holding what looks like a spear. The book is titled Death to Those Who Sleep. “Brutal,” Luca murmurs, stuffing it back. “Tilly?” I try again. Luca falls down on a seat across from me, snorting. “What sort of stupid name is Tilly? Kind of reminds me of a—” A sturdy, thick, leather-bound book flies from a shelf and hits Luca on the back of the head. He bolts up from the chair he’s been sitting on, spitting out a slew of a colorful choice of words worthy to land him detention. “What the he

So I turn toward the pack house instead, focusing on the center of my life. The massive front door creaks open with an audible, chilling groan when I touch it. Inside, the air is suffocatingly thick—too still, too quiet. My heart pounds a frantic warning as I step into the living room and freeze in horror. Bodies. Dozens of them. Pack members. All lying motionless on the floor, on couches, eyes closed, their breathing faint but steady. A deep, unnatural sleep—or something much, much worse. “Wake up,” I whisper, my voice cracking, shaking one of them gently. No response. I move to the next, my panic rising into true terror. “Come on, please! Wake up! What the fuck happened here?!”

A map of everything I had feared. I couldn’t breathe. And then the room seemed to close in on me, the walls pressing in, the air heavy with the scent of old parchment and decay. The secret I had uncovered was more than I could handle. **** What name could be in The Book of Alphas that has Raven in shock?

Its darkness of its skin was like a night absent of the moon and stars, its eyes the only colour that can be seen on the hideous creature. The eyes were hypnotic. As the scarlet red eyes stare at me, I realise this is a creature I have never seen before. The amount of times I have come into the Aurelian Spires by myself searching for creatures like this I have never found one quite so frightening. This time I have no weapon, no way of protecting myself, let alone my friend. So I did the only thing I could do to protect her. I got up and ran. This is where I am now, running for my life hoping beyond hope that Alexandria packs up and leaves. Behind me I can hear her calling my name

This is it, his victory, all of his preparation, his planning, it all leads to this, him acquiring the book. In the past it was called by a lot of different names, it was passed down from a lot of people, families, and even leaders of countries. All of which succumbed to its evil, its malice. The book is an entity by itself, corrupting each and everyone who possesses it. It has already traveled to different nations and countries. It was called by different names; Księga umarłych, Totenbuch, Cartea morților, or its most famous name the book of the dead. The keepers called it “Necromantia”. He turned his head looked down below, the town of Crowsdale looms down in the valley. Lights from hundre