Speak Book Cover Novels & Stories

Gazing back towards the book, it felt as if something was pushing me towards it. I got up and walked towards the book. Placing it on my lap I noticed that the cover was filled with complicated detailing. The material felt rough, it felt old but well-taken care of. The colors were a mixture of ash grey, gold, and specks of white, the title was written in crimson red. Taking a bite from my food, I opened the first page of the book. ---------- [Chapter Quote: "Her soul belongs to words and books. Every time she reads, she is home ."]

Cole brings it to me, sitting back down on the couch while the kids roll around with their toys on the rug in front of us. Maeve is slack in Aviva’s arms, both of them fast asleep on the opposite couch. I smile at the image and quietly rip the paper away. It’s a book. Smaller than average and bound by fresh leather. There’s no title engraved on the cover. I look up at Cole, thinking he’d be smiling and a little pink in the cheeks in anticipation for my reaction, but he looks grave. I open it. It’s a printed rendition of the Book of Whispers.

She asks, looking back at James who walked behind them and he answers. “Yes” with a nod. Dario was silent the whole time and walked directly wi place where the book James pointed out was. The book was one that shouldn’t be easily missed, so Marissa wondered why she didn’t see it on the day she looked for it. It’s cover was jet black, leather, and had some inscriptions on it that looked like a language but was one she couldn’t read. The first thought she had was why does the book look brand new when it was obvious that it was a very old book?

I couldn't afford to get carried away. I took a deep breath and pulled out the book that was wrapped in its silk covering. I saw Dante lean forward with intrigue as I placed the covered book gingerly on the table. “This book was from my father. It is the book of the Living Gem.” It was almost like a ceremonial affair and I pulled back the silk covering. Dante's eyes widened as his sight feasted on the beautiful leather coverer book on the table. I had seen the book more than him but the superior craftsmanship still dazzled me.

"Within its pages lie the secrets you seek." Sable accepted the book with reverence, tracing her hand over the intricate golden engravings on its cover. As she opened it, a soft glow emanated from the pages, illuminating her face with a warm light. The figure smiled knowingly and spoke again. "In this book, you will find the knowledge and wisdom of those who came before you. It contains the essence of all that has been discovered and learned throughout history."

Raff breathes as everyone surges forward to explore the new space. “This is it,” Robert says, holding up a thick ancient-looking book. The cover is made of what looks like delicate leather but there are no markings on the cover to indicate what it is. Deacon takes the book from him and opens it with care. The script is handwritten and as he flicks through the pages it is clear to see that many different people have written in this book, using different writing styles and tools. “What about the branding kit? Do you see it?” Luke asks, drawing everyone’s attention back to the task.

She had left the book tightly shut in her room with a bookmark slipped a few pages from the end. Selene chuckled at the impossibility. "I think you're mistaken." But Clara shrugged, her expression teasing. "But your name's in it. Even I don't remember you buying this premium edition. The cover is exquisite and shiny." She held the book up, and the light caught the gilded edges, making it glimmer enticingly.

"ASHES TO EMPIRE: Breaking Free from a Legacy of Violence" By Jaxon and Isla Winters. We each took a copy. Held it. Felt the weight of it. "We wrote a book," I whispered. "We really did." The cover was beautiful. Simple. Powerful. Dark background. Our title in bold letters. A phoenix rising from ashes. Perfect. We sat on the couch and read it. Cover to cover. Every word we'd written. Every truth we'd exposed. Every moment of pain and healing. It was surreal seeing it in print.

Removing some books from the top, my heart leaped for joy when I saw a book that I actually liked. "Thank you," I said with a smile as I pulled it out and admired the cover. "I'll continue to make use of them all." "What book is that?" Benjamin asked as he leaned in to look at the cover. "It's a fiction novel about romance in the midst of a plague," I answered and before I knew it, I was blabbering away.

It took him an hour to figure out how it works hahaha. He soon turned the book over to check it's title. On the cover, among the pretty colorful gems and butterfly designs is a title of bold golden letters that brought a sudden shiver to his body. 🌹Ruby and Aurelius🌹