Novel & Cerita The Book Of Daniel Audiobook

Instead, I would be grounded for a month rather than get nightmares for a year. There was dust on it. The particles made me cough as I blew to brush it off, only to inhale. I read the title as if it was in an ancient language. "Amihan," I whisper in the ancient tongue, pronouncing the word. It wasn't hard. Nay taught me a few letters of the ancient language, so reading the title of this book came in handy. Now here comes the fun part. I open the book to the first page and read the passage.

Gabriella. FLAMES! That was all I could see right at this very moment. Everything around me spun around in 360° and my heart felt like it was just about to jump right out of my body. "Excuse me Sir, what's happening? How did this happen?" I could hear Liam faintly asking the people around but right after that, my eardrums started to feel like they were burning from the inside. I could neither hear or see anything aside from the terrible fire that the firefighters were trying so hard to put out.

ANGEL Daniel worked from home now. Most days, at least. His study was all dark wood and leather, blueprints spread across a massive desk, his screens glowing with data I didn’t understand. He spent hours there, phone pressed to his ear, his voice shifting between languages I couldn’t follow. I kept finding excuses to interrupt him.

“I regret every decision that brought me to this moment.” “You’ll survive,” Emma replied. “I sincerely hope so.” The room quieted as Daniel began reading. He took his time, turning each page carefully. Every so often he nodded to himself, while Nova watched him with the unmistakable anxiety of someone waiting for an important answer. When he finally closed the notebook, he remained silent for several seconds. “Well?” Nova asked. “It is beautiful.” She let out a relieved breath. “But…” “I knew there was a but.” Daniel smiled apologetically.

Daniel loved to check out the handy work of all his demons. “Excellent,” Daniel said. “Simple.” Replied Drake with a cool smile. Daniel started the chant that would banish Drake’s passenger. The human dropped with a sickening thud. Daniel watched as the black void jetted out of the human. Daniel knew that the human would know real evil had ridden him for a night, but he would never have a way to explain it.

“Let’s alert the rest.” ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Daniel frowned in concentration as he sat by the table in the living room studying the book on Luke’s origins. He wore a plain white turtle neck and black shorts. A cup of hot coffee was beside him which he sipped from occasionally. The only other person in the living room was Tisha who had fallen asleep on the couch, wearing an oversized white T-shirt that went down to her knees.

“Oh my God…” Daniel finished the thought, his tone steady but dark. “He’s not just alive.” A pause. “He’s the one watching us.”

Daniel was already talking, animated as always. "I swear," he said, throwing himself into a chair, "I should've bet on Sage! I don't know what possessed me to back Darius. The odds were better with her." Noah chuckled from across the room, stretching his long legs. "I told you," he said mildly. "Never bet against a witch, especially one who smiles before a fight." "Yeah, yeah," Daniel grumbled, rubbing his forehead. "You're insufferable when you're right." I smiled faintly as I stepped into the smaller living room—a comfortable space tucked between our chambers. The fire crackled in the stone hearth, throwing golden light across the plush chairs and dark wooden shelves lined with old books a

We all surrounded the burning fire, silence creeping into the atmosphere hanging above our heads. "I will definitely miss the real world and being alive." I voice out staring at the burning fire, my eyesight a little bit cloudy. "Yeah. I definitely will." Daniel echoes after me. I breathe in and out then threw the book into the fire. Sounds of someone clapping cut through the solemn silence that was upon us. I looked around in horror searching for the hands that produced the clap. "Did y'all really think I would just vaporize into non existent once the book is burnt??" A horror-ish laughter followed the question revealing the hands responsible for the clap, The evil one.

Daniel’s voice sounded extremely grim as if he was coming from hell. He asked, “You said you are Zayden Collins, the president of the Dream High Group.” At that moment, Alice had just left the door with Zayden. They both turned around when they heard him ask that question. Zayden nodded and said, “Oh, it seem you know me.” “Well, I am more than familiar with you.” Daniel gritted his teeth in anger, then threw all his manuscripts heavily at them. Those papers, as white as snowflakes, flung toward them.