The Book With No Words Novels & Stories

I stole it from him because he forbids me of touching his things in his workplace. The book title was "Beauty In Immortality", I wondered what is it all about but my forehead wrinkled when nothing was written inside the book. All of the pages were blank. I throw it in my bed and days passed. I opened it and started to see some words slowly written on the first page. It was magical like it was a book of magic. It was also creepy but I was interested and there I read a weird story that I realized was talking about me.

Its edges were lined with golden symbols and the title Wilbur had just read out loud. He flipped to the first page. The edges of the page were lined with the same golden symbols, but the page itself was empty. Wilbur frowned, channeling his spiritual energy into the book slowly. It was unclear what the book was made out of, but it seemed to absorb the spiritual energy. Wilbur's frown deepened, and he flipped to the second page. The same thing happened, as with the third page, then the fourth. Wilbur frowned in frustration. Just what was up with this thick book?

He wasn't quite comfortable with me living there but he respected my choice. “I'll patiently wait for a reasonable explanation for this, Scarlet,” he mumbled as he scrutinised the building. Was he checking for ghosts or demons? He might not find ghosts but he'll definitely see Roman's entourage of demons. “Thank you,” I said genuinely. “Bye sunshine,” I waved at him till he was out of sight and went into the house. The house was incredibly silent except for One Word who was in the living room reading a book. I swear it was the weirdest thing I'd ever seen in my entire life. A man like One Word reading a book. He was so big, so scary and so out of place.

The rest of the page was blank There was nothing about their gifts and nothing in this book helped with unblocking Kris’s. The last book was the orange one and it was completely blank not a single letter was found in the book. I shook my head, even magic played games with me. I sat the orange book down thinking about going on a search of my own to see if this place was holding back on me when my eyes caught the giant red book in the middle of the table I didn't even here it land on the table.

she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

"Can I get back to you on that?" He looked a little sad at my answer, but I could have sworn he sounded at least a little pleased with it. What a curious guy. He nodded. "Yeah. Of course." "So about this book?" I really needed to change the subject. Fast. "Ancient Nature of the Lost Ones written by some unpronounceable name." "When was it written?" "There's no date, there's also no cohesive language. It's almost like a diary that's been added to over the centuries."

She takes in deep breaths before bringing out the book from under her gown. 'The Ginnak's book of spells' was boldly written on the front page of the book. Her heart was beating fast, she felt she was doing wrong by taking the book without permission. But something about the book draws her attention. She opened the book, but it didn't open. Something wasn't right. She tried again but it didn't work. She turned the back of the book and discovered strange words. She looked deeper into the words but still, they remained strange to her.

I bring out the book and open it to prove her wrong, wondering what the hell is going on. "See? Words?" "That is what you see! Not what I see?" She brings our her phone and then takes a picture of the page I opened and then shows it to me. Fucking hell! "It's not—there is nothing there... On the picture..." I glance back at the book, "But it is on here." My hands are trembling as I lift my gaze back to Beryl. Something is wrong, I am absolutely confused. if this book is blank and hidden with acient magic as Beryl calls it and I can read it then something is definitely wrong.

her frown turned upside down as she pointed to a book floating towards her. She began to jump on her toes and clapping her hands in excitement “yes I did, I did it” she says as the book floats into her hands. We all gathered together to see what the book says but looking at it we could not understand a single word, it was written like a child was playing around with a pen, I've never seen anything like that. “Let me have a look” Sinclair said, rissa handing the book to Sinclair, he took a look for a while before continuing “this written in an ancient secret transcription, I can read but it will take a while” he said.

Bellina was the one, and maybe Xavier too. But this book… the history of it might have the answers I was looking for. I settled into a cozy nook, flipping through the pages. But as I tried to read, confusion set in. It was a jumbled mess of words and symbols I couldn't even read. “What the fuck is this.” I muttered, flipping through the pages, my frustration mounting. “I didn’t sign up for a language course.” Sameera chimed in, breaking through my irritation. “It’s handwritten with ancient words. Maybe you should stick to your romance novels.”