The Burning Of Books Novels & Stories

Today I saw it in the books which I had not read so I decided to read this one. Currently, I am in my room and sitting on the bed with my knees pulled to my chest. I am holding the book with my only left hand. I cannot use my right hand because the king burnt it last night with hot candle wax. The candle wax had deeply burnt my skin and I am sure the wounds will leave scars. It was very painful and I felt like my arm was in direct contact with hot blazing fire rather than hot wax. It was worse than walking on the hot sand. When he left the room last night, I fainted. I woke up this morning.

"I told you, it was on the shelf in your study." Alexander's eyes snapped back to mine, "You shouldn't have been able to see it, talk less of touch it." A shiver ran down my spine as Alexander's words echoed in my mind. I stared at the book in my hand. What was so special about this burnt book? Is it more important than the fact that someone or something almost killed me? "Give me the scroll I gave you days ago?”

And once we were done, and I pulled her into my arms as I waited for her to rest so I could go for another round, I felt my father nudging my mindlink. ‘Rowan…’ I groaned internally. I didn’t want anyone to disturb my time with my mate, but since he was mindlinking me just after we had our talk, I figured it could be something serious. So I answered, ‘Yes, Dad.’ ‘I had called my friends to check for that book like we discussed, and they just got back to me,’ he said. ‘Well, the same part of the book was also burnt in each book. And I’m guessing it’s the same with the books in other packs.’

I watched the images, and my heart was still. "They're beautiful," I said calmly. Then I snatched the book from his hands. "Rosa? What are you doing—" I threw the grimoire into the nearby font of holy water. "NO!" Kaelan screamed in horror. The moment the book hit the water, it burst into flames. White fire consumed the precious images. 998 roses turned to ash in the inferno. Kaelan lunged for it, but the second his hand touched the holy water, it was severely burned.

Alessandro pov The candles had burned down to stubs, their melted wax pooling like coagulated blood on the dark mahogany tables. I didn't bother to light new ones. I sat motionless on the leather sofa, staring fixedly at the hearth where the light from the dying fire threw long, distorted shadows across the library walls. The amber flames danced over the spines of thousands of leather-bound books—histories of men much greater, much crueler, and infinitely wiser than I would ever be. Right then, none of their archived wisdom meant a damn thing.

The scent of burning sage lingered in the air, mingling with the faint musk of leather and old parchment. Inside the library, Kelda carefully turned the brittle pages of an ancient tome, her fingers tracing the faint Norse etchings. The firelight from the hearth flickered against the towering bookshelves, casting moving shadows across the worn wooden floor.

Raven took one, struck it, and stared at the flame. It felt symbolic. It felt final. She touched the flame to the ledger, and it curled inward immediately. Fire licked up the edge of the page, consuming names and numbers and signatures. Jaxon stood beside her, watching the fire devour the past. "One page won’t save us," he said. "But it’s a start." Raven nodded. "We’ll build the rest together." The flames crackled louder. The smoke rose, curling in the air like the last of their denials. They said nothing more as the book burned, and the room filled with the scent of scorched truth.

“That book is filled with lies, no wonder why they wanted to burn it!” “Alpha, I searched for anything I could find out about this book. This book was only prohibited and hunted to be burned because it talks about a forbidden topic. A relationship between an Alpha and an Omega was viewed as profanity. It was so indecent that they don’t allow anyone to talk about it.” Beta Alek explained. I scoffed at him. “I thought you’ve already read that book before you brought it to me. Tell me, do you really believe that this book makes sense?” I asked him.

“Please- don’t… please, give it back.” But Coral just smiled and rolled her eyes before she walked away from me. With one flick of her wrist, she created fire on the floor and threw the book into it. The flames erupted and swallowed the book- the last hope that we had- burning it away. I watched in helplessly and in horror as the last pages of the book was burned and turned into ashes. The fire devoured every secret, help or solution we had to deafening Coral and getting Valerie back, now we really had no way to destroying the witches.

He stared down at it, then at me, shock flickering across his features before the fight dragged his focus back to the next threat. “NEW FUNCTION DETECTED,” the librarian snarled, voice crackling. “CORRUPTED AUTHOR. ILLEGAL EDIT.” A volley of books arced toward us. I didn’t have time to parse titles. Burn, I thought, flinging the idea like a shield. Flame licked the edges of a chunk of them mid‑flight.