The Holy Book Novels & Stories

I shrugged it off as I asked-" Did you find out about the book of Elis?" He nodded as he blinked a few times after which his eyes went normal. He said-" It is not that easy princess. The book of Elis is not that simple to get. It's the most secret and holy book in WitchLand and was protected in a tomb" I frowned as I asked-" Tomb?"

He defended but before it could turn into an argument, William eroded. "The Unholy Book is nothing to talk about, it's basically a book with ancient powers." William said. Clancy looked at him "Ancient power?" He asked. "Yeah!" William stopped "We use to believe as we grew in the earliest days that the ancient book belongs to our mother." He said "Truthfully, no on knows but we slightly knew it did and even more." He added. Clancy was attentive, so as the entire crew. "The book as said my father in the days, he would explain to us it holds all contraries in existence itself." William emphasised "Its not just an addition, the Unholy Book was the first enchanted scripture to ever step foot on

echoed through the room, and then, and only then, did we begin our breakfast. You see, in our little Church, everyone has a purpose, a vital role to play in the grand tapestry of our community. Head Nun isn't just our spiritual guide; she's also an incredibly skilled surgeon. Our Church even has its own medical room, and she's in charge of everything, from making sure we're stocked with every medicine imaginable to stepping in with her expert hands whenever an emergency strikes. And the best part? She opens her arms, and our doors, to anyone in need, offering treatment completely free of charge. It's truly a blessing to witness her compassion.

"A woman with powerful Holy magic shouldn't have this strong of a hold on the son birthed from lust and sin. In fact, it should repel me, even while here in my domain." "I don't know what you want me to tell you." She glared at him. "It didn't give me all the details like we hoped for." She cocked her head. "I said she used a Bible, right?" "Correct. Are you misinformed?" He asked her. She hopped off the table and paced in front of the desk. "The book it mentioned. It detailed how ancient it was, yet the power it held couldn't be maintained by the simplest of Holy men." She stopped pacing.

She tossed the rubbish into a basket at her feet and flipped through a couple of open books curiously. “The Holy Inquisition,” she read the title of one of the works. “Heavy,” she took the book and put it down. - So, what do we have? "The Powers of the Elemental Witches," an entertaining read. She opened it about half way through and ran her eyes over the yellowish sheets. “Pffff, what idiot wrote that? If you read, so the Great Flood is our work.

she reluctantly replied and then glared at her stepmother, “But I already reviewed it last night!” “I know! But obviously, you haven’t understood it!” Martha composed, “The Bible isn’t just a book to read, Lola, it's the God-given manual-instruction to do our daily life. And you still watch K-POP and SpongeBob? You know those shows are the devil’s trap that will lead you astray.” Crossing her arms, Lola almost lost her temper, “And you know we werewolves have our own deity, don't you, Martha?” she argued, “We don't need to follow the human’s religion…”

Yuri opened the notebook to a blank page and wrote some words on it. “You use four Hebrew letters.” Yuri removed her hand from the notebook, and everyone saw some words written on the page which didn’t even remotely make sense. “Yodh he waw he. These are the ‘four holy letters’ written in Hebrew that symbolises God, the Tetragrammaton.” She tapped the end of the pen onto the page itself. “And if you put it into the alphabet…” “Y H W H.” Ren answered for Yuri, and the girl nodded.

Below them seemed to be normal humans and animals. She wondered where the building the two deities were hovering over was on the continent. She walked to the shelf beneath the tapestry and skimmed the titles. Most of them seemed to be religious books about the deities and creation, but there was one titled The Great Conflict. She pulled it from the shelf and opened it to the first page.

I demanded, eyeing the mysterious device untrustingly. Indigo didn’t try to hand it to me though, he merely unwound a string of leather from around it and flipped it open, revealing more and more pieces of parchment inside, hundreds of them, bound together and fanning up from the center between two thicker outer shells to make an arch. Captivated as all the parchment settled again, I watched in awe when Indigo pressed his hand down on it. “This,” he told me, “is called a book.” “A book,” I repeated reverently, easing cautiously closer. “Is it dangerous?”

It gave him the sort of feeling as if he was squeezing a grain of rock sugar within his hand. The moment that Holy Ice Silkworm shot out from Cairo’s mouth, the corpse disintegrated at speed visible to the naked eye and soon withered into skeletal remains. Behind him, once again, King Meryem kneeled on the ground and kowtowed. Tyr also found there were two yellowish parchment books underneath the skeleton. One of the covers wrote ‘Maddox Scripture’, while the other was titled ‘Kodoku Scripture’. Tyr’s heart jerked ferociously. The so-called Maddox Scripture and Kodoku Scripture were not the same books. Instead, it was divided into two different books.