The Holy Science Book Novels & Stories

His low, melodious voice rang in Amelia’s ear: “I remember someone once said that the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams have scientific foundations. People need to be in harmony with their fate, not go against the natural order.” Amelia winced inwardly. This person really is a sharp one—how can he still bring up her past dismissals? But she didn’t seem flustered. After all, Carl was always sharp. If it weren’t for his keen eyes, he wouldn’t have helped the action team track her down through the smallest details. Ah, beautiful looks sure do deceive people. Every time Amelia saw his face, she just naturally ignored his identity. “First, we must believe in science,” Amelia said, her long black h

It was a golden yellow book that people believed was written by the goddess herself. I’d heard about the existence of the holy book of lycanthropes from one of the stories Madam Cora told us as kids but many believed it didn’t really exist. The holy book was sacred and was not to be toiled with. I stared in awe, my fingers itched to touch it but, out of nowhere, my head started to ache. I closed my eyes as flashes of Donovan touching me came back to haunt me and sweat started to trickle down my forehead. I was aware of my shaky hands on the chair and my quivering lips. I tried, I tried to hide it but I don’t think I was doing a good job.

One white priestess was crouched down on her knees and for a moment I had to take a moment to focus but then I was brought into the light and saw it was Caroline. Sophia and Clara were on either side of her going to her aide. Then Laura made her way over and Laura gasped. “Caroline you have the High Priestess marking.”

Noticing what she was looking, her dad smiled. "That is the symbol for alchemy in magick. This book is called Bnane's Book of Potions." Her dad said as he kept patting it as if the book was a little child or a favorite pet. "And only people with magick can open this book. All the special books can only be opened by the magick in our blood. Other normal books, about magick, about wiccan culture and symbols, now anyone can open it."

Kai took a deep breath and stepped inside, his hand tightly gripping the hilt of his sword. The temple was filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the soft whispers of the wind. The walls were lined with ancient manuscripts and scrolls, their contents hidden beneath layers of dust and decay. The clan spread out, carefully examining the texts, searching for any clues that might help them in their battle against the destroyers. "These manuscripts are incredibly old," Seraphina said, her fingers gently brushing over the delicate pages. "They could hold the key to understanding the supreme god's power." Alex's eyes were drawn to a massive stone pedestal in the center of the room. Resting at

Raking my hands through my hair, I thought of what could be the solution to this. Nymeria replied, “This book reeks of dark magic. I really have nothing powerful enough to kill something as unholy as this.” I looked up at the night sky which was dark and cloudy. “Please moon Goddess, please help us” I murmured while clasping my hands together, offering a prayer to the moon Goddess. Wait. Unholy. Dark magic was unholy. So we had to find something holy. I whirled to Nymeria, “We need to use holy water or something”

"No, you're not stupid. Ignore your brother, he's sick in the head-" "Told you he's crazy," I grinned, hopping off the chair to make cereal as I just noticed that it was dark outside, I have to eat something light before the ritual. I grabbed the milk, box, and bowl, and opened the drawer for a spoon. I stared at the cluttered drawer filled with all kinds of silver wear, but no spoon in sight. "Fine, I'll give you your book back," Gio gave. "And procrastination is putting something off till the last minute," he explained.

The older lady patted her shoulder lightly while returning the smile then headed back to her business leaving Amy behind. "Where do I start from?" Confused Amelia whispered. "What kind of Christian books would be less boring?" She exhaled deeply while her fingers traced through the books on the shelf. “‘Ahaha!” exclaimed confused Amy as she picked out a book from the shelf. “What could this be about?” wondered Amy while she read the synopsis of the book in her hand. She read out in an undertone, “Filled with faith and inspiration, Break Out will challenge you to build a new prespective, let nothing hold you back…” Nodding her head in concurrence to the words she read, “ hmmmmm…. I certainly

I took my book and I lit my index finger with fire and tried burning the book. "They got us there". Zale said and sighed getting his own book and tried to toss it in the ocean. I stopped my fire and stopped him. "Well, as we are back to square one, let's just try to gather information from the northern part," I said and smiled at him. I put my book inside my bag again. It was pointless anyway, to burn the book. It is the book of origin, a book written by the Gods, it is protected from being harmed by anything, by anyone.

she said, Yvonne raised Rachael’s eyes brow to look into her eyes “Are you on weed?” Yvonne asked “Get your hands of me” Rachael protested “The holy books talked about Leviathans in the sea; the holy books never spoke of the real Leviathans because God had already banished them billions of years before he created man, which means Leviathans were never part of the new plans. They are almost as old as time; they know God better than Angels but they failed our father and his wrath fell brutally” Beth said then looked at Arnold who slowly walked away from them and stood by a window looking out into nature