The Invisible String Read Aloud Novels & Stories

While I chewed the leaf, Lexi sprayed the potion that she made to make the invisibility magic work on both of us and taking my hand in hers, she mumbled the spell to make us invisible. "Can you see us?" I asked Nora in the mind link. "I can't even scent you both now... No scent and no sensation of anyone being around either. It feels like you both disappeared into thin air..." Nora answered. Then we are good to go... Nora opened the door of my room while looking everywhere around her and I mind-linked her while exiting the room, "Just walk to the living room with us."

Ceres “Ready or not, here I come!” My fathers voice rumbles through the meadow. Even the babbling creek does little to muffle his voice, a soft sound of water pouring over root and stone. I’ve hidden myself away under a tangle of tree roots, a small space between split stones and thick roots, dusted with soil and leaves washed through and settled by the rains. I focus on the rhythm of my breath to match the frequencies around me. “Be invisible.”

I prayed so. We continued walking in silence until John spoke up. "What next, Quinn?" Quinn raised his head from the map, looking distracted. "Uh! It says here on the map that there is an invisible secret door here that leads to the other world where the island of the Sea of Death is."

I took a deep breath making myself ready for a long lecture. "Ok, I'm ready began." I said. "I know you wouldn't do anything without a solid reason. So there might be something else you're hiding. Don't endure it alone baby. I'm coming to you. Let's talk." She said calmly. My eyes clouded with tears. She always sees right through me even though she isn't around. I wiped my tears and cleared my throat.

Libro Vitae whispered its voice harmonious. "Libro Vitae, please show me where Alastair is hiding," I asked. The book hummed in response. Libro Vitae became warm in my hands. The cover opened, pages flipped continuously until they suddenly stopped. The words on the page jumped off the paper, floating into the air, wrapping themselves around me. In a blink of an eye, I was pulled into the book. Light flooded my vision. Every sound echoed around me. Voices raced past me, speaking in riddles. Some shouting, screaming, others a dull whisper. Libro Vitae's voice became louder as I watched the trees form around me.

I know my face is artistically one heck of a masterpiece but - ] He’s cut off by twenty red threads spinning around him like spider web. [Fine, fine, I’ll tell her. You guys are so impatient. I know you want her to be your new Master but lay down okay? Let me handle this.] I don’t understand. I feel he’s talking to nonexistent matter. In this case, the strings. Weird thing is, they listened to him. They recede back in the ground, slithering towards me. They're never a trick of my mind, weren't they? This is all real.

"What have you done, Laura?" "Not now, Ludovic. Since you're king, command your men to stand down, and I'll show mercy to your kind." I looked at Iris and father beside me. "The problem is," my eyes changed, and my canines lengthened. Father and Iris stood close and poised, ready to strike, "it's in our nature to fight back. We're beasts, and we fight to the death." She flailed her hands, levitating in the air. The objects in the room vibrated. Empty glass flask fell to the floor, as the men scampered for safety. Her voice bsacme distorted as she spoke. "I am invisible. You cannot defeat me."

She could see the tremble in their hands and the squinting of their eyes as they shifted uncomfortably. “Guards are supposed to keep people safe, not make them cower in fear.” The man behind her said and she sensed a little accent in his voice. Gulping the lump of saliva, she placed her hand over her chest as she closed her eyes. Take one breath in. And out. In. And out. Repeating it a few times, she felt her body relax a bit. “Our apologies, Mr Luca. I-I just-“

I’ll figure it out, it’s what I’m good at and then you better run. I uncurled my clenched arms and throw back my hair, lifting palms outwards and chanting under my breath a string of Latin words that I know by heart. A vial around my neck lifts slowly and carefully and floats in front of my face while still hanging on the chain around my neck. Bobbing around like it’s on the end of fishing thread. Its misty white contents bubbling and glowing as though they’ll soon burst out of the vessel in which they’re held. The room becomes so electrically charged that even Dante can feel the hairs on his body lifting slightly and looks uneasy for the first time. The room sizzling with an eery wave of in

Drawing upon the teachings from the old leather-covered book, Jette focused her mind on a power she had learned—she willed herself to become invisible. A subtle shimmer enveloped her form, rendering her unseen by the watchful eyes of the wolf. Jette continued to walk, her heart pounding in sync with the invisible rhythm of her steps. The growling wolf, seemingly perplexed by her sudden disappearance, sniffed the air and circled the spot where she had stood moments ago. Jette, now invisible to the naked eye, moved with cautious determination. The path ahead unfolded like a clandestine journey, each step a dance between the seen and the unseen. The wolf, sensing something amiss but unable to d