The Looking Book Novels & Stories

I press my hand to him, trying to get him to stay still. “I can help,” I murmur, fumbling with the heavy book in my lap. He pauses, eyes darting to the old book. His gaze hardens in suspicion but then softens. He recognizes what it is. I flip frantically through the brittle pages. 39… 91… 180… Focus. My fingers finally find the right page and relief washes over me when I spot the illustrations. I place the book next to me and take the bag, searching for the right leaves stuffy stuff. I do not know what. At least the book has pictures in color.

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

Becky asked again. The lady took her hand and take her towards the giant book name “Prophetic Gaze “which has a silver shiny cover. It has a huge golden lock. “What is this giant book”. Becky asked while touching the sparking cover of the book. As she touches the book cover, the strong rays emit from the book and glow the area around it. It is more like a dream. Becky felt a sudden jolt in her fingers which touch the area. She became shocked looking at the book and immediately pull her hand back.

Not sure exactly what She was lookSheng for, but She fIgured She’d know Sheng when She saw Sheets. After walkSheng back and forth down a couple Shingles, She turned the corner to go down a thSherd row of shelves when somethIng caught my eye. She walked straIght to thShes book that was pulled out further than the rest. She tried to blow soher of the dust off and all that managed to do was send her Siento a sneezSheng fShet. She pulled the book out and looked at the cover. She could tell She was an old book; She looked lIke She could crumple to a mShell Shion Sheets at any theher. She wiped off the front cover but there was nothIng on Sheet. No tItle or author or pIcture; nothSheng.

I didn't want Alexis to leave at the same time I didn't want him to hear what the seer would say to me, he seemed nervous about leaving me alone with the seer and I hated that. The seer waited for Alexis to leave before her eyes began to dart around me. “I can't believe you are real. I saw in it, where is my book?” She was running about the whole place now and her large dress made it difficult for her. When she eventually grabbed a large book and opened it I noticed there were illustrations everywhere, most of them in color, it was obvious why it attracted her attention. Some of the images depicted wolves. One showed a woman lying next to a human corpse covered in fur. There were so many pic

It was not easy to find the right one among so many books and roles, but after three hours of tireless search, he stumbled upon something. While Godric was looking through scrolls and books, he noticed a small book in one of the back rows. One might think that it was hidden extra deep, since it could not be found at first and even second glance. Godric reached for the hidden treasure and pulled the book out from among all the others. It was a small, almost crumbled book. The book cover testified to a long time and when Godric opened it, a cloud of dust came towards him. A cough left his throat and he wondered how long this book had been down here. The pages looked old and cracked, the writin

At mas gusto kong mag libot dito dahil luluwa na yata ang mga mata ko sa pag tingin pa lang ng presyo ng mga damit dito. "All right. Ikaw na lang ang pumunta sa bookstore, mag kita na lang tayo sa resto." Inabot niya sa akin ang pera at umalis na ako papunta sa Bookstore. Kumuha ako ng push cart dahil halata namang mabigat ang mga librong bibilhin ko at hindi kakayanin ng basket lang. May mga estudyante ang namimili rin ng mga libro at ibang gamit eskwela pero agaw pansin ang grupo ng kabataang humahagikhik habang hawak ang isang novel.

I commanded, my voice echoing with a resonance that was not entirely my own. ​The iron bolts groaned, a sound like a giant waking from a long slumber. The door swung open slowly, revealing a chamber filled with a soft, ethereal glow. Thousands of scrolls were tucked into honeycomb shelves that reached into the darkness above, and in the center stood a pedestal made of pure obsidian. On it sat the book, bound in skin that shimmered like a raven’s wing. ​"The Book of Shadows," Lila whispered, her torch flickering as if the room itself were trying to snuff it out. "It actually exists."

He was holding the book open at a page he had been on for twenty minutes and not turning, which was the evidence. He was looking at Adrian. Not the reading-you look, not the attending look, not any of the categorised versions. He was just looking, in the way you looked at something you needed to see — plainly, without strategy, with the full awareness of what you were looking at and what it meant to be looking at it.

“At least there isn’t any danger here “, Jane retorted, still looking around. She was looking through a stack of books on a cabinet like her life depended on it. I began to question the sense in even coming here in the first place. I didn’t know what I had hoped to find and Chloe was right; it was reckless. And I couldn’t afford to be reckless, especially not now. I was about to sink a little into despair when Jane called out. “Look I found something.” She held up a little black book that was almost identical to the one I found in my father’s study. There was only more gibberish inside. Both of us froze instantly as if in sync. There were sounds of footsteps coming from the front porch.