The Lost Key Book Novels & Stories

It was too quiet, eerily quiet. Dolores decided to walk forward, after wandering for a while, she finally saw...a book. As soon as Dolores got close to the unusual book in the middle of the white room, she was sucked in. As if watching a document, Dolores felt her eyes going through a novel called, "Saving my moonlight in the haunted mansion". Sadie Laurent was going through her late grandfather's stuff when she found an old key. Sadie being a curious cat spirit, kept pestering her parents to know where this place was, but her parents kept avoiding answering. At last, Sadie pestered the old granny of her house.

Author's continuation***** Karen cocked her head outside and when she was rest assured Tyler had gone, she tiptoed into his room, shutting the door slowly. “I just need to get that key''. Karen whispered as she quietly searched the cupboard for the key, but didn't find it. Disappointed, she closed the cupboard, considering where to look next. “Where could Tyler have hidden it”. Karen uttered and when she moved closer to where an old pile of books lay on the shelf. Without hesitation, she hastily opened the book, her eyes widened with shock when she spotted a small key tumbling from within its pages, hitting the floor. “Found it!”. She exclaimed excitedly, snatching the key up to her hands as

Jon left the area with the two guards who were taking down notes the whole time. After she had closed the door, Vivian went to her most favourite part of the suite, the bedroom. She reached for the bottom drawer and took out a box of oats. "Hello, my babies" she made a naughty smile and looked up. "It will be very difficult for them to look for you, even with heightened security" she laughed a bit while taking the pieces of the jewelry off the box, one by one.

Suddenly, like a flashback I remembered where some keys were kept in a Branden's cabinet. I raced over the cabinet and began to thoroughly ransack it, I continued my search for three minutes before I finally felt the keys hidden at the far end of the cabinet. I picked them up and went back to the study room, I inserted the key into the keyhole and pushed open the door the minute it budged. I stepped into the abyss of darkness and sauntered in as the dark room overshadowed me, it was time to go for some digging. Who knows what Branden might be hiding.

He had created the lot using only his code and his wits. "And now I will destroy them all," he laughed to himself. "All but Miaka." He took flight, not careing that he was leaving an earthquake in his wake. He had no care for his creations - good or bad. All he cared about at this moment in time was getting to Miaka. Maing sure she was still on track - following his grand design. He knew he was GOD. He was the god of this world he cared so little about. It was a game to him. All a game. And he would be the winner. The LOSS - Or last one still standing. It was all he cared about and all he ever would care about.

I carefully untied the ribbon that held it closed, revealing a beautifully crafted cover with intricate patterns and symbols. As I opened the book, a gust of wind suddenly swept through the room, extinguishing the candle by my bedside. The darkness enveloped me, but I wasn't alone. Whispers echoed around me, growing louder and more urgent. I strained my ears to catch the words, desperately trying to make sense of them. "Veronica, you hold the key," the voice murmured, as if carried by the wind itself. "The truth lies within you." Intrigued and unnerved, I clutched the book tightly in my hands and began to read its faded words. The first sentence was Veronica, you hold the key. The voice was

“She’s completely unhinged, so yeah, I think that’s exactly what she did. Come on. Let’s go see what she’s got for me.” He took my hand, and dragged me out of the room. “Where do you have it?” he asked Barrett once we were in the hallway. “Entryway,” he said, “it was heavy, whatever the hell it was.” My stomach sank. I didn’t know Valentina but I knew enough about werewolves. We were fucked up and we didn’t play fair when it came to anything. We made our way to the entryway. The pine box was there waiting for us.

The lady shed light on the details of the book. “Ok, But where is the key? I want to know about Red Moon night”. Becky asked while looking for the keyholes on the book. “For 1000 years back, a demon name Lucifer has stolen the key and hide it at someplace. He stole the Prophecy Gaze from the Divinity Library but he failed to open the pages. The only thing he got was the Golden key of this book. Until now, nobody could access the chapters of this divine secret. You need to find the key before the Red Moon Night to get the guidance from the book”. The lady looked at Goddess with hope.

“Do you remember where the key is? It has to be connected to something. Let’s start there.” I moved over to my desk where I hid the key inside the dairy Aunt Eloise had gifted me. I went still. My body went cold as I flipped the book upside down. I could barely control the shaking of my hands, flipping the book over again, and again. It was empty. My blood boiled, someone had gone through my things. “It’s gone.”

‘I can’t get lost in the moment’ I told myself, I had to find the book now. It has to be in the shelve on the wall. So I had to find the key first. I started searching the bedside drawer but then I got confused, first I found a single key and then I found a bunch of keys. They all looked the same. Well I had to figure out which of the keys belongs to the shelve. I started trying all the keys one after the other, starting with the single key which proved abortive. I tried and tried but virtually all the keys failed, but I still had one left. I closed my eyes and said a short prayer before I tried the last one.