The Neon Bible Book Novels & Stories

He picked a table close to the wall. He’s ready to call Cela on the phone when he realized she’s already there. “Go ahead. It’s about a book right?” Cela said to Noah. “Yes. I want to dedicate a book for my late fiancée and our unborn daughter,” he said. Cela was moved instantly. She finds herself wanting to know all about them. “She passed away while giving birth to our first child but both of them didn’t survive,” he continued. Nate watches Cela from where he sits. It’s been many years since he last saw her and although he knows her feature by heart, he can tell that she’s improved so much over the years. She looks so much happier and healthier now than before.

His innocence was a stark contrast to the weighty tome before him. "Mother, what does it say?" Eden asked, lifting his piercing blue gaze to meet mine. "Eden," I began, my voice carrying the gravity of the moment, "this is no ordinary book. It's a relic from an age long past, filled with prophecies and knowledge that we believed lost." The words hung heavy between us, the air thick with implications yet to be unfurled. Jason placed a hand on Eden's shoulder, his touch firm yet comforting. "Son, within these pages lies the understanding of your destiny. A path set for you since the dawn of our kind."

She panted softly as she yelled out the word and made a sharp look at Helen. "Let's do this then" Jenna gave the Ball back to Helen, went to her room and came back moments later with some candles and an old book. Helen dropped the Ball right beside her feet, placed the candles in a circular form and lit them. "Get in the circle. It's time to feel some powers" Jenna got in the circle, Helen grabbed the book and got in the circle also. She opened the book to page 179 which talks about a spell called Necromancy and they both sat down.

Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf. She came across a couple of other books but she knew none of them will give her any information on what she sought after; ‘Moon Goddess' Mate’ by U. Tipper, ‘The Hybrid's special Guide’ by L. O. Klark, ‘Tribid Greed’ by Steve Reynolds, and a lot of other books.

I have only ever been to one, but it’s a trip that you will never forget. That club was the only time I ever had a dude suck my dick, or sucked a guy’s dick. The heather and shrooms had us flying high and not giving a fuck about who or what we were with. My mother stands by the table with her hands on her hips. “I warned you not to drink it. Take this for the headache,” she soothes, handing me a glass of clear silvery liquid that smells sweet and faintly floral. Nektare. It helps with most fae ailments, especially herbal hangovers.

“If they wanted us to be that way, it'll be wickedness. Besides, the more angry one can become, the stronger physically they are for the duration the anger lasts. They just don't want us to show signs of weakness.” “I think I understand better now. Lest you are run over by another clan that has an Alpha that looks stronger, yeah?” “That is it exactly.” The both of them walked down the corridor, only coming in contact with two other students. ‘Citadel K’ was imprinted on the door in a bright colour intended to catch the attention of everyone that steps into it before they did. “What's so special about this classroom?” Harold asked. “It should be placed downstairs like the others.”

She raised her hands, her voice calm but commanding, carrying across the crowd. “Children of the Moon,” she began, “tonight we release not just a leader, but a protector, a father, and a guide. Our Alpha walks now into the embrace of the Goddess, where the Great Hunt never ends and where no shadow dares touch him.” Her words rippled through the silence, steadying hearts that were breaking. She looked over the crowd, her gaze firm.

The room filled with a blinding light, and I shielded my eyes. When the glow subsided, I blinked, staring at the pages before we held open in Uncle Lucifer’s hands. The pages were filled with symbols, diagrams, and cryptic text. Millie stepped closer, as I stayed close to her. “What does the book say?” she asked looking at the large leather book. Lucifer’s eyes glowed with an otherworldly purple light as he read aloud: “The Cult of Draconis Cor.” Uncle Lucifer said in a low rumbling growl.

Euphenia, "This is a missing page from the Numenopus. It is fabled to be kept somewhere in Lunaveria. The book has the history of the Bracelet and other rituals which were practiced by the old Gods. They were powerful practices and thus were forbidden by others. Serkhet stole that page from the book to take control of the Bracelet. After her fall the book was handed over to the werewolf king and since then it has been guarded by them. Being your natural enemy Lunaveria guards the book against falling into the hands of the vampires." Rhain, "Fascinating! How did Nez get her hands on the page I wonder." Euphenia, "Someone must be helping her. Someone who is discreet yet quite powerful." Rhain,

She began reading. “We circle of 13 who are dedicated to our lord and God Baphomet. We are here to serve.” Seline froze and stopped reading. This was not a journal at all. Seline knew that she ought to put this back, but her curiosity was getting the better of her. as she flipped through the pages, there were texts and scriptures outlining the basis of their faith. Much of it sounded to Seline like it was just excuses for a man to simply take what he wants no matter what the cost to anyone else. At the back of the book, on the very last page were 13 signatures. all of these looked like they were written in blood. These Seline assumed, were the 13 members of the circle. Seline put the book do