The Nightingale Book Cover Novels & Stories

There was some sort of writing on the book’s cover, but I didn’t understand whatever language it was. “Open it.” I heard a faint whisper. “Did you say something, Aisling?” I turned to my sister, but she shook her head. Her eyes were as wide as saucers watching me unpack the trunk. I turned my attention back to the book, and as I reached out to touch the book, a necklace fell out of the silk. I curiously picked up the chain. It had a dark brown leather cord and heavy brass crescent moon dangling off of it. Black gems encrusted the moon, making it beautiful in an eerie kind of way.

’ ‘No idea… gut feeling’ ‘Or you’re the most intuitive wolf spirit I’ve ever encountered’ ‘Or that’ she replied proud of herself. I peel off the leather cover and find myself admiring and caressing the intricate design of the book cover. In its center, 3 moons are carved in the thick front cover. A full moon in the middle, flanked by to mirrored crescent moons. The full Moon hosts inside of it a tree with arrows instead of leaves, a smooth tree trunk line and 2 symmetrical curved roots pointing right and left. One could tell that the carving was actually burned wood, manufactured in a perfect style, but what was weird and beautiful in fact was that the golden-bronze background was moving, sw

I opened it and found myself entering a smaller version of the library downstairs. There was no swirling staircase going up, up, up, rather walls full of books, some of which were only accessible via the sliding ladder off to the side. With my stomach full and heart heavy, I waltzed over to one of the shelves and scanned them, intending to pick a book at random. One in particular drew my eye. The cover was made of dark leather, embossed with a swirling gold font that was a bit hard to read. Tendrils of flame, interwoven with threads of shadow, danced up the spine and around the back.

He carefully removed one of the oldest volumes. Its leather cover was cracked with age. Across the front were the same crescent moon symbols carved into the pendant. Elsie's breath caught. "The same symbol..." Rowan nodded. "I've never shown this to anyone." He placed the book gently on a nearby table. Dust rose into the air as he opened it. Most of the pages were written in an ancient language. Until one illustration caught Elsie's attention. It showed a woman standing beneath a full moon. Beside her was a magnificent white wolf.

I squinted my eyes and glared at her. Tentatively, she removed the paper cover of her book. Underneath was a far cry from the gently paper cover. The paper cover had a street with cherry blossoms blooming on each side. The title ‘Never Apart’ indicated a soft romance. The ‘real’ book cover, the one hidden under cherry blossoms was a half naked man, He had no shirt and showed tight muscles. all over his torso were tattoos His hand enclosed the throat of a blonde girl, she was dressed in a shirt probably his because of how large it is. Her head is thrown back in obvious pleasure and the title is ‘Choke me Harder.’ Definitely nothing a sophisticated young miss should read.

She wanted so much to dream big and hope everything would work out just fine for them but she was so used to being disappointed and left alone that she feared it might happen again even though Lancelot clearly loved her so much; she kind of wished she could push the fear away. She turned the pages expecting to see a lot of writing but there were only a few lines in each page with lots of photos that were taken of her, all taken during her visits to the hospital for her antenatal care. It was as if whoever was taking the photos knew her care schedules and was always at every one of them. The photos looked great but Sophie didn’t like the idea that someone had been watching all her movement, i

"Bed time story!!" shouted Hans while holding a picture book that has a green dragon and a white bird on the cover. The title said: The Scale and The Feather. "Yes! Bedtime story!" shouted Ina. "Bedtime stowreeey~!!" the others sang excitedly. The Matron chuckled and took the book from Hans' hands. "Ventusien tonight? You must be loving this story so much, don't you Hans?" The Matron kindly said.

So tired that I just wanted to sleep for eternity. The steam was filling the room in a wet cloud. I morphed the clouds into animals having them float around the room. I smiled as a raven swooped around made just of clouds. Such a beautiful bird it was... A knock sounded from the door. I closed my eyes not moving to open it. “Valerie open the door or I am coming in.” Justin spoke. My mind was elsewhere. I would probably never leave this castle. Jumping out the window may be better than fighting against fate. If I was lucky the wind would catch me and bring me far away to safety. Far far away.

I shoot back, not liking the idea of her pitying me. “ Here. ” Miranda’s voice appears from beside my head and I blink my eyes, finding her face coming before me. “ Take this and read. ” Miranda waves an old looking book in front of my face and drops it on my chest, causing me to howl in pain. “ Bloody Witch! ” I curse at her, almost throwing the book away, but she disappears before I can do that. A poof and the witch is gone. I grab the book from over my chest and inspect the leather cover by turning it around. There is a wolf engraved in the leather on the front. The book looks and smells too old.

I run my hand over it before propping it open. 'How to refine your magic: A Complete Guide'. "Hmmm…" I purse my lips together. Could this actually be the answer to all of my prayers? Gods, I hoped so. Closing the book, I flip the book over. Weirdly enough, there's no barcode on the back of it, nor on the inside cover when I flip it open again. Had someone left this here on accident? I tuck it close to my chest. Well, finder's keepers, right?