Ultra Violet Book Novels & Stories

Violet looked between him and the books, swallowing hard. “I can try,” she murmured, “but Kael… I told you—this book—” she placed her hand on The Book of the Damned, “—some of this is written in a language older than witchcraft itself. Older than the Order. Older than anything.” Kael leaned down, his shadow covering her. “Then read what you can. Even one sentence might save us.” “But—” “Violet.” His voice softened, but only slightly. “Sit. Read. Don’t get up.”

The room was covered in the dust of the figure’s remnants, leaving tracks. “It’s on the bookshelf. His dealings with the Vasilegda.” Aisha blinked at him, but didn’t argue. She simply headed to the bookshelf, threading her fingers over every cover, waiting for Ivan to say the word. “That one.” Aisha landed on a thick, navy blue book with gold markings. She leafed through it. “It’s just a folklore book.” “It’s not.” Ivan took the book from her hands, setting it on the desk. He closed his eyes once more and sent his will into the book with his manna. The book glowed red before the ink on the pages were wiped clean, replaced with handwritten notes and letters.

And this is how the last story about Light and Darkness that I wanted to present to you ends. It was certainly an extraordinary journey, showing different stories, but at the same time touching the same topic - can two such opposing poles as Light and Darkness connect at some point? I'll leave it to your own choice, but one thing is for sure - as Miyuki said in Book 4, wanting to stop the battle between vampires and wizards - Light and Darkness certainly couldn't exist without each other. If there was only Light but no Darkness, what would be its meaning? Likewise, if there was only Darkness in the world, wouldn't its existence be pointless without trying to "devour" the Light?

"The day I overheard Archer, they were discussing the Blood Moon day. I think I heard something about the Demon's forest." " Demon's forest? What's that?" Axel asked. " I have read about it somewhere, but I don't remember where." Adele thought hard and then asked Trevor, " Do you have ancient books in the Library here?" " Yes. We have every book related to supernaturals," Trevor says proudly. "Let's check," Adele said and dashed in the direction of the Library while everybody else followed her. They all started checking in the werewolf books, and after a few minutes, Adele found the required information in a Book called ' Scariest places on earth.' " It's here," she said, and the others left

the twenty-two-year-old complains, trying to escape his elder brother’s hold. “I’m sure the Supreme Ultima can kindly help her with that,” Alessio said from the doorway, and Caralyn frowns. As soon as Enzo steps out of the room with Mateo, Alessio shuts Caralyn’s door. The princess can hear Mateo’s continuous whining till it starts to fade away. She would have laughed in amusement if the Supreme Ultima wasn’t currently sitting in her room. “Come here,” he says. She walks toward him without a second thought, as if her legs already know whose voice it was. He stretches out the file to her, and she takes it, examining it.

Needs to feel real. Dear Violet, I start. Then stop. What do I say to that woman? The one whose world just ended? The one who thought her life was over? I start again. Dear Violet, It's me. You. Three years in the future. And I know right now you're standing in that living room thinking your life is over. Thinking you'll never breathe normally again. Thinking the pain will never end. I'm writing to tell you that you're wrong. And right. And everything in between.

If she could sustain herself with reading then she would. Niccolò threw his arm over my shoulder and offered me one of the cookies on his plate as a promise to keep his teasing to a minimum. I accepted it with a nod. Violet was so lost in her own little world that she didn’t even notice us coming into the library. I recognized the cover of her book and couldn’t help but smirk. ‘Her Cold-Hearted Alpha’ by Moonlight Muse.

I eye it suspiciously before opening it. Violet, I am the type of person to hide things. I am quiet and I am not the kind to show emotions. I hope you find this room to your liking and decorate it to your hearts content. I hope we can at least be cordial with one another as I have not feelings for you at this time. Your truly, Anthony

“Uak, come here and count the coins for me. I borrowed ten thousand from that weird guy. What is his name again?” Alaric eyes widened. Was she low-key dissing him? “His name.. To be honest Master, I don't remember but I don't think you introduced us. You just said he was an old friend.” “Well, not that his name really matters. Come on, let's talk about more important things.” More important things.. Suddenly, Alaric felt chills on his skin. Violet had expanded her aura through the hallway to ensure no one was listening to her conversation with Uak. She was sending him a message to leave. He smiled as he passed her room, locking eyes with her stern ones.

Uri turned the pages of the ancient book; he had read carefully the books Anthea had brought. The content of the two books about vampires was similar to what he had read in school. And in particular, there is no information that the Red Leaf organization has hidden. As for the book about the creator god, there were some important information, so he wanted to ask Clement. Half a month later, Clement and Anthea arrived at the bungalow in Uri's impatience and anticipation, this time, they also brought him lots of food.