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I tightened my hold on Leo, the abrasive hum of the fragments pulsing in my marrow. Suddenly, Ryan's terminal let out a sharp, piercing electronic chirp. Not a jammer. A message. A single line of text appeared on the screen, written in the Council's high-encryption code. It wasn't a Purge Order. It was a single coordinate, located three hundred miles north of our position—the heart of the First Prime's original den. "They aren't attacking," Ryan whispered, his face draining of color. "They're inviting us." Leo's neck clicked again. He looked at the coordinate on the screen, his golden eyes flaring with a recognition that didn't belong to a child.

"If this is a joke ... it's disgusting." I looked up, searching his gray-brown eyes for even the smallest hint that he was kidding. But all I saw was calm, like everything he said was normal. "Sorry, Lane." He didn't even pull his arm away from my waist. His fingers traced the skin that had just been shaking under him. "But don't worry. No matter what, you'll always be my first Luna. Your status, your honor—none of that will change." First Luna? I shoved his hand away, like I was shaking off a cold, venomous snake.

I wasn’t happy because Tristan can also use the spell, but I was happy because I could get to know more about the spells I'm using, which I'm sure would be in this book. The pages of the book were old. It's like it's telling the story of a thousand years gone by. The edges tingled with the passage of time. I opened the first page, and the texture of the paper was worn and soft under my fingertips. Unlike the other books, which don't have anything on their first pages, this was different. ‘Moonlit Enchantments: A Guide to Werewolf Magic,’. It was written on the first page. The scent of mystery lingered in the air like a ghostly presence as I took a quick glance at Andrian.

“Here you go,” Niko says holding out an old brown book. Like the mafia rules, there’s nothing written on it, no title, or author's name. not even an abstract design. Just a plain book. At least this one seems to be just an old journal not like the other one Niko described to be bound in human flesh, yuck. The original Mafia rules, not the copy I read but still. I still sniff at it a little. Only smelled old woodsy smell and nothing gross like rotten flesh or skin.

Hello Dear Reader, Thanks for stumbling upon my book. This is the very first book of mine on this platform. Since English is not my first language and also, it's the first draft of the story, you all might encounter some mistakes that gradually decrease with the proceeding chapters. The edited version is not fully ready so I decided to upload the first draft only. Hope you all would enjoy reading this book. Even if not, I will still be glad to hear your thoughts and opinions. I am always open to constructive criticisms.

Would you want Noah's book and would you prefer if it was attached to this one? I've given the first hint on Noah's book. It's in chapter 125 of the old version of the book and chapter 258 of the new version. Anyway, I'll drop more hints here and there as the book progresses. I really want to know what you all think so please leave a comment. PS; Thank you so much for the support, love, reviews and gemstones. You guys are just the best.🥰 Have a nice weekend. Take care and stay safe.

she replied, making Mona nod and excuse herself to the kitchen to prepare dessert. Mona took some fruit and peeled it and brought it to Raka. Mona placed the plate of peeled apples, pears and bananas on Raka's lap. Just as she ordered Raka to take the medicine, the sound of an incoming w******p chat made Mona grab a flat object from her bag. [Go home quickly! Wait for your punishment at home. Until Big Brother arrives first, your punishment will be more severe]. - Arka Mona's eyes immediately rounded to read the message sent by her brother-in-law. Rushing to enter the cellphone then glanced at Raka who had finished taking the medicine and was now chewing fruit. She approached and returned th

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

Two chapters from me. One from Noah. The book was at chapter fourteen of the first volume of the seven book series. At this rate we would finish the first volume in three weeks. I had already ordered the second. Noah closed the book. He put it on the bedside table. He looked at the ammonite. He looked at Adrian in the small chair. "You should stay," he said. The room was very quiet. Adrian looked at him. "At the hotel?" he said. Noah shook his head.