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While other shelves were numbered at least in integers and Roman numerals including letters according to procession, this one does have a label but… He ran all the way to the last shelf, counted five to left then reached over, 'what is happening? ' oh yeah. To think that I've lost it. ' 'My book sorry books come with me' as he grabbed the whole book once more. 'I need to understand what it is that this book told me yesterday again. I have to open that page...what's the page one more time...yea forty... Fifty-five, that's it, where it was talking about Dulce right and the clue.'

Shawn I've been stuck in darkness, trying to find a way out. I feel fluttering against my hand followed by Beth's voice. She was talking to Jordan as I feel a small pressure against my palm. It takes a moment but I soon realize it's Jordan's foot when I feel a second one press against my hand. It stops a moment later and then I feel a presence against my side, but the darkness forbids me to see or hear much. I only get glimpses here and there and it's only with Beth.

Then Kai moved it toward her across the desk. - What's that?- Miyuki asked, touching the book lightly with her fingertips, but still felt the slight vibrations from this volume. - You are studying, so you know for sure that one need a textbook to learn from. You could say that this is a textbook that contains the basics of magic. It has what I already talked about, but with more details, so I would like you to read at least the first chapter during this week, until our next meeting.- Kai explained.- Now, as we have fifteen more minutes, we will try to release your power that you have crammed deep inside yourself.- he added after a moment, getting up from his swivel chair, then walked over to

Small scraps on the sides of one board, showing that it’s pulled in an out of its place. I pull up the board, feeling my three friends moving closer. Inside are three different books. Journals. All three are labeled Testing with numbers. The first on is 1-30. Then 31-45. Then 46-… None of which bode well for our luna. And as we start to read through what happened, that feeling just gets worse and worse.

WATCH OUT FOR PART 3 AUTHOR’S NOTE: Just as Book 1 set the stage for Book 2, Book 3 lays the foundation for Book 4, which will wrap up the entire series. What this means is: Book 3 is not just a continuation—it is a whole new beginning. A fresh buildup. That’s how this series was meant to be. So get step into this story anew: the journey continues. Sending you all my love and gratitude, Kiss Leilani

for the rest of my life. The end. You knew I would appreciate it so much if you left the book a review. This is a please...... Thank you so much. Yes, You, for choosing this book to read. Your support makes me want to write more. And I will write more stories!

Author Note: Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issue with that. Rest I could guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books which are completed until now if interested do give a look over them. Her Unloved Mate Winning My Mate Back I Belong to Him Can't Help Falling in Love. My Bride is Not a Human

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The fourth ledger was different from the first three. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Not in construction — it was the same size, the same binding, the same pages. Different in what it was for, which she understood on the first morning she opened it in the twenty-fourth year and sat looking at the first blank page and understood that the first three ledgers had been the building and the fourth ledger was the tending.

They say all good things must come to a fucking end, and that is exactly what happened when Grayson’s cunt wife returned four days into the new year. Sure, it hadn’t all been puppies and rainbows as Amber, Leo, and Grayson had fallen into a rhythm of being around each other nearly 24/7. Amber had felt like both the boy's fucking keepers between trying to make sure Grayson ate and slept and trying to keep Leo from doing all the projects he suddenly decided needed to be done during his recovery. Like when she caught him reorganizing the pantry one morning, moving heavy bags of flour and shit or the night she caught his ass in the gym about to get on the fucking stair climber!

I scratch another tally on the ground using a rock as the tool. I count the number of an hour to indicate the time being stuck here. Figures Eddie or Solomon still needs to figure out the secret door entry of this place. Besides tally markings, I count the small fishes in the water, pluck flowers to make a flower crown, and reread the story of Princess Amihan. After reading, there is a rough charcoal sketch of the princess on the book's last page. I couldn't believe she looked like me. The eyes, the shape of my face, the chubby cheeks, it's like looking at my long-lost twin sister from old age.