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"You can have all the bed to yourself. I'll go turn on the TV." The bed dipped under Zain's weight the moment he jumped in even before Sasha could move out. "So what rubbish were you scribbling down in that book?" He asked impatiently. "Well, it's. . . none of your business. You shouldn't be curious about my rubbish if you think it's rubbish." "Who says I'm curious about your rubbish." Zain muttered begrudgingly. Though he still wanted to know what rubbish she had scribbled in there. Was it a love note meant for that shit head Moses? Or some other shit head student?

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“Better than that club, at least.” “Exactly.” April disappeared into the back room, returning with a stack of books. She plopped them in front of me. “Here. Keep your hands busy, maybe your brain will stop overloading.” I rolled my eyes but pulled the stack closer. “My brain has stopped overloading, work master.” “Motivator,” she corrected with a grin.

“We were due for a field trip.” The Apocrypha Gastronomica was housed in a pocket dimension that looked like a grandmother’s kitchen crossed with a mad alchemist’s lab. Jars of glowing liquids lined shelves, cookbooks floated in mid-air, and a faint smell of ozone and burnt sugar hung in the air. In the center of the room, hovering over the main tome—a massive book bound in what looked like living dough—was the problem.

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He had seen it in a video once but never in real life. He was truly impressed by Ruben's noble and meticulous character. The library was divided into three sections. A reading space with a coffee and snack corner obviously custom made for Luke, the main library where books were stored in different sections separated by walls. Descriptive head plates hung in the corner of the walls, labeled Space books, Cyber security and tech, medicine and engineering and the third section was a comfortable three bedroom apartment with individual bathrooms and a kitchen.

She was glancing around the room, trying to distract herself while she waited on her mom to catch up. The room she was in was a massive building with high ceilings. Thousands of 6 feel tall wooded shelves were standing upright and in rows and columns like a well-trained army. Each shelf held one giant ancient-looking book that was over 6ft tall. In front of each shelf was a small table that ran 6ft long and held 4 tables. Each table had a mechanism that could turn the pages of the book remotely from their seat, mages no longer had to get up from their seat or hire someone to turn pages for them.

** BOOK 2 ** TITLE: MARRYING MY EX'S UNCLE

My daughter, Lily, was hit and dragged for two whole miles by a drunk driver. I rushed her blood-drenched body into the emergency room. While the doctors saved her, I collapsed onto the floor in the hallway. With the last ounce of strength left in my body, I sent a text to my husband, Howard. [Lily is in critical condition. Get to the hospital now!] A few seconds later, my phone chimed with a reply. [Stay safe. I’ll be over as soon as I wrap things up here.]

"Finally home!" Cela said to herself as soon as she stepped inside her apartment. It's still bare but already messy. Papers are everywhere and trash cans are full of empty soda bottles, instant noodle bowls, and take out containers. The evidence of working almost non-stop prior to the release of the second book are still inside the house. She couldn't even find time to take them out.