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Lamia looked up at me, her green eyes holding astonishment and full of questions. I nod affirming the titled book. “This belongs with you. For you to give Seneca whenever you think the time is right.” The young shifter was going to need all the guidance she could as she grew older. The diary depicts Ascenas life, the things she discovered, the things she went through. And most importantly it held the history of how the the Lycan wars truly started and what led to the near extinction of humans in our realm. Lamia lays the book down on the table in front of us, turning once her lingering hands leave the cover of the old book, and takes both of mine in hers. “Thank you, Tala.” She says sincerel

EVE'S POV:- I was lying on my bed and was reading one of the books I was given by Master Adrian. He knew I would be alone after he would be gone. So he left me tons of books. I heard a knock on my bedroom door. I sat up and straightened up my clothes. "Come in." I said and the door opened. Ryan stepped into the room and bowed his head in respect. "My mistress, I have something to take care of. I am going out. Do you need anything? You can tell me." He asked me and I shook my head.

She just HAD to be! As he watched Faidh sleep, Heath thought about how different things would be for the world, now that he had found Eve. Humanity wouldn't die out. Heath was beginning work on his PHD in Biophysics in Nineteen Eighty-Five, when he met May-Ellen Reardon. She was a Math Major who believed the world would end through a new world war. She watched every newscast she could find. She subscribed to numerous newspapers. She spent hours at the grocery store magazine racks. Any hint of conflict anywhere in the world reaffirmed her suspicions. Heath would patiently listen to her daily comments of, "see, I told you it was coming," or, "This is going to be so so bad. They're just gonna w

Panic set in as she stumbled to her cloak, patting it down twice with trembling hands before realizing the book was missing. Taking a deep, steadying breath, Evee composed herself and stepped out into the corridor. The noise grew louder, chaotic voices merging into an unintelligible roar. As she emerged into the open, her heart sank. A mob had gathered, their anger palpable, faces twisted with rage and betrayal. At the forefront stood Justina, gripping the book high above her head like a trophy. By their reactions, it was clear they had some idea of the book’s contents.

As I had told her earlier, I was big on romance books, but hers would always be an exception. Halfway into the book, I realized that she was actually writing about us, exact sex scenes...very detailed. I finished the book last night, she ended with our last moment with each other. From the look of things, the book would definitely be having a sequel and of course Sloane and Gavin would surely come back together...which was definitely same thing that would happen between Eve and I. From the flyer I saw on her I*******m page, the event starts by four in the evening, so I have more than enough time to get ready and be there on time.

I was furious, how could this happen? I cradled her in my lap and Heath sat at my desk. “Eve, what’s wrong, please say something.” She straightened up and looked at me, then at Heath. “I can go,” Heath said. “No! No … I … you might as well know too,” Eve said. Heath knew everything about my relationship with Eve. He knew about Haven, he knew about the whole ‘in the dark thing,’ and I had confessed to Eve that he knew on the plane back from her dads.

There was no greater bond than that which traversed even fate. Eve had gone to the palace to apply for the position of a maid, and that was the first time she saw him—Prince Malakai of Mooncrest pack, and the most beautiful man she had ever seen. After she got the job she was assigned to HIM as his personal maid. What were the chances? Okay, maybe there was a little bit of fate at play—Just maybe it wasn't all a coincidence. Eve would like to believe it was a coincidence. Fate had never been kind to her—never, which is why she refused to believe that this great thing could be the work of fate.

“This visit was unexpected, I know. I should respect you more and give you space to think of things, but this is who I am, Eve. For you, I’m impatient and selfish. Next time, let’s meet whenever and wherever you want. I’ll meet you there.” He put on his denim, unbuttoned. Exposing the upper part of his rippled chest. He fixed them on as he went out. *** Getting home, Jane wore a pink jumpsuit, resting her back on two giant pillows with her legs on the bed. She was reading ‘EVE’ by Rose George, which was her favourite book on W*****d. Alice had a navy blue culotte dress with her black hair held up in a loose bun. A worried look spread across her freckled face as she stared at Jane.

He was gentle with me, way more than Ellie, so he is like a father to me, but Ellie always fought with him when she saw him being gentle with me, saying that if father discovered this he would be pissed, that I needed to train and not to be spoiled. My book of destiny is blood-red with golden details, black pages with the letters in white and the title is my name, "Evie", like every other book of destiny. It's the story of a cold-hearted crown prince called Davey Hadassah with a dark past and the sweet-hearted Grand Duke's daughter called Lexie White with a lovely family and a good childhood. A differential thing about my book of destiny and the books of destiny' of other Immortals, it's the

She pats her abdomen for emphasis. Once she closes the door to her room behind her, she finds herself pacing back and forth, desperate for something to do. She can't seem to sit for too long. Her eye catches a book she's been wanting to read. Reading hasn't exactly fit her mood lately. In one swift motion, she grabs the novel off the shelf, jumps into bed, and opens to the first chapter.