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He nodded his little head in response as he immediately did what I said. After making sure he won't be found, I went ahead to look around the shelves, picking up the books and glancing through the pages, the smell of books was just calming. I got teary all of a sudden, tears threatened to fall and I blinked rapidly, trying to push it back. I picked a book by Ben Okri, I wasn't sure I read it cause the title sounded strange. "The famished road," I read out loud A soft continuous knock on the door caught my attention, I raised my head up, looking away from the book to the door. I opened it to find my other two nephews.

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Do not move, do not react, stay still when he comes towards you. Station Gamma Thorne outside the meeting, blade ready. Nova swallowed. Numb. Behind her Jax stopped breathing. His whole body rejected the instruction. Stay still. While someone tried to kill her. No. He would be in that tent and she would not be. His body was locked in place but every part of him was already at war. There are four books hidden behind a hidden door in the library. When you pry it open, an arrow, poisoned with old black, will fly.

Ava's POV I smelled his cologne before I opened the front door. I adjusted my expression before I turned the handle, Into something soft, slightly tired. The face of a girl coming home from a pharmacy errand with nothing more complicated on her mind than getting off her ankle. I pushed the door open. Ethan was in the living room. He was sitting on the sofa with his jacket folded over the arm beside him, his sleeves rolled to the elbow, a cup of something on the table in front of him. He was relaxed, at ease. Like the house welcomed him in a way it never quite managed with me.

It possessed a geometry that was too perfect for the rough, organic interior of the hut. It was a Door. The frame shimmered with a faint, violet luminescence, pulsing gently like a slow heartbeat. The center of the door was a swirling vortex of black, but deep within that blackness, Ressi could see faint glimmers, like distant galaxies spinning in a void. It looked deep—impossibly deep. The fire in the hearth seemed to shrink away from it. The temperature in the hut plummeted. Fear, cold and primal, washed over him. He scrambled backward until his back hit the reed door he had been about to open. "Mungu wangu," he whispered.

The shirt smells as delicious as its owner does. I hesitate for only a moment. Then I slip my arms through the sleeves, pulling the oversized garment around my body and fastening the buttons at the front. Warmth rushes over me and for a second, I allow myself to imagine that I’m in Arnold’s arms. Wrapped up. Squeezed tight. Safe and secure. With a smile on my face, I nibble on warm, leftover fruit from Sky’s lunch bowl as I begin to scroll through rental listings. The distinct sound of a key slipping into the lock grabs my attention. A second later, Arnold comes through the front door after a long day of work. He kicks off his boots at the door.

I give his arm a quick squeeze then we head back inside. Walking arm-in-arm to the front door, I wave goodbye to Ryan then turn my attention to my new locks. To Be Continued in Chapter - 21 ******** Author Comment: Dear Readers, What do you think this story is going? Do you have any fan theories, I love to know. My Book Discussion Community Join Link:👉 bit.ly/avi22nash

Kevin heard Clark's response clearly and reached for the third bookshelf in the bedroom. "Clark, something's not right! It won't open!" Kevin conveyed his confusion to Clark via a video call. Clark pointed to a book in front of Kevin and said, "Book." Kevin didn't initially understand why Clark mentioned the book. Nevertheless, he gently moved the book as suggested, and a hidden door, cleverly disguised as a bookshelf, slowly opened. Upon seeing the hidden door, Kevin couldn't help but exclaim in his mind, 'Damn! There really is a secret room!'

I slammed the door shut and put on the clothes which fitted me perfectly with my figure showing off my manly abs. I waked toward a wooden chair and sat on it with my legs crossed against each other. I grabbed the cup of tea on the table and drank the content in a gulp. The tea really help, quenching the thirst for water in my throat. I rested my head on the sofa. I reach for a new werewolf book. I grabbed it and dusted the sand on it. I smiled at the nice keyword of the book. The author is my favorite. His book is always fascinating and intriguing. I flipped open the first page, read it with my eyes moving at the words. I really love the plot of the book, the setting and interesting characte