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Like it was just talk. “The Black Book,” I said. “Tell me about the Black Book. What is it? Where is it?” Something flickered behind the drunken fog in his eyes. Even now, even this far gone, some part of him recognized that question and didn’t like it. His brow creased. His head tilted. “The Book,” he repeated slowly. “Why do you…” He frowned, struggling to hold the thought. “Why’re you asking about that? S’dangerous. Nobody’s supposed to…”

Chapter Fifty One Author POV She stared down at the book in her hand, and glanced back at her mom, who was sitting in front of her, as many questions came running through her mind. She couldn't stop wondering what the book is, she couldn't stop wondering the secret that it holds. Too many questions were in her mind, that she didn't know where to start asking it from. "What's this mother?" She finally asked, staring back at her mom in both confusion and curiosity. As much as she didn't want to give in to her curiosity, she found herself, getting consumed by it, and she could only concur.

Hey dear readers! It's your author Asmaa here. First of all, thank you so much for reading this book. You don't know how much it means to me! If you like it, please don't forget to drop a review and some gems ❤ I'm thinking of doing a Q&A, so please ask a lot of questions about the story and your favourite characters. I'll clear up all your doubts! Also, if you have any suggestions or if you don't like something, don't hesitate to tell me.

'You can just ask and I'll gladly help,' He said, hinting towards the book. 'Okay fine. What page is that?' I asked helplessly. Adam came towards me and sat close to me. He opened the book right to the middle and gave it to me. The title read 'The Dom and the Sub'. 'Who is the Dom and who is the Sub?' I asked curiously.

“Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ” He shrugged, flipping another page. “I keep telling you not to judge me with your assumptions.” “I'm sorry if my assumptions don't fit your personality,” I said, taking the seat across from him. “Why this book?” I asked, stealing the opportunity to know what the real Kael is like. “I like books that… make me think. And this one does.” “Think about what?” I asked, hoping my curiosity wasn't obvious. “Is this some sort of interview?” he asked, placing the book on the table without closing it.

“I am asking you who are you and what are you doing in my room Because if you wouldn't answer me I will make you answer forcibly by calling all my guards” “You haven't seen I'm an intruder and I am looking for something Don't worry I am not a thief” “Okay, whatever Are you a cop or what?” “I didn't have time to answer your question. But if I was a cop And if I ask you If you saw a white book in this house Are you going to answer me ” “This house has a lot of books what particularly the book that you're looking for,” The little girl asked innocently “It's not a book because it doesn't have any story about anything It's just like a list of things that your family would Be doing for the rest o

Christian shrugs his shoulders “There is no author of the book, but they see you as a threat Ashley and they will keep coming for you because they know you exist” “Well, they can try”

AKSHA BEATRIX ASLENOVIE (Present) “Aksha…” I followed a melancholic voice. “Who's there?!” All I can see is…nothing, it's as if I'm in some kind of a cell where everything is black, and it's kinda suffocating. “You need to feel it…” “Feel what?!” I asked back. With a trembling body, I tried harder not to fall on my knees. “Who are you?!” “We will meet soon…”

He looked a bit troubled. He slightly shook his head and smiled. “I have something for you.” My eyebrows shot up. Cassius walked towards me and handed me a book. “Here,” The book was thick; it also looked ancient based on its ripped edges on some pages. The hard cover is slightly cracked and the colors are faded. “Thank you, what is it about?” I looked at the strange book. He licked his lip, “It’s a book of angels.” I slowly nodded my head, “Huh,” I shrugged