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or with Azazel and Agnes.""I will go with Althea. Your sister can stay here," Katrina said and Darby gave a nod._____________________________"Why didn't you asked for the gemstone?" Azazel asked worriedly."Because I'm is not interested," she simply answered."What are you interested in?" he asked walking back and forth, hands crossed to his back."Playing games.""Your games will be the death of everybody including me..." Azazel stated impassively."Who cares about others," she let out a smirk feeding a hamster."What about me?" he asked, his face all serious."You give yourself too much credit."Azazel could just flutter his beautiful eyelashes.______________________________"Whose book is this?"

He sneered. We walked out of his apartment, our heads hung low. I thought things would have turned out differently. "Damn it. And I bet we can't break in again," I sighed as we settled into the car. "Who needs to break in when we have all the info we need," Blake smirked as he revealed the book. "Now this is what I wanted to show you," he gulped. Opening the book we saw different locations and pictures of Aubrey along with them. "This is psychotic," Xavier stated as we flipped through.

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"Could you get Arabia’s basinet from the car?" "Be right back." Nodding, I watched as Asher headed out of the house before turning my attention back to the boxes lining the walls. Maybe I could go ahead and start helping him unpack. That wouldn’t be too much, right? Stepping forward, I run my hand along the first box I find and pull open the flaps, revealing the many books that are lying inside. "Hm," I can’t stop the curiosity that begins to flare as I examine the titles. Most are clearly spell books, but there is one in particular that draws my attention. "Artes Obscurae."

Cassia took in the room with one look. Glass on the carpet. Stella over me. Me on the floor, holding the urn. She did not slow down. She crossed the room in three steps. She caught Stella's arm in that half-second of confusion, then pulled the urn out of her hands. She moved into Stella's space. Stella swung at her. Cassia caught it. I did not wait. I clamped my arms around the urn and crawled, hands and knees, glass under me, out to the SUV. I yanked the back door open and folded into the seat.

I raised my claws, and just as I was about to rip his face off, he raised the book on his face. "We found something about the healing powers!" His blurt stopped me mid-swing, and my anger sizzled into intrigue. "Really? Let me see." I grabbed the book from him and retracted my claws. My fingers grazed the Gothic-printed leather, and my eyes marvelled at the craftsmanship. "Where did you find this?" "A hidden section of the pack archives. It was dusty and..." I raised my hand to silence him, and his yapping ceased almost instantly.

Dan said, and I nodded. Soon after, we got to section B-2, and Beta Dan started pulling out some books. “I believe these ones are more likely to have what you’re looking for,” he said, handing me a book and another while he himself kept busy studying a page. I started to fiddle with the first book, scrolling page by page. The images and writing fonts were good, but not what I came for, so my interest dwindled. I believe I was reading something about rogues from the eastern side when I started to feel woozy, my eyes heavy and battling to stay open.

Because disobedience meant death. And maybe worse. --- Far in the distance, the last of Kael’s convoy sped through the forest roads, tires grinding against wet gravel, engines humming like shadows fleeing the storm. Inside the Rolls-Royce Cullinan Black Badge, Kael sat in the passenger seat, the ancient tome resting on his lap. The Book of Damned. Bound in something no one dared identify. Etched with runes that seemed to slither under the eye. Heavy as if filled with the weight of every soul it condemned.

“What the bloody hell is that?” I moved away from Ryker, my eyes were solely fixated on the book. Wiping away the shattered glasses, I did not care if it would hurt me. Once it was clean, I read the book to Ryker. “It is the Book of The Damned.” All I wanted was to get a hold of that book and satisfy my curiosity but when I did, I could feel the power surging from the book, my hands were painfully attached to it. Then the book opened, forcing my palm to hold it up the pages started to flip rapidly. So many images flashed through my mind but none of which I recalled. The book slammed shut and I blinked. I turned to Ryker and swallowed before finding my voice to speak, “Did you see that?”

Audrey looked through the shelves, trying to pick a suitable book that she could read, till she fell on a particular text; 'Ancient Mystical creatures' Audrey realized the importance of the book to her investigation. "I will go with this one."Everyone turned to look at Audrey holding up a book. "This one is my favorite. So if you will excuse me...."Audrey made an attempt to head over to the exit, but was called back by Martin. "We hope we can trust you on this secret?"Martin asked one more time. Audrey stared down at him with a smile. "With all my heart, I proclaim I will never speak of this to anyone."She finished off and left the tunnel and headed for her room. When she arrived at the cham