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“Quick he's loosing so much blood!” And . Darkness… Desiree's POV I was sitted in a garden with a beautiful book in my hands, that I found on my way to the garden , this beautiful green gardens had a bench where I could sit, I sat there and began reading the book. It was a romance novel talking about two lovers who couldn't reach one another, they knew each other deeply but they just couldn't seem to hold hands in reality, their realities clashed. As I read, I had this great urge to look up and I saw the most beautiful human ever, he walked up to me in his very beautiful bicycle.

' Sighing, I opened the page, where I left off from. "Ha!" exclaimed Beauty, almost angrily, "know that I would lay down my life to save his, and that this Monster, who is only one in form, has a heart so humane that he should not be persecuted for a deformity which he refrains from rendering more hideous by his actions. I will not repay his kindness with such black ingratitude." I squinted my eyes, feeling the headache getting to me. Maybe it was not a good idea to read books now. I closed the book and kept it on the nightstand.

he steps closer, placing his hands on her shoulder "Calm down Delia, breathe in and out " " I can't " She kept on shivering, body trembling. " what happened, what did the book do," Sebastian asked and she looked at him in his eyes. " It ruined my life, my family" a tear dropped from her eyes " It possessed my innocent sister, causing her to kill her father, mother, and brother… this book made my hand fill with the blood of my very own sister" " You killed her?" Delia buried her face in Sebastian's chest " I had no choice" she cried. And I'm left wondering, what exactly is in this book and what the hell have I gotten myself into.

That depends upon the risk factor that you want to take because reading this book is not at all good and I would better suggest you to just let it go off and just burn it down because if you try to unravel the mystery of this book then it might try to save itself in process of which it can even harm or can even take your life which won't be good for you”, she explains the answer of my question And shortly after the conversation with her again I decided to come back to Brazil as it was the only place where I could bring all my actions into reality, so I came back to Brazil as early as possible after collecting every information of this book which was still a mystery and I decided finally to u

The dark sky had been broken up into raindrops which scattered with the sound of gurgling and the distinctive smell of rain. This atmosphere is very fitting with her sad mood, in line with the story of the novel she was reading, Jane Eyre. Although in her heart she intended not to read the book, because the book was highly recommended by Diana, the woman who was a thorn in her love story. However, Kat couldn't help herself. She keep read it and couldn't stop. She arrived at the part where the main character in the story failed from an imminent wedding ceremony, which only needed to say the wedding vows and was crushed by an unexpected reality.

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The night was quiet now—eerily quiet—except for the soft crackle of dying embers and the ragged breaths of those who had survived. Evelynn sat with her back against a fallen tree, her body trembling, every muscle aching as if the fire had hollowed her out. Her hair clung to her damp skin, tangled with ash, her palms raw from the force of the blaze. The fire inside her was quiet now, dimmed to a fragile ember, but it left her shaken—like a storm that had passed but might still return at any moment.

“Page two seventy-three, right after the betrayal scene! I highlighted it!” “Oh my God, can you sign my Kindle?” another voice piped in. The pink haired girl who had been trying to maintain composure, gave up entirely. “Can I just say…your last book? Masterpiece. My boyfriend dumped me the same week I read it, and I just cried and ate ice cream for three days, and it felt like you were writing about me.” “That’s… wonderful?” I squeaked. Wonderful. Really, India? That’s the word you came up with?

It is at this time the monster bitch Vesuvius starts to shake the earth. This tremor is a little harder than the others. The earthquakes are only going to be worse before the volcano finally belches her dragon breath onto Pompeii. "I hate Neptune's gifts," Eurydice says when the trembling stops. "Me too," I tell her truthfully. "It feels as though he is angry at us," Eurydice complains. I want to use her gripes as an advantage. Possibly she can turn her father's opinion of these "gifts" into what they indeed are. Signs of a significant catastrophe looming not too far in the distant future.

So I finally look up and see an eight-year-old girl annihilate my front display like she’s reenacting Fast & Furious: Bookstore Drift. Books everywhere. Glorious chaos. Behind her is a woman. A beautiful woman. A diner-uniform, exhausted beyond salvation, mascara-smudged, hair-falling-out-of-the-bun-but-still-somehow-sexy beautiful woman. She stops dead when the books hit the floor. “Oh my God—no, no, no—I’m so sorry—she’s just—today has been—I—please don’t kick us out—” The panic in her voice is pure, distilled chaos.