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His red eyes deepened, indicating his desire to sort things out. "One of the book of history has gone missing last night. The Book of Creation. And then this morning, it is found on its shelf again. Not a piece was taken nor changed," Merko said. I had been to their library a couple of times and had seen that book. However, due to my very busy schedule, I could not read it since I have to prioritize knowing more about potions. "It is not allowed to take the books out of the bibliotheca. How come that it has gone missing? Who was patroling last night?" Yamiko asked.

But what if I tell you about the darker things that prowl the streets at night, the very same one you walk at day, would you still feel safe if you knew about the varmints that have fangs and the other, that turns into a mindless beast with claws under a full moon, Who would you fear more? Your kind? That's more interested in what you have in your purse. Or ours? The bloodsuckers, that likes to drink straight from the source, which happens to be your veins. But without casting judgment, I must confess, I too was one of those blinded humans, yes believe or not... I was, or... So I thought. My life before the cleansing was... Overwhelming, to be honest, I was too busy trying to become the best

Everything that happens, everything that will happen, sprung here at this moment. Conflict and confusion of war can be dreadful for many, but for a few, it can be an opportunity to invade impossible places. ‘The Last Page’ only remaining page of supreme grimoire tells a story; story of a cursed place hidden within ‘The Great Black.’ It was a place entrusted to guard an artefact of power. A power that could grant any wish, absolute reign if you so desire. Believing such a legend, a team of men sought out for that forbidden place. The place is called ‘Mount Karma’. A place so dangerous that even the most powerful of them could never return once they have crossed the event horizon. No matter th

I let my hair fall on the other side of the wall, where the maids began working on them immediately. “Now, it’s time to answer all your questions.” Kenna sat on the throne only a few feet away. “But first, it’s time to tell you a story.” “A story?” I asked with renewed curiosity. The bath made all the tension seep out of my body. “Yes.” She smiled. “A story about the genesis of the world, of Gods and Devils and the beginning of the vampire race.” “Your Highness, do you mind if I tell the story?”

I say while repressing the groan of desire that wants to escape my lips. If I were less patient, I would follow her now, but tonight has been fruitful. I learned she is one of the founding members of The Sacred Mist Coven, along with Felix and another friend and that she lives in South Boston with her boyfriend who she was reluctant to return home to and that she works at a coffee shop called Mary’s Beans. A quick internet search while she and Felix were chatting about some herb shop, showed me that Mary’s Beans has 6 locations and one is in South Boston. I guess that will be the one she works at. “You seem more than just casually interested in her,” Felix observes.

The lengths that we would go for each other had been set in stone. I was sure now, that regardless of anything that could or would happen in the future, I would always have her by my side. The End The Reaver Chronicles: Book 1: Raziel (Complete) Book 2: Raphael (Complete) Book 3: Ramses (Complete) Book 4: Rowen (Complete) Book 5: The Keepers (Complete) Book 6: Rayne (Complete) Obsidian: (Spinoff based in the same universe)

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.

“Please recommend which one you think is the best.” Darien looked carefully though his back before pulling one out. The cover depicted a city landscape and a man’s silhouette overshadowing a skyscraper. “I think you would like this one. It starts out bleak, then it carries on to a happy ending.” Zach accepted the book and opened it up with anticipation. He might as well read something decent knowing it was the last good thing he was going to read before confronting his email inbox the next day. He lost himself in the story in the first ten pages and didn’t look up until he felt something heavy hit his shoulder when he was midway through the book.

I had been able to ignore it in the day with everyone around me, but being alone made me very aware of it. I did some exercises in the room for a while, then tried to recall the information I had learned from the Hunters Guidebook my grandfather and great-grandpa had worked on together. I still couldn't settle down, no matter how hard I tried. I called out to DJay and asked for a book or some music to help. Thanks to that, I was at last able to keep myself busy with a couple of books until finally, I felt my eyes drooping and sleep took me.

Different colors, but so eerily similar you’d think he and Raphael designed them together. Was I dreaming? There was no other explanation, but dream or not, my interest was piqued. I wanted to read what was in this book before I woke up and missed out on anything that could help me. I ignored the strangeness of this whole thing and began to read. I got about 2 paragraphs in when my alarm went off and my eyes fluttered open slowly. Wynter was waking groggily as well.