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Then he dismissed me with a nod, and I got up, walking out with carefully measured steps. But inside, my mind was racing. He knew something. Or he suspected I knew something. I went straight to evidence, signed out a burner laptop we used for off-the-grid digital forensics, and booked a quiet interview room. I locked the door, closed the blinds, and plugged in the USB. It whirred to life. A single folder appeared. “Black_K.” My hands trembled as I opened it. Photos. Videos. Voice notes. Documents.

Every single book in the Library was interesting and worth reading and she doesn't mind visiting the library every day to keep herself busy so she doesn't get bored. She finally found a part that was about the wolves and their Mate, this made her fall into a deep contemplation and she went further and made sure to read everything about it... Some things still confuse her and she wondered why The prince married her.. Lia was so focused on researching more about the Wolves that she didn't notice the person who was leaning against the entrance just staring at her with amusement... His eyes trailed off her scrunched up eyebrows to her eyes which seemed determined to read every single thing in th

"Kelda would like you to have this. It is very old, a history of our people. We hope it will help." Liv didn't move for several breaths, but finally stepped forward and took the book from Brodi's outstretched hand, careful not to touch him. The book itself tingled in her fingers and she almost dropped it in surprise. The book clutched tightly to her chest, she stepped back. "We are here…I am here for whatever you need," Brodi told her, holding his arms out to his sides. Liv bit her lip as she regarded him – like some kind of Viking warrior presenting himself to her as tribute. Her insides quivered, but she refused to submit to this insane pull she felt for him. It's not real. Just get out of

I slide the bookshelf open and take the book out. I flip to the last entry on the book and read the profile of Liana. It says she is the current oracle of the moon goddess and became the mate of the Alpha. There’s no mention of the fact that she stole the ‘’alpha’ from his original mate and watched as she was kicked out before taking her position. I let out a humourless laugh and flip through the other pages. A piece of old brown paper falls to the ground just as I hear Ida alert me of movement outside the door. I quickly replace the book and close the bookshelf before swiping the paper into my pocket just as Liana walks into the room.

"But I always see the same blue eyes." Emma smiled gently. "Sounds like you've been reading too many fantasy romances." "Maybe." Liana wanted to believe that. She wanted to believe there was a logical explanation. But deep inside, she knew something was changing. The rest of the morning passed quickly. Customers came and went, searching for mystery novels, history books, and children's stories. Liana enjoyed recommending books, often matching readers with stories she believed they would love. An elderly customer smiled warmly after she recommended a novel.

I love you! Dear reader, my name is Jennifer, and I genuinely hope you enjoy this book as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. Don’t forget to like, add to your library, and leave a comment to share your thoughts. Your feedback means the world to me. Happy reading! --------------------------------------- 10:45 pm, Friday. Her heart thumping hard, her palms glistening wet, warm tears streaking her cheeks, 13-year-old Callie drew her knees to her chest as she heard her most dreaded footsteps approach nearer.

Lily’s POV The rest of the day went by in a blur of emails, meetings, and trying to ignore the lingering looks from employees who were still processing the fact that Lucas Hawke was married. I could hear the whispers, the murmured conversations just out of earshot. It was clear that I was the anomaly in their well-structured world, an unexpected piece in their carefully crafted puzzle.

He shifts back; putting a seat between us and truly looking horrified. Bibah simply shakes her head at our childish shenanigans and takes a sip of her iced latte, metal straw clinking in the Hydro Flask. “The Awoo Book Club’s pick for this week is H.P Lovecraft.” She pats the voluminous book atop the pile and I notice it’s the library copy of H.P Lovecraft’s Omnibus 3. “I’m so excited to roast his ass.”

Skyla gasps, clutching her throat as she stares at the dagger and whispers, “I have seen that before.” I frown, looking at her, and ask, “Where?” A sly smile crosses her face as she stands and walks over to one of the bookshelves; her hand rests on an old leather-bound book; she takes it off the shelf and brings it over to me. When she sits back down, she murmurs, “In this book.” Lilly enters the library, saying, “You wanted to see me, Lisha?” I nod and look over my shoulder at her,

I looked back at the pages of the book, wrapping myself more closely in the gray scarf Oliver had given me for Christmas. However, I was not allowed to return to the land depicted in the story from my book, because I sensed a strangely familiar aura that was getting closer and closer to our property. My first thought was mother, because the structure of the aura was very similar, but a few details did not match. I put the book on the table and lifted the blanket from my lap, setting it aside, before giving Oliver a meaningful look. He must have sensed the aura as well, as was already taking Alex in his arms and then walking towards the gazebo, where Oliver sat him down on the bench next to m