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“The Royal Guard of The Moon Goddess.” “I love that book,” I say, reaching to rub my finger over the cover. It’s practically our bible in some ways. It always seems like whatever is wrong in your life, whatever you need help with … the book will get you there. Especially since the sages are worthless most of the time. *Good thinking, maybe we’ll find something helpful,* I tell Parker, over mind-link. Though he doesn’t answer, I’m not expecting him to. “The… Roooee yaaa Rooo yah llll…” Hannah sounds out. No one here would dare pick on her, though she sounds like a child learning to read. I find it incredibly endearing.

"Clarissa contacted me, but it was weird. It felt like she was on a different frequency with me. Her exact words were to tell you to find the words you couldn't read; it's the key." Joseph sat for a moment, thinking over what I said, trying to recall what it could mean. His face lit up with recognition as he stood and quickly made his way to the bookshelf in the upper level, returning with the book from the council. "What the hell does that old book have to do with anything?" Alyssa stood and walked towards Joseph, snatching the book from his hands. "Where did you get this?" "I stole it from the council when I was a kid." Shrugging, I crossed my arms. I was beyond confused now; what did an o

Mathius admitted. Yeah, I can’t imagine having three at one time. One is enough for now. Sapphire announces that it is time to open presents. We make our way over. Mathius has his arm wrapped around Emery who has a smile on his face. I watch as Niko opens present after present. Yeah these kids are spoiled and they know it. I laugh at something Arlo says when I feel a tug on my pants. Niko is standing there with a box. I take the box out of his hand as Rishard lifts him up. Candance has Jayson in her arms. “Are you fucking serious?” I say.

I ask skeptically. “Wards aren't magic, they’re ancient ritual protections, drawn from the earth and maintained by the pack’s collective energy,” he corrects, sounding strangely like a history professor. “And yes, they are necessary. The world doesn't like things it can’t explain, princess. It especially doesn’t like things it can’t control. You and I, we are one of the most uncontrollable things on this continent right now.” He keeps talking, filling the jeep with his voice—low, light, annoyingly pleasant, occasionally dropping into that serious, husky rumble that sets my nerves on edge.

The wizard who had been knocked to the ground by Arnold stood up but before he could make the counter attack, Arnold brought out a black book and pointed directly at him. He froze when he saw the book. "Do you want me to use it or would you leave this place now?" Arnold asked without mincing words with him. "This fight isn't over for both of you." He proclaimed before disappearing into thin air. First of all, I had a lot of questions to ask about how he came here and how he had just disappeared into thin air but the more important question at the moment was the book that Arnold had pointed at him. It was the werewolves forbidden book of sorcery and no one was allowed to use it or take it fro

Lena smiled a fraction wider—and it hit him like a body blow. God, he was miserable. As she swept them across at the checkout, Julian prowled the aisles back and forth, his fingers dancing over the spines but not really looking. He stood in front of the poetry aisle. A hand-scrawled notice taped to the shelf read: *"'For broken hearts and brave souls.'*" Julian snorted under his breath. *Broken* was weakness. *Bravery* was folly. But still, his hand closed over a slim book without deliberation.

This took a lot of weight off not only my back, but also the entire wizards and sorceress community. And you, dear reader, I hope that with this story, you will look a little more favorably on this darker part of our supernatural world. I know, probably most of you do not believe in its existence, after all, as the world changed, people began to forget that magic surrounds them everywhere, but I hope that this story will help you one way or another. Maybe it will give you hope and faith that love really has tremendous power? Because I tell you, even the greatest of dark magic bends when love emanates from the heart of any being. When other spells fail, love has the strength to overcome the f

Within this transcendent realm, knowledge, wisdom, and support flowed freely, guiding souls on their infinite journey of self-realization. The essence of Luna's memoir transformed into an ethereal codex known as the "Cosmic Scrolls of Luminescence." Within its sacred pages resided the eternal wisdom of enlightened beings, immortalizing their profound experiences and illuminating the path towards authenticity. The scrolls became a cosmic beacon, guiding seekers through the labyrinth of existence and revealing the radiant truth that resides within.

-Your Queen I looked up at him watching him smirk as soon as his phone went off, his wasn't on silent, so the others looked up as well. He didn't say anything to them so they went back to their research. He looked over at me, licking his lips again, then went back to his screens. I sat there, in awe, trying to think of a way to be helpful. I knew Ryan pretty well, but this part of Ryan is even worse than what I remember. He has completely become unhinged. He was already scary enough on a good day, I don't know what he could be capable of now. I sat there looking around the room. There were so many books in this room. "Go ahead darling, look around at the books, what is ours, is now yours." H

I run my hand over it before propping it open. 'How to refine your magic: A Complete Guide'. "Hmmm…" I purse my lips together. Could this actually be the answer to all of my prayers? Gods, I hoped so. Closing the book, I flip the book over. Weirdly enough, there's no barcode on the back of it, nor on the inside cover when I flip it open again. Had someone left this here on accident? I tuck it close to my chest. Well, finder's keepers, right?