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But as soon as she got into the living room, the two books were on the table. "Why are these books here?" she asked herself. The last time she saw these, they were in her room, on the bookshelf. She looked around; the place was too quiet. "They must have realized that I left," she whispered. Verena grabbed the ancient books and hugged them tightly. "I have to see what's going on, I need to," she said to herself. It was three in the afternoon, and there's no way that she'd be seeing the moon at this time. She needed a moment before she took a look at the witch's book.

It was an image of Scarlet’s face. Caitlin felt her stomach roll with anguish. How had her daughter’s face come to be on this ancient text in a lost vampire library? Once again, she thought of destiny. It was as though everything had already been decided. No, it was more than that. If felt as though everything that was happening now had already happened before, as if they were living in a constant loop with history swirling round and round, repeating ad infinitum. The life she was living was just one cycle, one in which the outcome had been predicted before, but was not set in stone. She could change the premonitions and prophecies. Whatever was supposed to happen, she still had control over

“I can’t take no for an answer, “Veronica said as she was fully transformed into her new monstrous form. Terrified of her ex-girlfriends’ transformation, June ran as far as she could hoping to reach the exit of the library. But Veronica pulled out a school locker out of the wall with her tail and threw it towards the exit, keeping June trapped within the library. “You will be mine,” Veronica said in her monstrous voice. “Whoa and I thought guys were pushy,” June said as she gestured her fingers to defend herself. In the blink of an eye, June released a barrage of fire to engulf as she ran to escape her wrath. “You will be mine.” Veronica said as she slithered toward June. She constricted he

Chapter 39 Martha was the only one left to fight against the hoard of vampires. She took her metal gun made with silver bullets whom she made under her secret laboratory. She took a deep breath when they finally destroyed the main door. The first two vampire showed their sharp fangs and with two shots, she bulls eye them in their hearts. They winced in pain. Their skin burned while their body turned to ashes. " It works!" She exclaimed. Their were three left and she was sorrounded by them. They're like a flash, so fast and one of them jumped above Martha but she quickly avoided his attack. She's turning around, side to side, at front and at the back, all of their attacks were defended my her

On close scrutiny, she realized an odd coincidence. Why was the symbol on the book the same as the tattoo on Ivan's back? Questions filled her head, bringing with them an eagerness to find answers. Inching closer to the table, she reached out her hand to pick the book up. But before she could touch it … "Didn't I warn you against stepping foot in this room?" _ A day was not enough to cry out. Only enough to find a moment's peace. Veronica's eyes bulged out, red and swollen from crying for a long time.

It was one of her favorite novels; VERITY BY COLLEN HOOVER. Not long before Christiana's life took a drastic turn, she borrowed the book from one of her workmates and had only read five chapters of the book before she was kidnapped. But she couldn't deny that only the first chapter of the book got her so hooked that she couldn't put it down. And now, the silly women ended up forgetting she was supposed to only take a peek and leave. She became so engrossed in the novel she was reading that she didn't hear the bathroom door creaking open. Well, not until...

Meredith said before leaving the library and leaving the other witches to voice their questions among one another. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Veronica sat naked on her tile floor as the shower overhead released water than dripped from her head and down to the floor beneath her. Her mind spun as she thought about all the images that had passed through her mind in the last few hours. More and more memories were coming back to her in waves. Her romance with James and the sting of his betrayal hurt as though it had just happened the day before. Veronica took deep breaths to control the anger that was figh

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

He assured her, cuddling her close to him. She thanked the stars that she had run into Rhys that day, or she would have been crushed by the weight of this burden before her. Hesitantly, she opened the door to the house, in half hopes and expecting nothing. Veronica sat in the sitting room, reading a book absentmindedly. One will easily know that her eyes were on the book, but not her mind. Her eyes darted around the pages, nothing sinking into her head. When she heard the creaking of the door, she looked up, her eyes lighting up when she spotted Sophie and her partner.

I choose Better. Melissa S. Vice is an American author of erotica, fantasy and paranormal romance novels. Vice was born in Duluth, GA a proud Libra in the fall of October. She is the author of Oblivion, the fantasy romance novel and book one of her Tales of Incipion series, and the highly anticipated werewolf novel, Beneath the Blood Moon. An avid reader, she was introduced to her first taste of whimsical love, Wishes by Jude Deveraux, and has expanded her shelves since those tender years of youth and blissful ignorance. Her enjoyment for video games and books inspire unlimited worlds of adventure and everlasting love to rival those that had come before.