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He shrugged. “I didn’t say I would be yours.” I squeaked because I hadn't. All I had done was agree to spend some time with him. A few days, he said. I had never once agreed that I would be his any longer than that. Now in the books I devoured, the women in these situations were always offered money. It was something I had never really understood, but it was hot anyway. On paper. If The Judge had offered me money to spend a week with him, I would have found some way of hurting him.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

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The idea sounded amusing, to be honest. Sadly, I didn’t get the chance to test it out, because Kellan sat down at the table just as Jade entered the house. She was carrying a box, and Kellan quickly got up from his chair to help her. Kellan took the box to Azura’s room, while Jade sat down across from Azura, causing the entire mood to change. “I brought them, but I was a little surprised that most of the books that you own are all the ones that Cyran wrote.”

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

I begin to bring the slightly big box inside my house and shut the front door, I was hesitant about this because there was no address and I can’t return this to the sender. I was curious and I was not really hasty in opening it but then I am too curious to know what I could be inside this damned box. I begin to open it and as soon as I saw what was inside, it was another brown box but smaller in size which I pulled out. I begin to open the smaller one and as soon as I finally opened it, I was stunned to see a red box with a golden ribbon and the awful smell of rotten egg filtered my nostrils. This box was bigger in size than the previous one I got so what could be inside?

Although she had not opened the box, Thea knew the Book of Malice was within the box and would also have records of Demonic Breath and Murderous Energy. After thinking for a while, she picked up the needles and inserted them into the box. Click! The box opened instantly. As expected, there was indeed a book within it. The book was stored in a sealed box and was preserved well. Thea looked at the book with hesitation and contemplated if she should open it to take a look. She wondered if she should practice Demonic Breath and Murderous Energy. After contemplating for a while, she could not resist the temptation and opened it to read through it.

The gesture had been so endearing, a glimpse into his inner world. When she got home that night, she had devoured the pages hungrily, each word bringing her closer to him. As her fingers brushed against the spines of the books, she couldn't help but smile, reliving those moments. Her eyes scanned the shelves, searching for another literary gem that might catch her attention. Catherine admired his taste in books; they were like silent reflections of his soul. She paused at one that seemed particularly intriguing, pulling it out. Her heart swelled with admiration and affection for the man who had introduced her to such captivating literature. Just as she was about to delve into the pages, some

Love Jac. I sat down and opened my present, very carefully unwrapping it. I placed the book down and folded the newsprint neatly. I picked up the book, looking it over carefully. Jac always found obscure books on his research trips for me, something new to add to my library. I wonder if this is the last book he will get me, now that he’s a mated man. I sighed lightly, I would miss this. I flipped the book over to the cover. The Country and the City by Raymond Williams. The book was greyish in color, always a hard cover. I went over to my shelf where I kept the books of urban citylife. I picked up the newsprint and went to my window, where a box sat on a shelf. I unlocked the box with a littl

A loud gasp escaped me as I read the message that it contained. My love, When I traveled forward in time to turn the house and my holdings over to you and I left you the note stating that the box would be located beneath the boards, it was what I believed to be true. It has been difficult for me to keep abreast of things from here, but I have had some help from your parents and your cousin, Anton. I was recently told that the box was removed from beneath the floorboards and taken away by a member of the society. The box is my sole property. It was made for me and was programmed to hold the magic by me. Taking someone else’s property from a house that belongs to a member of the society