Novel & Cerita Books Read By Julia Whelan

As the thud of the heavy leather hit the floor and echoed throughout the endless room, books started flying off the shelves, pages fluttering towards me in a whirl of turbulence, surrounding me like a twister. An abundant amount of words flamed from each page that quivered like a feather as it blew around me. The words; burned their sacred information into my eyes, soaking up each and every paragraph and phrase, a fountain of knowledge hurling itself at me and my wolf, consuming me and etching their distinct meaning into my very consciousness. And amongst the fluttering fury surrounding me, I saw Kellen, watching. “Miss. Langley, would you care to answer the question?” huh? I had tuned every

What if Julian has seen her ? Seraphina shakes her head and forces her attention back to the book in her hands. The cover is cracked leather, the pages yellowed with age. She opens it carefully, her eyes scanning the words written in the book. The door opens quietly. Seraphina's breath catches in her throat. She looks up, her heart already racing before she even sees who it is. Julian steps inside. He looks powerful in a crisp white shirt and dark trousers, the sleeves rolled up just enough to reveal strong forearms.

The heavy silence of the bedroom was broken only by the hum of the television screen. Julia stared at the small leather book in Sophia's hand. It was worn, its edges scuffed from being crammed into pockets and hidden in drawers. That tiny book held the key to the betrayal that had shattered Julia’s life, written in the handwriting of the husband who had lied to her until his final breath. "Give it to me," Julia said, her voice dropping to a low command. Sophia hesitated, her fingers tightening around the leather. She looked at Luca, then back at Julia.

The last thing I needed was more images I couldn’t forget. But I pushed the door open anyway. The room was dark, and for some reason, much hotter than mine. Julia lay sprawled on the bed, her breathing soft and even. She was fast asleep, her face turned slightly to the side, one arm draped across the sheets. Her hair fanned out over the pillow, dark against the white silk. She looked…peaceful. I sighed, shaking my head as I stepped closer. She always managed to find a way to get herself into trouble.

And then, because she had no idea what else to do — because her hands had to do something, anything, aside from shake — she reached for the shelf. Her fingers ran along the spine of a thin, worn-through book. She hesitated. It was one of her favorites — a still, painful story of finding hope again after loss. She drew it free slowly and held it out to him. Julian took it from her without looking at the cover, his fingers slowing to brush against hers. A jolt ran up Lena's arm. He leaned over her, his voice a low, menacing whisper. "I'll read anything you put in my hands."

Julia said, handing me a glossy bridal brochure. ​I took it from her, squealing with excitement as we huddled over the pages. But our fun was abruptly cut short by the sound of footsteps echoing down the hallway, growing louder as they approached the library doors. I turned just as the doors pushed open. ​"Hi," Helena said smoothly, standing in the frame with Caleb at her side. ​"Hi," I replied coolly, turning my attention straight back to the brochure. Julia offered them a polite nod before leaning back down to study the jewelry options with me.

We were collecting ourselves. Julian sat at the back table, flipping through the morning papers with a kind of practiced detachment, the way someone reads not to learn something new, but to see how far the story has traveled. Helena had come in early, too, laptop open, phone buzzing with messages that none of us answered right away. There were too many to sift through. Too many headlines. Too many voices trying to interpret something that had not been theirs to hold.

Julia continued to talk, “You've had your own share of scandals and trust me, you're loved by people. You are seen as an influential woman, you know that?” “I don't know,” I replied weakly as I sipped on my drink. “You've been involved with big names so far!” Julia told me firmly. “Julian Holland, CEO of Empire Entertainment. Duncan Mann, CEO of Duck Entertainment. Yamamoto…” “Yeah! Yeah!” I exclaimed, cutting her short. “You are lucky, girl. I am envious,” Julia muttered. “And why would you be?” I asked.

Julia on the other hand knew Natasha would not let her have the book. It was her obligation to keep the book safe and would do it even if her life was at risk. So Julia thought of the best way to get the book. If she doesn't get the book away from here before others realized, Natasha was dying, she would be at the losing end and all her effort would have been in vain. So she picked up a sword and pierced it right through Natasha's heart. Natasha lay a curse on the book. She said any coven that keeps the book, will experience ill-luck and misfortune. She said the book will not stay in a place until all the generations present during that time are all dead. And after their death, it book will

"Yes, very much. I'm happy to see Ishak so interested in the world of reading. Surely Ishak will be a smart kid in the future." William swept his gaze around the alluring bookshelves. He grabbed a book that caught his attention and showed it to Juliana. "Is there a book you would like to read, Juliana?" he asked gently. Juliana looked at the book that was pointed out by William. The cover caught her eye, with a beautiful illustration and a catchy title. He was interested to know more about the contents of the book. "Actually, this book looks interesting, sir," answered Juliana in a low voice. "I like the topic and it might be a source of inspiration for me."