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But then, why were all her belongings still here? She stepped toward the shelves and ran an index finger horizontally across the spine of each book, noting the authors. Stephen King. Paul Tremblay. Lauren Beukes. All horror, violence, and morbid. Certainly not what Jade preferred to read. The magazines held a different texture, they were smooth but thinner, and her fingertip snagged every crevice. She plucked a random one out and examined the cover. Vogue. Flipping through the magazine, she noted several of the corners were folded as a bookmark. She glanced over the articles on those pages: Interviews with influential people, food and drink reviews, and beauty products.

It was hilarious to compare this new reality of mine to the ones that were in some of my favorite books. Never once had I imagined that I’d find myself in a world that was similar to those created by my favorite authors. Oh, how much I used to wish that I was Alpha Gray’s Barbie Beast or Bloodmoon’s human princess who found her own completion in an angel, demon, and vampire. Enzo might not be a Rossi but had the whole mysterious Italian thing going on.

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She was getting bored. She went into the study to search for a new fantasy book. Alberto, her brother, added a new collection after fifteen days. He knew his sister loved to read fantasy books instead of love stories. She was running her fingers over the queue of the book's titles. "Twilight, Dead Beautiful, The Kiss of Deception, Relentless." She whispered the names of the titles, "City Of Bones," She pulled it out from the queue. She hadn't read it.

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Calm Before the Storm (Isabella's POV) The library smelled like old paper and cedar polish. Sunlight slanted through tall windows, catching dust motes that floated lazy in the air. I’d slipped away after the snowball fight, cheeks still pink from cold and laughter, needing quiet to sort through the mess inside my head. Shelves stretched high, packed with leather-bound books that looked older than the pack itself. I pulled one down at random, thick, dark cover stamped with a crescent moon. Ancient Mate Bonds: Stories of the Moon Goddess’s Gift and Curse. My fingers traced the title. I sank into a worn armchair, opened it, and started reading.

Untouchable. Judith had never believed in ghosts until Annie McBrown came back from the dead as Annie Yin. That evening, back in her walk-in closet, Judith sat on the plush velvet stool in front of her vanity, eyes locked on her reflection. The soft lighting from the crystal sconces cast a warm glow over the marble counters and mirrored walls, but it didn’t touch her. She had taken off her makeup, scrubbed away every layer of concealer, foundation, and highlighter, yet she hadn’t moved since. Her skin was bare, almost pallid in the low light. Her scarf—silk, white, embroidered with tiny golden leaves—still clung to her neck like a noose.

"I like bein' around y'all. Not like... nothin' big. Just safe." They all looked at Wren. She exhaled. "I don’t think I know what love feels like yet. But I know this? Us? It matters." The wind didn’t howl outside. The trees didn’t groan. For the first time in days, the silence felt like peace. They went home lighter, but still uneasy. Marked by dreams, but not by rot. The Bone House held their truths now. And whatever waited beyond the shadowline... was listening.

Hearing the commotion coming from the living room, Joseph padded out of the room and asked Victoria about the bone. Victoria looked like she was deep in thought as she glanced at my femur. "I can't remember when I ordered this. I probably bought it to make a bone carving. Or perhaps this is a wedding gift from one of my friends. "Forget it. I'll work on it later. It's been a while since I made a carving. Besides, the texture of this bone is quite good." I laughed helplessly. The first wedding gift that Victoria received was my femur. Of course, human bones were different from animal bones.