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Memories came rushing back, filling the void I had been feeling. A sharp pain burst in my head. When I came to, Amelia's shadow loomed over me, more terrifying than ever. A chilling thought struck me… Amelia looked like she was up to something sinister with my mother. My eyes went wide with fear. I tried to reach my mother, but as a mere spirit, I was helpless, forced to just watch. It was like the time I could only watch my mom fall from a building, unable to do anything. Amelia had cornered my mother at the lakeside.

" I paused for a moment, but I was very curious. The White Wings pack’s library was not unlike any library I have seen. The room was filled with shelves that went from the floor to the ceiling, packed tightly with books of all shapes and sizes. Sage guided me through the rows, stopping in front of a specific shelf. Without hesitation, he pulled out a book—and my breath hitched. It was identical to the one I was holding.

I look directly at the moon and see the light dimming even more as the sky is drowned in shadow, as the whiphers start to surround us all from every direction. The wolves start to panic, whimper in fear as they cover their ears. Our soldiers start looking around frantically to find the enemy to shoot and defend me, but there is no protection. The quartz starts to glow more intently as physical shadows start sweeping at them, but retreat when they get too close to the light. I can feel the connection between Serena and the Moon growing stronger and know what is about to happen. I start to float on the spot as I feel myself being filled with light. I can feel myself filling from my toes to the

Her footsteps echoed like questions. In the far corner of the chamber, a book pulsed with subtle light. It was bound in worn, dark leather, edges trimmed in iron that shimmered with residual power. As she neared, the hum intensified, vibrating in the pit of her stomach. It recognized her. Or perhaps it remembered her. Her hand trembled as she reached out. The cover creaked open. The pages did not stay still. They burst to life, casting shimmering illusions into the air—living memories unfolding like dreams.

she gives me a warm smile and just shakes her head before she nods and turns back to placing the books on the shelves. I quickly come across a book on bonds, but it takes me ages to find one about demons. I search through every book and shelf until, finally, at the very top, I spot a small, extremely dusty book. Although it doesn’t explicitly say “demons,” its title, “Monsters of Our World,” is the closest I can find.

Warm light spilled from the windows, contrasting the dull gray sky. And there she was. Gabby. Sitting alone by the window, a book in hand and a coffee steaming on the table. She looked so… normal. Like someone without a single care in the world. But I knew better now. I pushed open the door, the bell chiming softly. Gabby glanced up, surprised but quickly masking it with a polite smile. "Amelia, right?" she said smoothly. I didn’t bother smiling back. "Mind if I join you?"

(Author’s POV) Daimon’s sharp eyes darted around the crumbling chamber, his expression darkening. His monstrous army shifted uneasily, growling in confusion as the shaking intensified. Then, with a deafening crack, a hole formed in the air…just like the ones Daimon used to traverse realms. But this one was different, its edges glowing with a fierce golden light that seemed to purify the dark energy surrounding it.

It bathed the entire sky in a reddish light that danced as if out of flames; the sky hosting a dance of lights and shadows from mystical worlds. There was a battle between the day that would not go away and the night that was ready to beautify the entire land with its wonders. The last glimmer of the sun struggled in vain to stay in the blackened sky, but slowly faded into the distance, giving way to the mysterious moon that silently rested in the sky, mirroring its beauty into the dark sea. It was accompanied by the little shining jewels that enriched the sky with their glitter, resembling little marbles of ice.

[Kiss Me Harder, I Won't Run, I Promise!] The whole building was overwhelmed by blue and red piercing lights that luminously swam in the atmosphere, mischievously travelling across the whole place whilst rudely exposing people who tried to hide their evil deeds — a few of them, of course not many liked how the light approached them.

I still thought of Lyndon’s words about the prior murder case in Argao because I was there. I AM CURRENTLY reading CareLikeGoldFish’s work. The book is a mystery-thriller and even without romance, I couldn’t stop reading it whole because the scenes are so familiar, it’s like I’ve seen them before. Just like the scene where the main character shot his friend. It’s the same as what I saw there in Boljoon two months ago.