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Alice the tent for a while again, but soon came back, announcing what she, Elisabeth, and Meredith had sensed. Eventually, from behind the trees, countless hordes of demons emerged, then vampires, and behind them other evil beings and monsters, in total almost 500.000 of enemies. Everyone gathered on the hill looked at this army in slight horror. Even in Elisabeth's eyes a fear flashed, although throughout all the years of her life she had a lot of tough battles with only slightly smaller hordes. Damon came into the tent, where Selene sat with Isabelle, Johnathan and Alice, just to say:

Her parents would never take a chance with one of the cauldron born, even if it was her and she guessed that all of her siblings probably had armed escort. Without another thought about the escort she continued onto the throne room. She was just about to the doors of the library when she noticed a fluttering shadow and one of the alcoves, uncertain if her eyes were playing tricks on her she stopped and turned to stare into the alcove. She was sure she saw something moving in the back of it she turned to get Issy’s attention to see if she saw it as well, but before she could the shadow disappeared.

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"How the hell did he make you fall for him? It's so nice to finally meet you. When my sister, Gwen told me he was seeing someone I was skeptical and thought he was making it all up but you're here, in flesh!" I tried hard not to blush. "Well, I—" my words choked back at the sudden speed with which she embraced me. "Welcome, welcome welcome! We're going to have lots of fun together and I can't wait to show you all the cool things in my room! You love books, don't you? Please say yes!" I didn't know why but this girl made my heart warm. "Yes." I chuckled. "Yes, I do." "Great! I have a full shelf of them, from Anaïs Nin, to Sylvia Day, and even..." She leaned closer and whispered into my ear. "

Nobody could touch that book in between the spell except me back then and that was how i saved Diana from Ravenna, we fled not long after and never look back again. Diana stole this book from her and I took it from her seeing how she was still under so much effect of that black book. it took me a year to bring back Diana from that kind of darkness. Now facing the very same book I hope it won’t trigger any bad memories inside her head. “I am ready.” She said and the three words held an unkind resolve in them. “What’s that?” I asked looking at the new item she added in the already list of things I bought for the earlier spell.

The doors were labelled with planets of the solar system except Earth; they were not labelled for figurative purpose because each door actually leads to the planets mentioned; those doors were known as “Dimensional Gates” Eric opened a brown door in front of him which had no tag, the door led to a large library, he climbed up three steps and was standing in the large room full of book shelves; one could spend a life time dedicated to reading and still not finish the books in this library. Mystical books of various sizes and titles like: Eye of the universe, Esoteric Time science, Time and Matter, Anti-matter and Gods, The way of Nova, The way of Elohim, The trinity, Mastering the Magic of Da

“And how is Magnus?” “He is as well as can be expected. Looking forward to seeing you. We will have dinner with him this evening.” I nodded as he led me inside to the great room. The interior did not disappoint. Everything was an open layout. The decor and lighting were moody with black and gold accents. Black was my best color, so naturally I was a fan. I looked around the kitchen that led into what seemed to be a common area. Walking down the halls, I noticed a library with a huge selection of books, and I imagined myself enjoying some quiet time there. As we continued to walk down the long halls, I noticed aside from the vampires that had accompanied us on our trip, I had yet to see anyon

Worried and happy at the same time though as she loved winter as she did, part of her yearned to swaddle the trees and make woollens for those who could not shelter by her own comforting hearth, yet dreading the idea that her friends were battling the hurricane. Looking at the people at the barn, Diana began to search their minds, reading their inner thoughts, their deepest secret. It was maybe so creepy but she has to. This was where she gathered information. Know who was who. And now she knew Cabin and Lanah were so worried about the Battleaxe tribe, they fear that their hidden floating refuge has been infiltrated by the Goblins knights of the secret order or maybe the minions of the churc

The scent of books wrapped around us like a blanket, spines of every color stacked high in chaotic reverence. For a few minutes, everything was easy. We browsed shelves, pointed out ridiculous book titles, and laughed quietly under the whispers of other readers. Diana stopped by a shelf labeled “Lost Worlds” and picked up a hardcover reverently. “This place is... peaceful,” she whispered, fingers brushing the page like it might burn. “Yeah,” I said, watching her, not the books. “It is.” Then the air shifted. A shadow fell across her. Then hands. Rough, calloused hands grabbed her arm.