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I vaguely heard Brenda asking them about someone named Ciara I think, I just ignored them and kept my eyes fixed on the prize. What prize you may ask because we both know you wanna know so I for one don't like being in suspense so I wouldn't want to keep you in suspense either. The prize in question was a glass bookshelf filled with lots of books—I could already see Nora Roberts, Karen Morning, and lots of my favorite authors' stories on the shelf. My feet moved towards them. I wanted to feel the books. I craved the scent of new books and oh sweet Lord they had a hammock installed in the house right beside the bookshelf!

She will be just getting into the car. Titan grabs his favorite tea from the hot bar in his office and makes a kettle. Once the kettle whistles, Titan pours a cup and lets the tea brew. He goes to a small bookshelf behind his desk. He scans the books. Collective works of Byron, Shakespeare, Milton, Frost, Austin, Cummings, Brontë, L. Huges and Knowles. But Titan wasn’t in the mood for heavy. He went to the bottom shelf. B. Potter, AA Mine, Dr. Suess, The Giving Tree, Rainbow Fish, and Mother Goose.

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.

I can't allow myself to get lazy I changed into a pair of trousers and a sweat shirt I went to the bookshelf on the wall of my room I held one of the books and then drag it down a bit I returned the book back to its original position as I took a step backward Immediately the shelf began sliding upwards I watched flatly as the bookshelf revealed and indoor gym Yes I do have a gym in my room but it's only for me and for also..... I strolled into the gym and surprisingly I met Red already there

But I’d love to. We shared a laugh. a kind of laugh only two connected persons could share. "He said he'd bring a lot of books later. His boss’s daughter is also a book lover like you. It looked like they were moving or needed shelf space, which is why they’re giving some of their books to you." My eyes sparkled with joy. More books! But I don’t have any shelf space left. Maybe I’ll place it near the television or on the stairs. "Maybe I have to buy a new bookshelf by now."

Holy. Lena closed the door, her hand skimming the edge as if shutting a holy vessel. She did not rush to turn off the lights. Rather, she walked between the shelves, letting her fingertips trace worn spines and whitened covers, breathing in the scent of paper and years. The bookstore was her sanctuary. Her cathedral.

"Didn't know you're quite the egotistical one." He grinned, "I should be. You're looking at the world's best super talented photographer." She rolled her eyes, biting her lower lips to stop her from smiling so hard as she skipped over to the book shelves. "Hey look, there's a bookshelves here. Probably the world's best super interesting books are right here." she said in a drastic dramatic tone which caused Toby to roll out fits of laughter, clutching his stomach tightly. "Dude you totally whipped." Barnes called out to Toby, shaking his head.

She set the tote bag on my coffee table with a dramatic thump. “Okay,” she announced, rubbing her hands together. “Book club. This is sacred.” “It’s one meeting,” I reminded her. Bailey stared at me like I’d said something deeply offensive. “It’s always one meeting until it’s your entire personality.” I tried not to smile. Failed. Bailey grinned triumphantly and unzipped her tote. “I brought options.” She began pulling paperbacks out like weapons. One had a wolf silhouette against a full moon. Another had a shirtless man with abs carved by a vengeful god. Another, horrifyingly, had both.

I pushed his shoulder playfully. ‘Oh please, you slept there once I think’. Finishing up our meal we carefully packed up the leftover food into the bag. Sasha took my hand in his and we made our way down the busy street. I looked all around me as we walked trying to figure out where he was bringing me when he stopped in front of an old bookshop. Pointing up to a beige sign above a green storefront that read ‘Shakespeare and Company’. I excitedly asked Sasha to take my photo in front of the store so that I could immediately upload it to my facebook page. I browsed the thousands of books upon the shelves losing track of time and of Sasha. I browsed the same aisles several times seeing new book

I go the opposite way, painstakingly reading each and every title. “Callie!” Alice exclaims excitedly. “I think I found something.” I hurry over, seeing her pull a smaller black book off the shelf. There’s no title on this book, only a gold Baphomet overlaid on the leather. “The Book of the Beast,” I whisper, eyes lighting up. “I think you did find something.” She cracks the spine and I lean over, heart racing. And then the library doors open and close with a boom, echoing throughout the entire room. Alice and I both jump, and she quickly shoves the book into her cloak.