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Her southern accent slipped into her tone when she asked me that. “Yeah, I guess.” I mumbled. “Excellent. Now, I can tell you about Eagle Eye’s marketing campaign.” She beamed. I tuned her out before she even began. I was in no mood to listen to her. Though my ears did pick up on the ATIAC — The Annual Tech Innovation Award Ceremony. It was the most exclusive event in the international business circuit and rotated locations every year. The upcoming award ceremony will be happening in two weeks time. Attending this high profile event will pull the Booker's name out of the gutters.

Earlier, Daniel had told Alissa that the book conference in JW Mariott was a big event that every publishing company in the states and some from other parts of the world would participate in. It was an understatement because it wasn’t just big, it was huge and Alissa could see hundreds, tons of people with a few familiar faces at sight. Celebrities take a picture with their fans while writers are on every booth doing a book signing of their own. Fans can be seen in a long queue just to see them and Alissa saw one of her favorite writers.

Ava The Las Vegas Book Festival was held in a sprawling park just off the strip. Tents stretched across the grass, white canopies flapping in the desert wind. Authors milled about, clutching coffee cups and clutching their nerves. Readers wandered between booths, arms loaded with books, faces bright with excitement. I was scheduled to speak at 2 PM on the main stage. My talk went well. Better than well. The crowd was warm, engaged, full of questions about forgiveness and healing and the stories that save us. I read from my novel—the passage about Elena learning to be alone—and watched as people wiped their eyes.

He pointed it out casually. "Ah, yes." Lisa pursed her lips. When you had too many expenses, it was impossible to spend some on trivial things. Lisa, who had less than a few accessories, started to think about how to acquire more. The book launch event was held in the city's big library, and they were led right in the moment they arrived. The place was packed full of fans. The author wasn't just any common author; he was Caleb Monroe. A big-hit author who hardly shows up in public.

“We were just reviewing the skeleton for the book festival. We have less than two weeks.” “Oh,” I said, the single syllable trailing behind me. “Who's the guest speaker?” I asked hoping I'll get involved in the conversation. “Linda Lively,” April answered. “We already spoke to the director about it.” “We haven't settled on the venue,” Arian said, still not looking at me “I tried again, hoping he would even listen to me. “Arian, can we use a…” He cut me off, still scribbling. “This part of the discussion is for old members and the planning committee.” His words were calm, almost too calm, but the dismissal stung like spirit on a fresh wound.

“As much as I want to talk to you forever, I’m going to head out to meet her. I’ll keep you updated, though.” She frowns and nods. “I hope you find the answers you’re looking for and can return soon.” “I will. When has Alejandro set the conference for?” I ask. I do want to be back for it. “Soon, at the next Blood Moon, which is the biggest gathering of the year. He will do a live conference at the ball. This year, the Night Walker Pack is hosting it.” I nod, “That makes sense. A larger public audience means more people can ask questions. Although shame for those who find their mates, they’ll be hit with a lot of questions.” I say.

Bella Pov I found out about Karen's book tour on a Wednesday morning when Tanya sent me a link with three exclamation marks. Karen Tyler was doing a Q&A at Ridgeline Books on Saturday afternoon. The caption on the event page said "an honest conversation about healing, survival, and reclaiming your truth." I read it twice and felt sick. She was coming to our city. The woman who had written a bestselling book full of lies about my life was coming here to sell it in person.

“Hm, I like to read comics but that does not mean I like to come to events nor hate it. I've never even tried to go there or find it around.” But for the bookstore Bazaar it is another story, Debbie was deliberately looking for and came directly to hunt for discount comics. “At the end of the year in the town hall there is always a Japanese culture festival. You've never been here, have you?” The event that Alfred mentioned is the closing event of each year held by the official city government. The foreign cultural introduction event includes various activities, including culinary specialties, cosplay competitions, comics bazaars and so on. “No, but I had heard about it." Debbie replied indi

Kennedy POV. The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book, it's Robert birthday gift, who'd knew a grown up man would kill for the newest werewolf love book. I got into my car, drove carefully toward the local book store, they had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kids story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?