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“For people who say they’re not friends, you sure do think the same.” I blink, “What?” “Like I said,” He repeats, standing up now. He walks towards the crates and digs through it. After a few seconds, he almost falls into it. I was just about to stand up and help him when he managed to prop himself right up. Holding a small red book in his hands. He walks towards me and places it right in front. It wasn’t that thick, and it looked more like a pamphlet than a book. “Girls are nothing but trouble.”

He asked me and again, I swallowed hard as I tried to think of the best thing to say. “Well…it’s not a normal kind of book. You might find it weird and I don’t really know what you might think of me”, I said calmly, and the old man started laughing. “Well…inasmuch as I don’t like boasting, the truth now is that I might be the only one who knows every single book and where you can get it from”, he explained. After a while of pondering, I concluded that it won’t be best to let him know that we were four brothers mated a girl.

So how is he? JestBook: O.O I have not slept with him… BookMa: What are you waiting for? He is hot and ready.that JestBook: I take it back, no overtime for you BookMa: Spoil sport, by the way, some guy came in looking for you. JestBook: Who? BookMa: I didn’t know who he was at the time. I do now, though he is the one who killed Rick. JestBook: O.O he came to the shop? If you see him again, call the cops.

My throat gasps in pure, shocking rage, my inner beast nearly losing its absolute cool—never in my entire life had my alpha status been so completely humiliated, especially not in front of an entire audience of my own council warriors! As mass confusion and wild growling reign over the messy room, Booker finally bursts out with a loud, furious roar, “Fuck! Who the hell is fucking with my beast on my special day?! You win this round, whoever you are; you totally got my skin. Just wait until my claws find out your true name in this city, and when your own birthday rolls around, my beast will show your body a real lesson...” Booker assumes the sudden explosion was just a wild prank from one of

“Or is it that kinky book you are reading?” Gabe says nothing, but flushes intensely. “Oh, Gabriel, pussy got your tongue? That’s right you don’t like pussy do you? You just like to hide behind the facade built around you, because why would anyone want or need to know the hot shot CEO is gay?” I taunt. “Take your vibrator and get your rocks off, unless you are man enough to follow through with those promises.”

“Cricket, you were telling me about your hacker friend. This guy trustworthy?” “He’s a Dog,” she said. “Who cares if the guy fucks around, is he any good?” Clutch asked. “She means he’s with the Dogs of Fire, dickhead,” I said. “I swear to God, it’s not too late to pull the plug on you. I can get Doc Gardner back in here and make him do it. He likes me.” “Booker is the best,” Cricket said, ignoring Clutch. “I can call him now, if you like. What do you want to know?”

I let out an exasperated breath. "Well, I would never enjoy reading that book ever again; I feel like I had pried into something 'private.” “If she left the book in the library, it means she intended on it being read.” “I bet not by her daughter-in-law” Axel chuckled. "Well, maybe not, but she wasn’t exactly hiding it.” “So the ‘blonde guy, ‘the motorcycle guy,’ they were all real?” “The names might have been made up; I don’t think there was ever a 'motorcycle guy’; they were terms she used to differentiate each guy from the next.”

“Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ” He shrugged, flipping another page. “I keep telling you not to judge me with your assumptions.” “I'm sorry if my assumptions don't fit your personality,” I said, taking the seat across from him. “Why this book?” I asked, stealing the opportunity to know what the real Kael is like. “I like books that… make me think. And this one does.” “Think about what?” I asked, hoping my curiosity wasn't obvious. “Is this some sort of interview?” he asked, placing the book on the table without closing it.

"That's one word to describe you." "What's that supposed to mean?" I crossed my arms and tried to look annoyed, but I couldn't hide the smile on my face. Gabe's lips twitched and I knew he wanted to smile too. "I think you know exactly what I mean." "Ok," Val said with a sigh. He took the book and brought it back to the table where he put a bookmark in it. "If you two are going to start your weird flirt-fighting thing I'm going home to Lucky."

"Hi. I'm Kim... from the bookstore." Hearing the word "bookstore", Jake was finally able to recall who this girl was. She worked in the bookstore where he usually bought books to use as references for his writing process... Or painting... an artist gotta do what an artist gotta do to achieve perfection. The internet can't always be trusted. Besides... Jake loved the way this girl called Kim, who worked as a cashier in the bookstore, looked when he bought random books about grave digging, self-made poisons and explosions, guns, and even exorcism. Thinking about it, Jake wanted to laugh.