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He said and I nodded "Oh I forgot to congratulate you when you win." I said and he chuckled "I want a present." I raised my eyebrows "What present?" I asked "Another date." "Hmmmm." I pretend to think "Please?" "I'll tell you later." I smiled to him "So what's your hobby?" He asked "Reading, Watching kDramas, eating and traveling." I munched my burger "So you watch Decensdants of the sun?" He asked and I nodded "Salute." I turned to him and he chuckled

“Come with me.” Winter walked around the library. She then went to the very corner of the room, pressed the room button and made it open. A secret room that holds magic books for tier one witches. The book was flying, unlike the books in the front room which were neatly arranged on the shelves. Helena just found out there was a room like this. Each book was coated in fairy powder, so it could fly on its own. “This is the book!” Winter exclaimed. She reached for a book with a red cover; a book that could show a map of the world.

“No more trials?” “No more trials,” “No more disgruntled postal workers?” “No more disgruntled postal workers,” Except one, Rachel thought, after seeing the list of events scheduled almost every day for the next three months. “We have two major booksellers conventions next week in preparation for the holiday season and I’d like you to attend both. A personal appearance by the author goes a long way to putting your book on store shelves. Check in with Joan first thing tomorrow for your tickets and itinerary. Now, go home and get some rest,”

He laid the book aside for just a moment and smiled at the sweet face of his youngest daughter, her blonde curls pulled into sharp braids behind her ears, just the way her mother liked them. Serendipity giggled, looking up at the ruddy face of her dark-haired father. “When shall I learn to read, Papa?” she asked, shifting her eyes to the much-loved volume as it sat on the end table next to Papa’s comfy chair. Across the room from them, on the much-loved bookshelf, sat volumes by Clement C. Moore, Lewis Carroll, and Serendipity’s very favorite, Hans Christian Anderson. “Soon,” Rudolph confirmed. “You’re going on five years old now. Both of your sisters learned when they were about your age. H

She keeps on complaining as she disappears into the kitchen, making me chuckle. The library feels empty without Ronan here, but I'm excited about the books, so I drag the boxes into the room and start unpacking them. I'm flooded with memories of past holidays where my father would come home with boxes of books and tell us that Santa would only bring more the next year if we read all of them.

No big surprise. "Huh. There's actually a pretty big section. You need a book on spells for gardening? Or how about one titled Weather Magicks? There's even one for love charms and a volume on breaking hexes. Nothing about magical Christmas decorations so far." "Try looking under 'Holiday'," she suggested. "This has something to do with your family, remember." "Good thinking." He moved again and Shelby went back to searching the desk.

The patio door burst open, and Chloe ran back in, covered in snowflakes, shivering but smiling. "It's beautiful! It's so sexy!" She flopped back onto the rug, grinning at us. Then she looked at the book in my lap and wrinkled her nose. "A textbook? Dad, seriously? That is literally the lamest gift in the history of Christmas." "Maya understands the value of discipline," Silas said smoothly, his eyes locked on mine. "And commitment to long-term investments." The double meaning wasn't lost on me. Heat crept up my neck.

Little me was in desperate need for love and affection, she was praying Kennedy and Robert would be a mommy and daddy. Finally came the cake, it was a chocolate cake, what little would say no to a chocolate cake, I had a generous slice that I devoured happily. Next was opening of presents for Robert he had some good ones and others he just closed back the box and gave his friends the third finger making me giggle. I stayed silent watching him open all his gifts giving thanks to each one for the none offending ones, lastly was Kennedy’s gift, it was the book she got from my job. He must he a bookworm like me. My little side wanted him to read me bed time stories.

***ABOUT THE BOOK*** The Elf King & I is a romance/humor/fantasy fiction set in the fictional world called Aldous (+ a few more) and the real world, USA. The relationships of the characters are: - BxB for main couples. - BxG for others. This story is bound to have some silly events to depict comedy scenes for a good-time laugh. Nevertheless, though the story may start light-themed at first, it is recommended to brace yourself for a heavy plot in the future.