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Dee’s eyes went wide with disbelief. “That book is a myth,” Linette said. “It doesn’t exist.” “It does,” I replied. “Covered in spikes, bloody writing, and glittering with gold and black.” Linette’s lashes fluttered. “No… that book was destroyed,” she whispered. “What is it? Some kind of forbidden text or magic?” I asked. “It’s the Book of Fate,” Linette breathed. “Said to have been destroyed centuries ago. How did you touch it?” “It… appeared in my room,” I confessed, my voice shaking.

He looked like a man ready to work. “Take anything relevant,” he ordered the guards softly. “Take ten books each. Find anything on the goddess lines, on remarkable gifts, and on old healer rites. Start now.” We dispersed quickly, hands skimming spines and pulling out volumes. My fingers found a thin book with cracked leather. Its title was faded, written in English from an old time. I opened it and scanned. Pages moved. It was slower work than I thought; some books were full of ritual and nothing more.

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Was the secret hidden in the words? Kiran quickly opened the first book he read yesterday. It was no. 7 of the first edition, and it was the one Margaret gave him. Everything was the same when he read up until page 7, but when he flipped to page 17, he was shocked to find out that the seventh word in the seventh line was the word ‘nine’, whereas the other edition and Yvonne’s edition had the word ‘sky’. Kiran seemed to have found the secret combination. He quickly looked at Mr. Simmon’s poisoned book, and according to his calculations, he flipped to page 557. The seventh line had the word ‘steal’ in it, but the other two books had the word ‘smile’.

Libro Vitae whispered its voice harmonious. "Libro Vitae, please show me where Alastair is hiding," I asked. The book hummed in response. Libro Vitae became warm in my hands. The cover opened, pages flipped continuously until they suddenly stopped. The words on the page jumped off the paper, floating into the air, wrapping themselves around me. In a blink of an eye, I was pulled into the book. Light flooded my vision. Every sound echoed around me. Voices raced past me, speaking in riddles. Some shouting, screaming, others a dull whisper. Libro Vitae's voice became louder as I watched the trees form around me.

Ava’s POV The books felt older than time itself, dust rose in tiny clouds as I cracked open the first book, coughing quietly into the back of my arm. My fingers traced faded ink, words in an ancient script I could barely follow. Pages of lineage records, names of Alphas long dead, descriptions of battles that were nothing but stories now. I skimmed through line after line, desperate for anything that whispered of bonds or gifts. “This one’s useless,” I muttered under my breath, shutting the book harder than I meant to.

STATS OF SENAN: STRENGTH: 35 HP Power: 51 HP Intelligent: Max level 100 HP Agility: 85 HP The leader of Black Eyes were named Lex. Lex receive a message while he was on the transaction of Drugs. When he open the bags of drugs he saw the message of Mother Tree and only Lex can read that message. When he read the message Lex immediately killed the person he made transaction with just a few minutes and after that Lex left. STATS OF LEX: STRENGTH: 78 HP Power: 48 HP

Olivia stepped further inside, breathing in the familiar scent of old books and polished wood. She moved along the rows of shelves, her fingers lightly trailing over the spines of various volumes until she found what she was looking for—a large, worn book bound in leather, its cover bearing the emblem of the Blackwood family. The title read, The Lineage of the Blackwood Alphas. With a deep breath, she carefully pulled the book from the shelf and carried it to a nearby table. Settling into a chair, she opened it gently, the pages brittle with age.

she says, walking closer. "No, it isn't." Right before my eyes, thin black lines start to bleed into the paper. They look like veins at first, then they sharpen into elegant, swirling symbols. They twist and dance across the page, forming words in a language that looks like dancing flames. "It is a hidden script," I whisper. The tingling in my chest turns into a roar. The book isn't just calling to me anymore; it is pulling on me. I feel like there are invisible threads wrapped around my heart, tugging me toward the ink.