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“Yes sir!” the men replied. Once more, Zephyr laid his eyes on the books, his gaze rested on one of them. The book was covered in a layer of dust and was made of bamboo. It looked unique. “Thunderfoot?” Zephyr muttered as he opened the book, reading its contents. A wave of excitement washed over him. He excitedly flipped through the pages, carefully memorizing the technique’s intricate steps.

Berk said holding a strange-looking book on his hand. "What's that?" Alyssa asked curiously. "I don't know," Berk replied and gives Alyssa the book. "Let me see," Alyssa said and takes the book from Berk As soon as Alyssa held the book it opened immediately by itself. "Wow!" Berk exclaimed with his mouth wide open. "Berk! this looks really strange," Alyssa said as she looks at Berk. Berk still has his mouth wide open and looks like he is in a trance. "Berk!, Berk!!" Alyssa called shaking him continuously.

She felt like she was a kept woman! While being lost in her own thoughts, she didn't notice that Lisa pushed the book that was placed in the table towards her. "Speaking about this book, I've got this for you since you don't have anything to do anyways. It's a book about making pills. You should give it a try." Lisa said. Naomi looked at the book that was pushed towards her. The cover wasn't that ugly nor fancy as it looked quite ordinary. The cover had some words written on it which were "The First Steps of Becoming a Mage" which should be the book's title. The book was somehow thick.

Emma said, walking deep into the living room. "Thanks." She walked to a set of shelves on the far side of the room, running her fingers over the spines of his books. A lot of them were classics, novels by Dickens, Voltaire, Dumas, Melville, and Hemingway. She smiled when her fingers ran over the spine of not one, but three copies of Mitchell's Gone with the Wind. There were modern novels, too, including Stephen King and Sidney Sheldon, but they didn't look as well read as some of the others.

It was to fulfill her promise to Dave. But, to be honest, she was a little hesitant to go to the bookstore with the only hope of finding something. There were many books, of course, and it confused her. Which one to buy it? The introduction seemed boring—she spent a more extended time skimming some chapters—and some too business was very confusing. She could only blink blankly, not understanding at all. Moreover, there were many. She should have asked for his recommendation. She picked up a fairly thick book, around four centimeters. It had ‘Profit’ in the title. And as the title suggested, it talked about how to make a profit in any business.

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She looked proud as she explained this, but deep down, I had a feeling her father used these as leverage. She walked over to the end of the bookshelf, pulling out a black leather-bound book tied with a thin rope. Carved into the leather were the words ‘Book of Transcendents’. Maleigha motioned to a small round table and the three of us sat down. She handed the book to Kai and he opened to the first page.

A pain that made me hotter and wetter. Beads of sweat trickled down his temples and settled on the valley of my breast. My body trembled with thrills anytime he pushed deep. John's strokes came in harder and faster. A series of deep groans saw from his throat as he reveled in the tight grip of my pussy. Like he loved the way it clenched around him. I’ve heard about how buck cocks satisfy women, but I always thought it wasn’t possible. They always looked like an agent of mass destruction. So I avoided them.

“What’s funny, debtor?” “I wonder why you told me to get the book when you clearly can’t even read a book page without wanting a nap,” she jabbed. “I can. But I already felt like sleeping after getting past the first sentence of this one,” he yawned again, stretching his arms above his head. “What made you request it then?” She shook her head, cleaning the glass sitting table—which looked like a single, massive slab of polished obsidian—with a dry towel. Torvin shrugged. “Kodak recommended it to every werewolf in our kingdom group. Kept blabbing about it, so I decided to know what the piece of garbage was all about.”

“Really.” I flushed, hiding the book underneath the blue top the chief maid had brought over. He doesn’t deserve an explanation from me. “I didn’t think you’d end up learning from my first production.” The sound of laughter fades in the background. “Production?” I stammered. “Yeah, I wrote this book to teach all of the Alpha’s Omega how to get him riled up.” He didn’t look like it, but he didn’t seem to be lying with the way he folded his hands and felt like a best-selling author.