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This is getting serious for him to suggest a thing like that. "C'mon Buddy, I just want to trigger your interest in this book. Okay, why not we have a deal?". "A deal?". "Yes a deal". "What deal, Antonio?" I asked feeling upset. "I'll have Barbara read to you the first chapter of that book then if at the end of the chapter it doesn't intrigue your interest of wanting to know more, then we'll forget about the book but if it does then you'll have to read the complete book. Deal?".

The only thing that I could read was this one paragraph on the torn page I’m holding. I snorted, this is stupid. I’m thinking too much about this. It wasn’t like I was meant to read this one paragraph. It could have been a coincidence. This isn’t a storybook after all. I shook my head in disbelief and continued to tear up pages after pages of the book. Popping the lighter open, I lit the now crumpled paper and placed the wood on it slowly so as not to put it out, blowing air on it occasionally to keep the fire pumping.

The library was quiet, the afternoon sunlight filtering through the stained-glass windows. Anna sat alone at the far corner, the mysterious book, The Reflection Game, spread open before her. Her finger traced the intricate designs on the yellowed pages, her heart pounding with both excitement and unease. The cryptic instructions whispered to her, their meaning elusive but tantalizingly close. She didn’t understand why she felt so drawn to the book, but she couldn’t let it go. It was as if the book had chosen her, as if it were calling her to uncover its secrets.

I was speechless. 'Ah, I forgot about that.' The book I was reading was called 《The Male Lead's Lover》. It was a story filled with crappy cliché, and I also don’t know what I ate to read that kind of book. Maybe I was momentarily out of my mind and bought that book in the bookstore, or maybe I was asleep as I picked that book on the shelf.

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He smoothly drew her focus back to the gift I had given her the large beautifully wrapped book. Beth's eyes lit up, the earlier sadness completely forgotten. "Oh my goodness!" she squealed, her small hands reverently caressing the cover. "A first edition of 'Voyage to the Stars'! You know how much I love sci-fi, Sage! I've been trying to get this particular book for so long! This is why I feel more excited than ever!" Her enthusiasm was infectious and I found myself smiling genuinely, relieved to have brought such joy to the little girl.

"Between the page being unreadable and you stopping before you got to the end." I thought about it. The library at Emberclaw, that back shelf, the book with the scratched-out title and pages that smelled like something desperately trying to fight off time. How far had I actually read before that older maid showed up in the doorway, and I'd quickly closed the book and filed it away under 'things to come back to later'? "I stopped," I said slowly. "I didn't finish the page." "No," Ember agreed. "You didn't." "But I'm not at Emberclaw. I'm here. The book is there.”

The rest of the page was blank There was nothing about their gifts and nothing in this book helped with unblocking Kris. The last book was the orange one and it was completely blank not a single letter was found in the book. I shook my head, even magic played games with me. I sat the orange book down thinking about going on a search of my own to see if this place was holding back on me when my eyes caught the giant red book in the middle of the table I didn't even hear it land on the table.

I smiled and nodded, grateful, still faintly disbelieving after three years that this was actually my life — a stranger's face lighting up as she reached the front of the line, clutching a worn, dog-eared copy of What the Fire Left Behind against her chest like something precious. "I've read this four times," she said, her voice trembling slightly as she slid the book across the table. "It got me through leaving a really bad relationship. I just — thank you. I don't think you understand what this book has done for people like me." "That means more to me than you probably know," I said honestly, signing the title page with the same careful attention I tried to give every single reader, no mat

“I found this book outside. It has all the answers.” I furrow my eyebrows together. “What are you talking about, Alex?” His attention turns back to the weathered book in his hands. He flips through the pages until he finds the one he’s looking for. “Look at this.” He hands the book to me. I scan the words, latching onto the ones at the very top. How To Kill A Vampire. Suspicion descends over me. “Alex, are you sure this is even real? It sounds a little made-up.”