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He was thinking who would really be the male Alpha. "No one should be born to be the King of Alpha, if that happens I can no longer do anything." Lex exclaimed to himself while he hit the table with his hand. "Or maybe he would kill me rather if I may not follow him." Lex continues with his thoughts regarding the King of Alpha and then he shook off his head to get out of that thought. Senan who were reading a book at that time but his mind was occupied with the female Alpha. "Just incase I will not be the father of the King Alpha. What if I will kill one of my brother so no one will be a King?" Senan whispered those words in his self thinking about how would be anle to resolve his problem.

"Hey, what book is this?" The man who was focusing with the microscope lens finally lifted his face, "Isn't there a title there?" "Yeah I know, but about what? I've never heard of Aima before. Is this a book about sexuality? A porn book?" asked Gail happily. This man rolled his eyes, "Seriously, if you are looking for a book like that you can find it at Night Flowers," he said. "Then?" The old man straightened his stiff body then pushed his wheelchair and turned to face Gail. "This is a book about a lost history," he said.

“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 handed the books he had chosen to the young worker and stuffed his hands in the pocket of his hoodie. "'The SAS Survival Handbook?' and '2020 Standard Catalog of Firearms'?..." The worker raised her brows at the young man in front of her, the corner of her lips twitching unconsciously, as she used this opportunity to look at his handsome face. "Your taste is still as random as always." This guy would either wander around the bookstore just looking around, or buy the most random craziest books ever. She remembers the first time she saw him buying books here, the titles of those being "Demons: The Devil, Possession & Exorcism" and "Poisonous Plants". The poor girl wasn't sure if this guy wa

the man said to the professor. "I obey your will master," the professor acquiesced. "Take this book as well," the man said smiling at the professor. "What is this book for, master?" the professor queried. It was a thick book with golden engravings on it that shines and changes at random, as if enchanted. It's a magical book, thought the professor. "It's a book on how to become an immortal. Spread that among my followers. Do not fail me, slave," the man said gravely. "As you wish master!" the professor's hand was trembling as he held the book on his hands.

All of them started to laugh making manik angry. "Shut up all of you. You're here to learn or have fun.none of have brains to think where major kabir is implying. Showing abhimanyu name's meaning a soldier just have his name no sir names and no relations means all of you are suppose to write your names not ms. Mrs. Mr. And your big branded sir names." Manik roared while wandering acrossing the area before them.

The man asked. "You are a man who has a strong taste for blood," Blackwheel looked riveted. "A man who derives joy in using women to do his underground work." "I am more than that," the man replied. "I am Man. Call me Man!" Alberto sounded smug. "You want us to call you the collective name assigned to every male specie of the human race?" "You heard me loud and clear. I am Man."

Dad said Manish had lost the connection to his wolf, yet when I saw him, he looked more animal than human. But when you looked past the crazy, you saw a frail old man with no life in his eyes. He wasn’t scary; he was fucking pathetic. ‘What would you like more, a game or a book?’ Atalanta mind-linked both me and Zev. ‘A game,’ I said, while Zev said, ‘a book,’ at the same time. Our mate giggled, ‘okay, that doesn’t help.’ ‘He’ll love it because it’s a gift from you,’ Zev tried to help.

I barely heard him. Did he just say that? "In your dreams," I said to myself. I am sure he wants my body, Boka. (Boka, A playboy or a guy who wants girls only for sex. ) "Hey, you. What do you want?" I asked My patience was getting thinner. "I want to make a deal." "Do I look like some kind of businesswoman to you?" I spat. "You have to marry me," He told me, ignoring my question, and I laughed so hard that I nearly fell to the ground. I looked at him and realized he was being serious.

"I need the anatomy book you've got—full-on body display and the one murderers look for.." The man licks his lips, swallowing before seeming to open a secret drawer underneath his desk. "I know what you need; this book is named, 'How To Kill Like A Serial Killer,' and it's everything you're searching for, ma’am." I smile. "How much?" Two minutes later, I hurry to leave the bookstore. I ended up buying the goddamn book and some other anatomy book I’m obsessed with to keep me up all night and ignore Axel. These books will surely keep me from trying to kill Axel.