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He paused as I watched the vines in his forehead popping. He let go of my hands as I watched him move towards the wine shelf. He walked over it and brought out what appeared to be a safe. My eyes followed him filled with curiosity as he pulled out what seemed to be a photobook. "Here take a look," he showed to me as I reluctantly collected it and began to swipe. It was their pictures, they appeared younger, so many pictures of them smiling and and hanging out even ones of them smoking together. A picture of a girl who looked like Sabastine with them, she was mostly with Max in most pictures.

On the table next to her sat a large book, nearly as large as the album she currently held. After a few pages she turned to a page where there was a photo of her parents with the lords. There were five lords in the picture. The fifth lord she assumed was the banished lord. He seemed innocent with his dark wavy hair pulled back in a messy ponytail and square face smiling. Within the picture, her mother held the same book that was in the garden pic. I wonder what that book is. Vastria wondered as she tried to look closer. I did not see the book in the library. I wonder if my father has it. Or…. She trailed off and grabbed the two books her father gave to her in the office.

A smile curved on my lips over the thought. //Peace: The perfect view promised calmness. I expected to see morning coffees and other common relaxing things, but the displayed photographs in the screen indicated that Alyana loves adventure: forest, sunrise and sunset, caverns, old rail roads, scuba diving snaps, and.......endless shelf of books. I paused for a moment, I felt a slight pinch down in my heart. Scanning more on the phone gallery, I noticed an oddly titled folder. //The Best of Me My curiosity ate me up to the core as my eyes took in the overwhelming number of squares flashed over the monitor.

While their posture only proved that they were forced to take that picture. Joe nodded his head in pity and swiped the front picture to the back. Another image had Peter and a girl in a sex posture. All this disgusted Joe that he did not bother looking further. He dropped the picture to lay on the floor while he took the box that laid behind the pictures. A gun was there too. It was hiding beneath the book Joe carried. This book looked as though it were a diary or an account of someone's life story. Joe quickly placed the things back in the box. Except for the book, which he carried out to take a proper look at it.

He looked content, sleepy, and safe. "It’s perfect," Serenity whispered. "It is," Jackson agreed. "Except for my sore back." "Actually, it's about to get better," Margaret’s voice chimed in from the corner. Jackson stiffened. He knew that tone. Margaret walked in carrying a heavy, leather-bound book. It wasn't the Element Journal. It was something far more dangerous. "The Photo Album," Margaret announced, placing it on the coffee table with a thud. "The years 1990 to 1999."

(Alfred) “[Just let it be…take a few picture of everything and left them alone…but as for their books, I want the picture of every single pages were taken cover to cover…though I wanted to take them away…still at the very least we shouldn’t offend someone that we are about to support….later it would backfires…]”.

Looking good tonight would give her ego a boost if nothing else. Aiden was home promptly at six. Amaya was curled up on the sofa, flipping through the coffee table book by an extremely popular photographer, which she had just purchased on her afternoon excursion. He was a wildlife photographer but his subject matter this time round was a lot closer to home. His latest anthology, entitled "Man's Best Friend" was all about dogs. Amaya, being a huge sucker for dogs, hadn't thought twice before buying the book.

Kartika thought. Kartika smiles at him and says, ”You always make me worry, you know?” “I’m sorry,” Alfi said feeling sorry. Kartika then gets up and hugs him tightly. Alfi then strokes her hair gently. Suddenly the small black book that Alfi always read drops from his pocket. Kartika takes it and reads it. Alfi becomes frightened seeing Kartika reading it. “Alfi...” Kartika said gently. “Yes?” Alfi replied in terror. “Can you explain what it is?” Kartika asked showing the book showing Kartika’s bathing photos.

Maybe this is a good start, and with my mate here, we can go through this together. Grabbing the book on the front, it also had "Blackwood Family" printed in gold writing with our family crest engraved on the bottom. Yep, this was one of ours. "I found this," I mumble as I walk back into the room where she was still sits peacefully. "What is it?" she asks, curiosity drawn to the dark book in my hands. "An old family photo album, I think. Not sure this is the first time I have seen it," Ashleigh slides off the window seat, walking toward me, "Do you want to go through it together?"

“Let me see the pictures first.” He took his camera from the mahogany centrepiece and clicked a few buttons before handing it over to her. From the title bar, she could see he'd opened a folder named Eva. As she scanned through, she realized that like the photos in the album, all her pictures were taken candidly or when she'd been caught off guard. No stiff poses or for-the-camera smiles. There were two from the day they'd gone horseback riding when she'd been bouncing on the horse exhilaratingly.