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What the hell is happening here? “What the fuck?” I say. Is this some kind of prank that Victor’s decided to pull? He should know that we are not in high school anymore, and this kind of behaviour is nothing but stupid. I don’t understand what this means, but I know it’s nothing good. I don’t know what to do. Should I touch the book? Should I even go near it? What if something bad happens to me if I do touch the book? The book finally stops moving, and it stays on one page. There’s an image in the book. I look hard at what’s being portrayed, and it’s the image of a beast with large horns.

I grinned. I opened a page of the most boring book on the shelf, Kyro despises the idea of war thus the book 'The Art of War' by Sun Tzu, is misplaced to be in this shelf. He must have left a message or a clue inside that he kept such book in his room. I flipped the pages and found a piece of paper with an intricate sketch of a beautiful Cinchona on page 1052, I also scanned the page and the word grape was encircled then. Huh, how peculiar!

As I looked at the book, it looked different, not like the ones I used to go through. It took me several minutes to be able to loosen the band around it; why was it even sealed? I didn't turn while listening to Luke, who was actually saying something, but the book was more of an interest to me as I opened it up. The first few pictures were of the first king of the seven kingdoms.

His eyes widened, face and ears going crimson when he saw the illustrations on the page. Ahhhh he had completely forgotten about this particular book! There were different kinds of explicit sexual positions couples could engage in to enjoy the process of bringing a baby into the world within. And why did Prince Ron read such a book in the first place? Well, there were decent pictures of homosexual couples on the cover so he wanted to see what it was about. He never expected it to be drawings of different kinds of sex positions.

I downloaded the photo and hid it in a folder on my phone, then deleted the text. In the photo, I was clearly in one of the bathrooms at school. The puke green tiles were on the wall behind me with a clear view of the industrial-style sink. If one of the deans or principal saw this picture, I'd be suspended, maybe even expelled from school. The photo was a close up of my face and chest, covered in a thick liquid. I was on my knees. They say a picture says a thousand words. I could think of one hundred of those words right off the top of my head. Stupid.

Cole left the room and Kate stood up from her seat and went to one of the cupboards in her room which contains most of her things. Opening one of the compartments, she took a book that was there and flipped through the pages till she got to a page which had a picture in it. She took out the picture and kept the book back, staring at the picture a smile broke out on her face as she traced her hands on it. It was a picture of a small boy who was standing beside a snowman and was smiling brightly at the camera.

“You were lucky, that’s all. Now give me that damn book.” The moment the book was on her hand, she flicked the pages lustfully. Kleint was a bit worried the pages would be ripped and that she might never find the part she’s looking for at the state of her browsing. But his worries were in vain because, not a moment later, Z stopped flicking and was only staring at the necklace illustrated at the upper part of the content. There was a caption below the illustration and it reads, “TroXe: protector of the l**k.”

his deep voice asked suddenly just as she fingered the corner of the page to look at the next set of images. She gasped out loud, slamming the book close out of an instinct to hide the obscene pictures that were practically like porn images. “What?” she squeaked out, rubbing her thighs together to ease the heat there. Professor Lucas's eyes were an intense grey and tinged with a hint of amusement as he gestured to the book still in her hand with a jut of his chin. “Your book? Are you enjoying it?” 'Yes,' her body responded as she shook her head sharply at him denying it but unable to say anything. Embarrassment deepened the shade of arousal on her face as she suddenly realised that he must h

“Do you have a photograph?” He grumbles under his breath and reaches into a bottom drawer of his desk. A moment later, he pulls out a spiral-bound book that looks like something a kindergarten teacher would put together for a class project. On the cover, it reads, “Who’s Who in the Kingdom: A King’s Guide to Remembering People’s Names.” It’s laminated…. He opens it up, flips through a few pages, and slides it across the desk to me. Instantly, my eyes bulge. “Wow! He looks exactly like Alpha Reece!” My eyes drop down the page a bit, and I realize that’s because the picture is of Alpha Reece. Under the photo, it says, “Alpha Reece” and has his pack name.

It spotted a large black mark, as if something so strong had hit that side of the wall. Maybe that was the impact of the attack. But what exactly was it? Beside the same mark was a drawer, I opened it and it was a book full of drawings. From what I knew, she said wasn't schooled like most of us were , so how exactly could she read and write and draw? The book had disturbing images of wolves ,way bigger than normal ,their color, rare and emanating a certain aura of energy. I decided to keep it. I need answers , and I will surely get it.