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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.

I would never have guessed. The document was long and boring and had something to do with some kind of bank transaction. I quickly got bored and looked further in the drawer. I also noticed a picture in there. It was about the size of a passport photo but I could see a man, a woman and a little boy. They looked like a happy little family. The man and woman looking lovingly into each others eyes and the little boy smiling widely at the camera with two of his front teeth missing, adorable. There was also a book in the drawer which Ipulled out. I quickly flipped through the book and I saw a lot of drawings, so I took my time and opened the first page and I saw a drawing, of a little girl.

But she… didn’t flinch. Lena walked over to a little table display and picked up a thin, cloth-bound book. She walked over to him, holding it out like an offering. *The Quiet Between Lightning Strikes.* A poetry book. The cover was old and nubbly, the title scribbled in fine silver ink. Julian stared at it like it was an alien thing. "What's this?" "A book," she said, smiling. "I told you. I don't—"

Juliana smiled seeing little who was so fascinated by the world of books. Ishak looked at the beautiful animal pictures on the covers of the animal books, his hands excitedly reached for one book after another that caught his eye. Juliana saw how excited Ishak was, her heart was full of happiness seeing Ishak who was so excited about exploring the animal world.

Brayden looked up from his computer and across the room at Meredith. “Greta, have a seat on the couch. I’m almost finished with this.” He told her and then continued to type away at something. Meredith took a moment to look at the books on the bookshelf. There were mostly business book and biographies or books inspiring greatness lining the wall. She noticed one book was displayed next to a framed photo. The photo was a woman that looked a lot like Brayden and a boy about ten years old who looked like a younger version of Brayden. She assumed it must be Brayden and his mother. The book that was displayed on a stand next to the photo was Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland.

And on top of all of it, was a thin booklet bound in leather. I pulled it out, my hands trembling slightly. When I opened it, my breath caught. It held illustrations. Detailed, explicit illustrations of bodies tangled together. I looked closer, ensuring I was mistaken but I was not. They were intimate scenes drawn with artistic precision and the intent of the images was not lost on me. My face burned hot. I flipped through the pages slowly, my pulse racing. The images were beautiful in a way that made my stomach clench sensually, raw and private.

She set the tote bag on my coffee table with a dramatic thump. “Okay,” she announced, rubbing her hands together. “Book club. This is sacred.” “It’s one meeting,” I reminded her. Bailey stared at me like I’d said something deeply offensive. “It’s always one meeting until it’s your entire personality.” I tried not to smile. Failed. Bailey grinned triumphantly and unzipped her tote. “I brought options.” She began pulling paperbacks out like weapons. One had a wolf silhouette against a full moon. Another had a shirtless man with abs carved by a vengeful god. Another, horrifyingly, had both.

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

He knew what it was—the insignia of Beocraft. Kevin ambled across the room, browsing through the books on the shelf. Most of the titles and pictures in the books were disturbing. His eyes were drawn to the title of a particular book. Torture technique. The cover page had a disturbing image of a blood-soaked heart being pulled out of a man’s chest by what appeared to be a surgeon. An intense feeling of revulsion grew within him as he stared. Then he noticed a little study table beside the shelf; a lamp and a book sat on top.

I didn't want Alexis to leave at the same time I didn't want him to hear what the seer would say to me, he seemed nervous about leaving me alone with the seer and I hated that. The seer waited for Alexis to leave before her eyes began to dart around me. “I can't believe you are real. I saw in it, where is my book?” She was running about the whole place now and her large dress made it difficult for her. When she eventually grabbed a large book and opened it I noticed there were illustrations everywhere, most of them in color, it was obvious why it attracted her attention. Some of the images depicted wolves. One showed a woman lying next to a human corpse covered in fur. There were so many pic