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Look closer. Her gaze settled on a particularly weathered book tucked away near the corner. Its cover was simple, but a faint embossed design caught the light - a pair of intertwined wolves beneath a crescent moon. The image sent a shiver down her spine, and her fingers tingled as she pulled it from the shelf. She opened it carefully, the pages crackling with age. The script was ornate, the kind that took a moment to decipher, but the accompanying illustrations made her breath catch. Drawings of wolves with hollowed eyes and jagged teeth, their forms twisted and monstrous, filled the margins.

Because if the boo fell into a wrong hand, then it would definitely be the end of everything. Ember gasped as she stared at the book. It was a thick book with drawings carved on the cover of the book and there were some kind of roots that were wrapped around the it, it looks tight and Ember suspected that not anyone will have an access to that book. by the looks of it, magic is needed in order for it to be accessible. “What will you use it for then? And did you just store the book in the cabinet full of plates?” She saw her retrieved the said book for her cabinets that were full of different kinds of tea pots and plates.

What book is that? Jai leaned over to the front and took the book from the cushion to examine it. It was light and a bit thin. There was a picture in the cover that looked like a forest, and a small boy was in the picture, picking some mushrooms. The title was written in artistic way, like a children book would.

But I knew some hill folk—especially a hoodoo man named Clive Hartley—who could read Latin, so I put it aside for later. I looked back into the box and of course, that’s when I found it. The book that’s caused all this trouble. The Way of Ah-Tzenul. Course, that’s not what’s printed on the cover. There’s a picture of some sorta tribal man squatting down with both hands raised to the sky etched into the cover and traced in silver. Otherwise, it’s a plain-looking book, all bound in pebbly black leather.

So refrain from doing such things. All the pictures that are included in this story is not of writer's own. The full credit for the photographs goes to their original internet uploader. This book contains violence, woman being forced, hit and kidnapped. At some point a self harm as well but the author doesn't support any of this. And in real life nobody should do any of this. So please don't follow the characters in this or any other mater as well. It's a story just for your enjoyment and nothing else.

Although I longed for the slender body I had when those pictures were taken, I was still what I considered attractive. I turned to my favorite picture of Blake. He was in a pair of cutoff jeans with no shirt. He looked so sexy! My fingers slid over my wet lips. I was dripping now. My clit was begging for some attention and I slid my wet fingers around and over it. I was moaning and moving my hips. My other hand joined the first and penetrated my pussy with two fingers.

She was about to run out of breath as she looked at his suddenly approaching handsome face. She took a step back, with the glass window behind her, there was nowhere to retreat. "These books aren't mine!" She defended. "And whose are they?" "I don't know..." Jeff opened one of the books, only to see men and women naked and folded over each other. Every part of their bodies could be seen. Especially the man's penis, the picture was very harsh. "Don't you like that too?" "Yes, I just like it. What's wrong?" Kourtney decided to answer honestly.

There was something in his expression that told her that he was waiting for a particular discovery, so she turned back to the album suspiciously. “Such kinky, kinky boys,” she murmured to herself as she flicked through the book. As suspected, it contained photos of Heath both dominating and dominated, posed and in action, bound, tied, or tying one of the others. “Group shots?” She wondered as she reached for the last album. The front page was empty. But the second page held three polaroid photographs. “Oh,” she said softly. They were of her. “I remember these.”

She saw a stack of books on his desk and wanted to clean it up for him but she was shocked when she saw the first book. Even the cover of the book is explicit. At the top corner of the book, *BL* was written boldly. Rosa opened the book and it was a BL comics full of explicit pictures of boys making out with boys. Rosa couldn't believe Ethan is into such fetish. "It must be related to a case he's working on" She saw that all the other books on his table except for some documents from work are like that. She wanted to take a look at His laptop when she heard the door opening.

It says The Alpha King in the picture because I'm currently trying to get the book title switched to that! For anyone confused about why there are two different names. Happy New Year!!