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"I think people need those details. The policy analysis is important, but the human stories are what make it real." The book proposal attracted interest from several publishers, but they chose the one that understood their vision a university press that specialized in accessible academic writing, reaching both practitioners and policymakers. "'Building Community: A Model for Sustainable Social Change,'" Sophia said, reading the final title. "I like it." "It captures what we're trying to do. Not just describing our work, but providing a framework others can use." "Are you ready to be a published author?" "Are you ready to be a published author with me?"

I listened and when the clicking stopped I let out a heave. “Let’s go back to business.” I told him. He smirked and closed his eyes. He inclined down pouting his lips. I chuckled and passed through him shaking my head. I searched for something I didn’t know. I ran my fingers on the tons of book in the shelf. The books were all about politics and the island of VeM. “You like teasing me around huh?” Grip pinned me against the shelf. He put his right hand on the side of my head. I turned around and faced him.

Lex laughing while clapping his hands. "But the most corrupt politician." Lex continues with his insult to Senan. Senan didn't like what he just said and was starting to get mad by the words of Lex. "How about you Lex? You are the number one drug lord in the land. How good is that?" Senan exclaimed while his eyes was full of power to kill him but he tried to be calm. With those words that was heard by each Alpha's and the madness it brought to their ears. Just like the wolves that has a little patience in dealing their enemies. They quickly transform each other.

Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other. “So, you also read that book-” “Yeah, I got into it after a friend of mine recommended it to me.” “Isn’t it a great book.” “Yeah, I got hooked on it after reading the first chapter.” “bla-bla-bla” Both continued to talked to each other and enjoyed their conversation. “I was feeling an awkward atmosphere growing between our table so I was gonna try to start a conversation but when you brought out your book, I was just surprised to see a person reading it.” The girl said.

It was nearly 5:30 PM according to the clock, and would soon be a new moon by the look of it. He perused the books in the case, briefly scanning their titles. There were some dusty World War II tomes below, most likely George’s, and several of Glee’s books on cooking and gardens—and where was she, anyhow? He saw volumes about ancient Egypt and the pharaohs, the construction of the pyramids and such, while the upper shelves were filled with political books, everything from Pat Buchanan to Arianna Huffington, William F. Buckley Jr. to Gore Vidal. One title caught Richard off guard and made him laugh aloud: On Politics and the Art of Acting, by the playwright Arthur Miller.

I frowned, “Alright, thanks.” Making my way to the library, I went to the nonfiction area and began my search. If I could find what I was looking for here, then I'd be happy. I pulled one book out and glanced at it. It read, ‘Politics’, it wasn't what I wanted so I dropped it back. I pulled another one out and was about how to buy your time, authored by Dan Martell.

Bren laughed and cleared a space for Ava to take a seat, “Sometimes it doesn’t feel too far off, but most of these books aren’t for my classes. They’re for you?” “For me?” Ava cast a dubious glance at the pile, “Oh, Bren. That’s sweet of you to think of me, but I just don’t know how much I’ll really get out of…Democracy and the Cartelization of Political Parties.” Bren shot her a look of her own and set that particular book aside, “That one actually is for one of my classes. But never mind that it’s not about the books, it’s about what’s in them.” “What did you find?”

A story that will unravel secrets, relive pasts, and show how dirty and utterly pleasurable politics can be; because no matter how you will look at it. Politics will always be a dirty game. And they are all ready to play. - - - - - - - - - - DISCLAIMER: This story is purely fictional and is not connected to any political parties/issues/countries. It does not follow the real life rules and regulations inside politics (e.g. proper age of the people who can run for a position in the elections, etc.). This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual

I once again looked at the books Lady Aleria had given me, whispering to myself, "Politics." Aleria nodded. Politics was indeed a challenging field of knowledge, accessible only to intelligent individuals who could navigate the complexities of power. Understanding Lady Aleria's intent, I realized she wanted me to be smart enough to stand on equal ground with others, to avoid being manipulated, and to become the master of my own destiny. I recalled Ulric’s story about Aleria’s past, and I was determined to fulfill the trust she had placed in me. I committed myself to reading and learning from the books she had given.