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"Which kind yeye commandment be that." Tobi spreads his arms dramatically, like a spirit-touched-preacher on the pulpit welcoming 'sinners into the flock'. "Go ye into the world and multiply." He says, grinning triumphantly. If you are me, you would understand that smug look. I am shocked that Tobi knows a word of the Bible. I scoff "It's not me and you, abeg. " i rub my throbbing skull to settle the reverberations of that blow. "You don chow?" It sounds more like a statement than a question. I have been expecting it though.

she very nearly spat the last word, gesturing to her eyes, pretty features curling into slight anger that he thinks doesn’t look so right on such a lovely young face. “And I think it's really stupid to judge a person based on their looks... Your Highness,” was his flat reply, “with all due respect, have you ever heard of the saying ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’? So what if you have red eyes?” “…hmph, if anyone thinks the same way as you do then, maybe I would not be abandoned here in the first place,” she muttered out loud, taking a longer sip on her teacup to keep herself from saying more.

I said. He looked at me. "Is it true?" he said. "Yes." "All of it?" "Every sentence." He was quiet for a moment. "Then it's exactly enough," he said. I picked the pages up. Say it like you mean it, my wolf said. I mean every word. I know.

“You don’t have to be brave all at once.” She let out a breath that might have been a laugh. “That sounds like something a book character would say.” “Maybe I’m stealing lines from your mountain woman,” I replied. She smiled properly then, and it felt like a small victory. “Maybe,” she said. “But I like it.”

Me: What were you doing? B: Reading a book actually. I chuckled as I thought of my response. Me: Oh. Are you always this boring? Reading books on a weekend? I could imagine him laughing at that, or getting annoyed. Either way, my legs didn't stop kicking behind me. B: Depends on what you define as boring. In my world, reading is for the learned, how about yours? I chuckled at his response, he would say anything to not be on the losing end. Me: Don't you get tired of carrying that ego around?

“I would prefer to have more illustrations in our books. The words aren’t that enticing, even.” Elizabeth gave out a bit of a laugh before saying, “Brother, books are made to inspire, to nourish your mind. Books aren’t meant to be some kind of museum.” She continued, “Words are meant to be poetic. They are meant to be in such a way so your mind can think. Books are supposed to take you to different places, places where you can’t go.” “I will try next time,” I sighed. “I suggest that you do that as much as possible. Even the wisest men in this world read books because even they don’t know everything,” she comforted.

He read out the words; "Have fun". " Why not let us have some fun" his subconscious said . THE BOOK JUST STARTED AND I PROMISE YOU, IT IS NOT YOUR REGULAR TYPE OF ROMANCE

Knowing Zeke- who observed anything and everything- he was probably telling the truth. “The Book isn't of much use,” I groaned, squinting down to read the characters again. “What does it say?” He asked, looking past my shoulder, down at the Book. “It says: Out of compassion, the Controller can save lives.” The Book closed itself once the last words left my lips. “That’s well…confusing. I think it's trying to tell you something.” Zeke said. I sighed exasperatedly. “Of course, I know. But what's it trying to tell me?”

Achilles spoke in a soft, gentle voice. I nod, not having the strength to say anything more. ************ Note: Don't forget to like, comment, and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

They light up. Actually light up. Like humor is bouncing around inside them. “Am I right?” I ask. “Or at least close?” He shakes his head slowly. “Not even remotely.” “Fine,” I say. “Educate me. What’s a book ban?” He sighs dramatically, but his eyes are still sparkling. “It’s when a responsible citizen decides to stop buying books for a while,” he explains, “because their bank account is begging for mercy.” “Oh,” I say slowly, glancing at the stack in his arms.