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she added and exhaled heavily. Susan felt heartbroken and couldn't speak anymore, she shook her head and walked out of the room. Zade exhaled and stared down at his feet as he used his hands as a balance as he leaned on the table. His memories got clouded again and he breathed out heavily. ~ ITALY THE NEXT DAY “No, it’s mine,” Kylan yelled as he dragged the book from Kaia. “It's mine!” she yelled and dragged the book from him too. “Get off me,” Kylan yelled as he fell and Kaia got on him since he appeared weak.

“Yes sir!” the men replied. Once more, Zephyr laid his eyes on the books, his gaze rested on one of them. The book was covered in a layer of dust and was made of bamboo. It looked unique. “Thunderfoot?” Zephyr muttered as he opened the book, reading its contents. A wave of excitement washed over him. He excitedly flipped through the pages, carefully memorizing the technique’s intricate steps.

For Pete's sake, she wasn't deaf! Even though Hazel couldn't see it, she put on a fake smile. "Is it Bokipad that you've —-" Hazel interrupted her. "Oh, yes!" The young lady squeaked. "You're right, girl! Come on, I told you to install Bokipad on your phone. You'll never regret it. There are millions of erotica in Bokipad. You don't have to hoard all erotica in bookstores, girl. Leave it to the others!"

Gehennam ignis, tandem venit de miser libro! The woman let out an exasperated sigh before her eyes hovered on Bonnie, who froze at the eye contact. She then smiled and loomed over. Videtur quod te salvum me. Qui ut tibi sit, –she said but Elizabeth remained stiff on her spot. The woman tuts and hums before clearing her throat. She stared at the child’s temple and straightened, as if realizing something. “It seems that Latin is no longer a widely spread language. No wonder the bats got your tongue.” She bowed. “Greetings. I am Zai. I have been trapped in this book for decades, but now I am free. You freed me.” A smile.

ITHRA “Stand back,” Zadok said in a low voice. His eyes focused on the sleeping Boar while mine remained on the book. “I need to get the book. I’ll be quiet.” I said, and without waiting for a reply, walked towards the beast with steady steps. Before I could take one step, Zadok dragged me back by the arm. “Are you stupid?!” he whisper-yelled. “Or are you trying to get yourself killed?” “Leave me alone,” I replied in a hushed tone. “It’s asleep. I’ll just get the book, and we will be off.”

Not yet. I turned onto my side, eyes landing on my nightstand. The book I’d finished last two weeks still sat there—Haunting Adeline. It had been a ride, to say the least. Dark, twisted, and completely unhinged. I grabbed the book and traced the cover absentmindedly, my mind still spinning from the way it had ended. And Zade? God. That man was insane, but in the best way. I couldn't even count how many times I had to pause and process the things he said.

I slipped into a soft white robe that barely reached my thighs and left my hair loose and damp around my shoulders. Then I opened the connecting door between our rooms. Zade’s room was dimly lit, just one lamp on beside the bed. He was lying back against the pillows, shirtless, reading a book. The sheets were pulled low on his hips, and the sight of his bare chest and the strong lines of his stomach made my mouth go dry. He looked up when he heard the door, and his face broke into a slow, easy smile that reached his eyes. “Hey, baby,” he said, setting the book aside on the nightstand.

“It’s handwritten with ancient words. Maybe you should stick to your romance novels.” “Very funny, Sameera. I need to understand my roots, not get lost in fairy tales,” I replied, flipping through the pages in frustration. The more I read, the more the words danced away from me. Just then, I heard the soft sound of pages flipping nearby. I glanced up, and saw Zade. “Ugh, him again?” Sameera groaned. “Why does he have to show up like a bad penny.”

Kendra sat in the library with the book, The Hobbit, opened on her lap. When Rex had first shown the room that was lined with books to her, she’d been both intimidated and overwhelmed. She was taught to read by Olga, but the availability of reading material was limited. Therefore, her reading skills were wanting.

"Why are you bleeding on a book? Is this some kind of weird ritual?" Micha and I exchanged a look. Right. Zaki wasn't supposed to be here. "Uh… Zaki," I began carefully, "could you maybe—" Before I could finish, his phone rang. "Oh," he said, checking it. "Duty calls." The moment the door shut behind him, Micha and I let out a breath of relief. The Living Book trembled. Its pages flipped open violently, golden letters rising into the air, glowing softly. > "I must say… it has been a while."