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“Start from the beginning please, and none of that cryptic crap you like to throw at me.” “Okay, but,” Ollie’s brow got all knotted, “it’s a pretty strange story.” “Well, I saw something strange, too.” I shook my head, and for the first time since the kiss, I began to feel anxious again. “I saw something impossible, Ollie.” “Not as impossible as you might think,” Ollie said. “Not in Forest Hills, the town of the last descendants of Roanoke.” “Roanoke,” I repeated.

However, her dream soon became real, after she met Jeremiah and his forbidden grimoire, a powerful rune weapon that could record any spell that it’s master desired. *** Presently, Rosalinda Rosewood was sitting nearby the river, admiring her pretty face for so many times by now. When suddenly the water stream began to ripple and King Edgar Brownfur’s handsome face came into view. She honestly did not like how Edgar liked to show up so abruptly without warning, but she had learned to adapt to his bad habit. Rosalinda smiled when their eyes met. She was initially avoiding anyone to see her ugly face, but now after her beautiful face returned, she gained more confidence and decided to flaunt he

With tears in her eyes, her form dissolved gently, like smoke into the wind. --- Back in the waking world, Rosalie’s body jerked slightly inside the salt circle. Her eyes fluttered open, and she held her cheeks. She was back. In front of her, the book lay in the middle of the circle. She reached forward and picked it up. It was empty. Every page blank. She turned them slowly, one by one. Elerein was gone.

Seeing that, Rosalind immediately walked up to Darryl and slapped him a few times. "How dare you stare at our sect master like that?" Rosalind asked coldly. Darryl's anger flared instantly, but there was nothing he could do since he was all tied up. He did not dare to behave so impudently. He smiled bitterly and said, "Sect Master, why did you capture me when we have no grudges against each other?" Alison remained expressionless and did not answer him. Instead, she glanced at Rosalind. Rosalind immediately got her meaning. "Last night, during your conversation with Madame Pandora, I heard you say that you can read the words in the Holy Jade Scripture. Is that true?"

Thank you, Rosalind. Rosalind smiled and said, "You're welcome, sir." Please let me know if you have any questions or need further assistance. Enjoy your journey!" After some time, Razia called Rosalind again and said with a polite smile, "Excuse me, Rosalind. I have a strong desire to meet Rachna. Is there any way you could help facilitate that?" Rosalind seemed friendly and attentive, saying, "I understand your curiosity and admiration for Rachna. Let me check if it's possible and seek Rachna's consent. Please give me a moment."

“How? I mean, scientifically…” He laughs. “Scientifically? It doesn’t make sense. This is like trying to fuse fire and ice without either melting or extinguishing the other. Her DNA isn’t fighting the contradiction… it’s using it.” I turn back to my laptop, where the old manuscript still glows on the screen, with the faded symbols and looping script from The Book of First Light. I scroll to the margin, heart thudding faster. The text had mentioned balance before, but now… now it feels like it’s staring me in the face.

“I have been doing some thinking about the matings between shifters and humans. Every human who has been picked to be a mate have something which makes them exceptional. “For example: Rose. She has a calmness which is unprecedented. She takes the challenges presented to her with ease and her ability to multitask is astounding. Her intelligence is unparalleled except for yours, Madison. And she has a keen ability to be able to deal with a pissed off alpha mate, very effectively, I might add. Having never paired an alpha with a human before her, I wasn’t sure what to expect, but it has had the most favorable of results, if I do say so myself.

It was already noon and Rose had long ago finished eating and was now in her room waiting for Mr. Evidence. She had called his number it rang but no one was picking up. She didn't want to knock on his door because she believed that if he wanted to see her, he will come to meet her in her room. She laid on her bed as she browse through the internet, searching for any new news about the ongoing economy and the situation of the country. After browsing through the internet, she got tired and decided to do something different. She stood from her bed and moved around the room to see if she could see anything to keep her busy even if it's a game. She didn't mind playing it alone. She walked towards

''I'm pretty sure there's a lot of things you don't know about me too,'' I mutter, picking up one book from the shelve. Elia breathes out, ''Of course. I don't know you but I'm guessing you don't even like political issues.'' Then, I roll my eyes—putting the book back down. I look at him, seeing that he has a playful smile on his face; showing how he's just fooling around. ''You caught me,'' I walk towards the Romance section; looking at the books that isn't too cliché or too cheesy. As he stops beside me, he picks up a book that I didn't seem to realise earlier, Fifty Shades of Grey which makes my eyes widen before laughing, ''You have a bad taste in books,'' I say, looking at a book called

I pulled one free and settled onto the rug in my small meditation corner. The familiar scent of old paper rose as I opened it. Our bloodline has always carried unusual gifts. The words were written in my mother’s careful script. Some subtle. Some dangerous. Some misunderstood. I traced the edge of the page lightly with my finger. “Sounds about right,” I murmured. Outside the small window the campus had grown quiet as evening settled over Rosewood. I read for another hour before finally closing the book. The whispers still echoed faintly in my mind. But they felt… farther away now.