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"What are you marking those for?" She asked. Hodja never made a mark in his books. "Because those things matter," Jaime replied. "Really?" Vivian commented, impressed. "The book must be very expensive." "That's right. I plan to give it to a friend after graduation." Her eyebrows rose. "You are so kind." She would die of happiness if Hodja received a book from an upperclassman. "It looks complicated. You're smart but why do you do it?" She speaks.

At first glance, it was just a record of betrayal—shell companies, offshore routing numbers, and signatures that looked suspiciously like forgeries of all four brothers. "Wait," Lila said, leaning in. She pointed to the bottom corner of page twelve. "Look at the page numbers. They aren't sequential." I frowned, looking closer. The page numbers didn't run 1, 2, 3. They ran 11, 4, 18, 9, 1. "It's a book cipher," I whispered, my heart beginning to race. I grabbed a notepad and a pen. Using the page numbers as coordinates against the first letter of the first word on each page, a message began to emerge. It wasn't a list of traitors. It was a warning from the Chairman’s past.

he mumbled. Isobel’s face brightened. She looked more beautiful than I’d ever seen her before. “Great,” she said, “these books are super important to me. They’re first edition fairy tales with hand-drawn pictures. They’re really good pictures, too.” She began to gather an armful of crumbling old books. “Did you know, in some of the original versions of Cinderella, the wicked stepsisters cut off parts of their feet to fit them into the glass slipper?” Kit perked to attention and stopped holding my leg entirely. “Really?”

She cried a silent painful cry. Her father was buried and her hopes were buried too. She had secretly hoped that her father would pay for her fees when she would continue her tertiary studies. She sat in the outside shelter that day until she dozed off. The dreams took her to the place she vaguely recognised. She was with her father and mother in the park. The park was green and beautiful flowers were surrounding a small blue Lake. The park was really beautiful and all of a sudden her mother and father were on the other side of the lake. She wanted to go to them but could not cross the lake. She shouted for them to wait for her but still was unable to cross. They waved at her and pointed to

Besides, I wanted to know more. “Yes, please.” I put my chin in the palm of my hand and listened as he began to speak. “Once upon a time, several hundred years ago, there was a prince of Paradisa. He was the beloved only child of the king and queen. He was supposed to marry a princess and continue the royal line as his father and his grandfather had done before him.” Henry’s accent made listening to the story so much better. It sounded richer and I could almost see the prince he spoke of. I imagined he looked a lot like Henry.

She explained. “Then, I am in support of it.” He said. Casandra stood up and walked into the Castle and brought out a book. It was a white enchanted book. in her hand, the book started glowing. She keeps on enchanting spells. Reciting some enchanted words. The glowing light faded and she turned to them. “Done,” she said with a smile. “Are you sure?” Cynthia asked and Casandra frowned. She hated when she was being doubted.

I cannot read the words, they are quite confusing ," I replied. She sighs and beckons me to sit on the bed next to her. "Say after me , Gardenia sorcery spell book of magic . "Gardenia sorcery spell book of magic," I repeated and the book glowed brightly. Another page opened and it wrote welcome . "You can flip through the pages yourself now , she said . I was scared at first but decided to do it anyway ,so I opened another page . "simple spells I read and flip through . "Urm miss book , aren't I supposed to have a wand or something,I asked and heard her sigh .

Chase leans into the limo and pulls out a similar box the other guys had, and he walks up toward me. Trying not to cry, I can’t stop smiling at Chase as he stops right in front of me. “I’m sorry I kept you waiting sweetheart, I had to wait for them to get Meadow ready for me so I could mount her and be the Prince Charming my Cinderella deserves.” He takes my hand and give it a tight squeeze just as Dad comes back to stand behind me. “I hope you didn’t mind me riding her to surprise you like I did tonight,” I shake my head saying that it was not a problem at all. “I got the help from your dad to pull this off, and I meant every word I said a minute ago. You became my Cinderella back in Decemb

Majori’s POV: I… am not dead? With great effort, I lifted my eyelids, feeling exhaustion deep to the bone. The first thing I saw was a high ceiling covered in old European motifs. The gilded patterns had faded with time, forming roses and winding grapevines that intertwined like a frozen garden suspended in the air. At the center hung a massive crystal chandelier, its glass droplets scattering faint light across the ceiling cold, yet exquisitely beautiful. This… was the room Vincent had given me when I first came to the Silverfang Pack.

Rumpled- Book 1 of The Steamy Fairytale Collection Eighteen years ago, when Rian, the greatest elf lender, was banished for asking for his payment—the young princess promised to him, he sought shelter in an old, dank castle. Filled with hate and resentment, his heart darkened with malice. But when a simple maiden, Ciara, asks for a warm bed and a hot meal, his once dark heart and other unmentionables twitch in desire once he realizes that she is his promised princess. As punishment for the kingdom’s ostracizing, Rian imprisons her, his only drive, to satisfy Ciara beyond her imaginations till she desires him… in return.