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"Earliest I can get clearance for." "Fine," I said. At nine o'clock exactly he walked me down. I went straight to the Stone City history section. Third shelf from the bottom. Four books from the left. The dark green spine with faded gold lettering. I pulled it out. Carried it to the reading table. Sat down. Opened it. I didn't go straight to the footnotes. I started from the beginning. Read properly. The way the book deserved to be read. The dry academic prose that described Stone City's criminal architecture in the early years before it became what it was now.

I pressed my marked palm against the shelf of bones. "I am the daughter of the woman who stole you back," I told the room. "And I am calling in the debt." The library didn't glow. It screamed. A sound of a thousand years of silenced women rose from the bones, a frequency that shattered the glass jars on the desk and sent the ledger flying. The violet light from my arm was sucked into the skeletal remains, turning the white bone to a translucent, glowing silver. The library door exploded. Kael stood there. His human form was covered in violet veins, his eyes twin pits of shadow. He looked at the glowing bones, then at me.

Come pick a bouquet from these Flowers in a Dumpster. Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast by Jonathan Winn—where the secretly guilty go to die. All thrown into their own private hell as every cruel choice, every deadly mistake, every drop of spilled blood is remembered, resurrected and relived to feed the ancient evil that lives on Eidolon Avenue. Through a Mirror, Darkly by Kevin Lucia—Are there truths within the books we read? What if the book delves into the lives of the very town you live in? People you know? Or thought you knew. These are the questions a bookstore owner face when a mysterious book shows up.

there was no house in sight, and this was a lonely road, no cars passed by, even if they did, he was sure this Freya-turned-beast, would have killed them all. He saw that cold, bloodthirsty glint in her eyes, as she smirked. Suddenly, he felt something collide into him, he fell, hitting the ground hard he groaned as pain shot through his body. He tried crawling back on his knees, but she smiled coldly, in just few strides, she came closer to him, she grabbed him by the neck, and he pushed, hoping it'll release her grip, but it tightened, she was way stronger for him to push off, her claws cut into the flesh of his neck, he screamed in pain.

My jaws clench down and the beast inside claw to be let out, wanting to end this bloodsucker. "I'm not one of these bloodsuckwalks you will watch your fucking mouth when speaking to me." My teeth elongate and my facial bones slightly start to shift, thinking about shifting and ripping his head off. I don't give a damn who or what he is he will not talk to me as if I'm beneath him.

I stated honestly and watched as the wheels turned in his head before he nodded. The truck continued to zoom through the streets heading in a different direction than we had on our last assignment. The aim being that we get there as quickly as possible we didn't even slow as we passed groups of the dead, groups that seemed to be more frequent and larger in quantity than we had seen last time out. “We're close to the city here.” Bubble stated breaking the silence. “The dead linger here more than in the smaller neighbourhoods. We'll be past the worst of it soon this is just the most direct route.”

Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave

The closer they got to the blood, the more likely they’d find Widow’s Bloom. But what kind of place could collect that much blood? Not just bones. Piles of bones. A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Leif couldn’t see—but Raina could. Around them, in every direction, were countless rotting bodies and bleached white skeletons. A literal mountain of the dead. A sea of blood. This… was the mass grave left behind after the plague wiped out the entire city—when no one remained to bury the dead. ***

My body had never been cremated. The excavation workers, afraid of taking responsibility, secretly reported it to the police. That unintentional act became my greatest stroke of luck. When the forensic pathologist cut open my body, everyone gasped in shock— Sealed in cement, my corpse had been preserved, delaying decomposition. Though the skin had decayed, the muscles and bones remained intact. But almost all my blood had been drained. My body was so emaciated it was barely human, and even the bone marrow bore repeated puncture marks…

LILA’S POV The Chicago skyline glittered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the downtown club, but the Blizzard’s charity gala felt like a cage. My heels clicked on the polished marble, each step heavier than the last, as I scanned the crowd for Zane Callahan. The air pulsed with laughter, clinking glasses, and the low thrum of a live band, but my pulse drowned it all out. I didn’t want to be here. But Meredith’s ultimatum of getting Zane ‘s answers or kissing my job goodbye had forced me into this glitzy hell, and the weight of my forced engagement to Ethan Callahan crushed me further.