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“I want a cover like this. Not a famous face. But honest emotion.” “Then,” he said, “you’ve already found your direction.” I moved to a row of large shelves filled with modern novels. Most of them had beautiful, eye-catching covers. I picked up a black book with a minimalist design and looked at Liam. “What do you think?” I asked. Liam raised an eyebrow. “I think it’s too dark for your book’s theme.” I chuckled and put the book back. “That’s what I thought.” We moved to another shelf. I picked up a book with a cover of a woman in a white robe staring at the horizon. “This one?”

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Its intricate cover shimmers like moonlit waters, adorned with gold leaf patterns that dance with enchanting grace. The book seemed to pulsate with gentle energy, beckoning all who dare to approach. The air around it crackled with an otherworldly presence as if the very essence of magic is contained within its pages. The touch of unseen hands upon its surface sends a thrill coursing through the air as if stirring an ancient power.

I can’t believe what I'm seeing right now. "Fuck, it's already released?" I asked in disbelief. I could not stop my hands from taking a copy of my book. The cover of this book is very familiar to me, it was me and Zie but our faces are cut, Zie's naked body is the only thing I love about the cover as if he's compelling you to grab the book and buy it. "Yes, it was distributed the other day at different national bookstores," Zie informs me. I stared at my book again, it's really beautiful, the cover was hardbound so it seemed like it was just like the international books that were released.

The cover was a mottled, grayish-brown, and it felt heavy, as if it were weighted with lead or ancient secrets. As I pulled it into the dim light of the nearest reading lamp, I felt a connection so powerful it made my stomach flip. The heat at my neck flared, the silver light illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. This book wasn't meant for the Council. It wasn't meant for the King. It was meant for me. My breath hitched as I placed it on the reading table. The cover seemed to pulse under my palm. With trembling fingers, I turned the first page.

Apparently the best books are always hidden at the bottom. One in particular took my attention. The cover was a soft purple, but that wasn't what made me instantly interested in it. It was the fact that my name was printed on the spine, in italic font. There was no author name, or any illustrations, as I curiously pull the book from its slot. I stare at the book for a few moments, wondering if I should actually open it. There is no way this would be about me. When I turned the first page, I was wrong. Right there, was an intricate drawing of me-just my face. Under the picture, there was a question mark, as if whoever had drawn this, didn't know it was me.

So, I pull out a book named “Princess Aria” It’s not a very catchy title, but the cover looks pretty cool. There is a beautiful, slim woman on the cover, and she is holding out her hand towards a beautiful fiery dragon. As I am staring fully captivated at the cover, I nearly jump from my own skin when a voice suddenly speaks up. “Find anything you like?”. “Jesus!!”. I clutch my chest, scowling at the smug-looking man in the doorframe. “Don’t scare me like that”.

Thinking about that beautiful moment ,he kept smiling foolishly and was blushing furiously. The last period got over and it was time to go home but Cole kept sitting with his red and smiling face. Seeing his extremely red face Rose became worried because she thought that it was because of playing under the sun, so she lifted her hand and touched his forehead.However, suddenly Cole froze in his position and forgot to breathe which made him cough continuously. Seeing him like this Rose became even more worried and started patting his back which made him even more embarrassed and he started coughing more furiously. The students who were leaving with their bags were all speechless seeing coughin

But I knew some hill folk—especially a hoodoo man named Clive Hartley—who could read Latin, so I put it aside for later. I looked back into the box and of course, that’s when I found it. The book that’s caused all this trouble. The Way of Ah-Tzenul. Course, that’s not what’s printed on the cover. There’s a picture of some sorta tribal man squatting down with both hands raised to the sky etched into the cover and traced in silver. Otherwise, it’s a plain-looking book, all bound in pebbly black leather.

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