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And now the means sits before me, if only I continue playing my cards right. Roman's dark reputation initially gave me pause. But the more I'm around him, the more certain I become that his ruthless nature is precisely what I need to fuel my vengeance. With him as my mate, none will dare stand in my way. Not even Dorian, though he desperately tries. Again and again he's accosted me, begging me to change my mind. Swearing I'm his true mate despite all evidence to the contrary. It sickens me to recall how deeply his lies hooked into my naive heart before. How easily I believed his proclamations of love and devotion, blind to the viper lurking beneath.

“Still in its early chapters, in their early stage of the story, as one might change, and the whole plot might turn upside down. But the question is, will there be someone who will want to read such a book with the same curse and even much worse than this one?” With her haunting voice and mind that’s running into the words and thoughts that a deeper dread and darkness is about to consume everything in between and what is left for all of them. She closes the book as she left it unto the nothingness of the void, where she stands, holds the book of the world she is currently dwelling inside, turns around, and with a sinister smile, whispers. “Would you dare?

“It seems you’re making this a habit. Perhaps I should give you a massage today as well, go undress now.” His gaze dropped for a moment, landing on the open book lying next to me on the bed. Damien chuckled softly, his laughter rich and deep like a quiet storm rolling in. “That book,” he remarked, shaking his head, “is full of half-truths. Only a handful of those things have any basis in reality.” “Really?” I countered, my curiosity piqued despite myself. Sliding off the bed, I picked up the book and held it in my palm, examining its worn cover as if the answers to the universe might suddenly reveal themselves.

I found a book that seemed nice and pulse-racing, Blood Brothers by Nora Roberts. I took it off the shelf and looked back at Ashton who was now holding Jack in his hands. I went to the till and paid for the book. We then went out of the shop and headed to the car park. When we got to the car park, I got in and took Jack from Ashton to remove him from the cover and place him back on the stand. It was around 5:30 pm so we still had some time before heading home. Ashton read that from my mind and then he went around the car, got in and sat on the seat next to mine.

Lord Zarek only threw a gaze at me but said nothing. The Lycans whispered something to each other, and part of their conversation ended with a witch hunt. It made me wonder if we were out to hunt witches. We boarded the carriage and rode off. I sat closer to Lord Korran, while Fenrik sat directly opposite me. I had a book in his hands that he was reading from. “Still reading that witch's book,” Lord Korran said. “You know I've been wondering how a Velkrin could appear without the presence of a vampire,” Fenrik said.

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HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

As I lay down on the bed, I felt enveloped in warmth and darkness, and soon I was sound asleep. I woke up to the pitch-black darkness of the night. Checking the time, I saw that it was 1:05 am. Walking over to the window, I opened the curtains and gazed out, searching for the stars. The stars were twinkling above me, and a warm breeze rustled the leaves of the nearby trees. It was the kind of night that made you want to explore. And then I saw it - a glowing object in the distance. It was like a beacon, calling out to me. I couldn't resist. I knew I had to investigate.

Here, in the dim light, I saw a row of old, leather-bound books that looked like they hadn't been touched in centuries. My heart raced as I reached for the first book, feeling its weight in my hands. I flipped open the cover, my eyes widening as I read the title: "The Secrets of the Night: A Guide to the Mystical Creatures of the Dark." With a gasp, I realized that I had found exactly what I had been looking for. I spent the next few hours devouring the contents of the book, her eyes darting across the pages as she absorbed every detail. It was like a veil had been lifted from her eyes, and she was seeing the world in a whole new way.

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