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" Diana asked questioned suddenly. Sia looked up with her brows narrowed in thought. And then her eyes lit up as it occurred to her. "Oh, yeah, that is possible. I did see a transfer spell in the book. "If I can transfer the contents of the book to someone who can be trusted to keep them without turning evil, then we can use the destruct spell in the book to destroy it for good." Diana nodded in approval. "You and I both know how addicting such power is. Daily, I have to keep myself from just compelling everyone to do my bid.

LILA Two weeks later... I sat alone in the library, eyes fixed on the blank glow of the computer screen. Everything was wiped clean—completely erased. Over the past week, I had deleted and destroyed every single file from my systems. It was like I’d scrubbed my entire past clean. To be certain that none of it could ever come back to haunt me, I went a step further. I dismantled my entire setup and set fire to my hard drives and devices. Every trace of my old digital life went up in flames. I wanted it gone. Forever.

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The books are being ripped in half and deposited around the room. Cory has completely shifted and is shredding all of the cushions to the seating as well as the walls themselves. Sylas has taken over, destroying the bookshelf, the coffee table, and anything else that can be broken down. Sylas howls a long, mournful howl, which just about breaks my heart.

"Isn't that Cameron's clothes?" "She is not going to come back again and the scent keep messing with my head, I hate it" Rosa was glad that he admitted the truth at least and didn't bother lying to her, Cameron's scent was all around the pajamas, she made sure of that. "What about the book?" "You don't read and neither do I, I'm not a packrat who keeps things, I declutter" "But you don't lose the memory, do you?" "There is no memory and throw out the ashes" Liam watches the book as it burns to ashes, he didn't bother leaving so Rosa doesn't take the book out and keep it for a woman who he was never going to let back into his life.

Ban: mysteries? Reiya: Lord Lucifer was loved by everyone but he was also known to be very twisted. That was why something that was made by him will mostly hold more secrets than what you think. For example this enchanted book. I told you about how it works but there is something else about this book. When you remove a page or tear a page and separate it from the main book. That similar page from all the other books will be reduced to thin air. Ban: Sound like a really twisted dude just like you said. But for him to do something like that. It was like he had some secret he wanted to share and then dispose of that secret as soon as he had made the lords read it.

Despite numerous close calls, she shows no signs of passing on any time soon. There but for the grace of God, for sure and for certain. After his admission to the Home, we emptied the store’s back room, filling a dumpster with water-swollen novels, dissolving magazines and comic books. We removed the ruined shelving, ripped up the carpet, did our best to dry things with industrial-strength fans, then locked the place, leaving all the books on the main shelves as they were.

“Better than that club, at least.” “Exactly.” April disappeared into the back room, returning with a stack of books. She plopped them in front of me. “Here. Keep your hands busy, maybe your brain will stop overloading.” I rolled my eyes but pulled the stack closer. “My brain has stopped overloading, work master.” “Motivator,” she corrected with a grin.

​I grabbed my father’s journal and held it over the flames. ​"Aara, no!" Sloane screamed, struggling against Damian’s grip. "That’s the only copy! Without that, the 'Negative Space' is permanent!" ​"Good," I said. ​I dropped the journal into the fire. The vellum curled, the ink of my childhood and the formula for the world’s erasure vanishing into ash and light. ​With the formula gone, the fight left Sloane. She slumped against the stone wall, watching the last of the journals turn to gray flakes. Damian stood over her, his chest heaving, his shirt stained with indigo and sweat.

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