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I can feel his somewhat pissed off aura resonating so loud, but I can tell he's trying to calm himself down. "Oh, this?” He said, “I swear, you don't want to know what I’m doing," He replied sounding a little bit lukewarm about my presence, or maybe he knows that I don't give a shit about what he is reading which is kind of true. I don't find interest in reading books, they suck my energy, and as an athletic person, I hate having such pussy energy. Honestly, I just want to open the chatbox for the both of us, after all, this was my plan the whole time. "Why not?" I discourteously grabbed the book from his hands which he pulled back in a quick reaction. I thought maybe he was reading an eroti

Two.2. Staying at home wasn't funny. I mean it, it isn't funny. Only two days after my dismissal from the resto, the building where the bookstore was was demolished. Now I'm jobless. Hitting the street every morning for the past two weeks job hunting yields nothing. Although mom isn't aware that I was fired from the restaurant, she knows about the demolition of the bookstore building.

"I only wanted to leave at first. But now, I want you dead!" Just as I was about to strike them, Harvey spun into action. He shielded Nelly with an arm before kicking me out of rage in the stomach—where his precious child was. I was sent flying into the bookshelf by his unexpected kick. Immediately, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. Blood trickled down my legs, staining the ground red in an instant.

"The words that made it. And the words that can unmake it." The figure rushed at him, smoke spreading like wings. "You wouldn't dare…" Miguel opened the book and started reading. The language was old, guttural, wrong. Each word felt like it was cutting the air open. The figure screamed, a sound that shouldn't exist. It made Catalina's bones feel like water. The smoke started collapsing in on itself. Lucien dropped to the ground, gasping for air. But the walls kept bleeding. The floor cracked wider. The ceiling groaned like it was about to fall.

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No more rushing I hope! **You must remove the book from your library and re-add it to see the changes of which there are many! If you added this book before 12/16/21 you'll need to delete it and re-add. You will NOT lose the chapters you paid for. Thank you for understanding and please enjoy!** ~Saree Bee

It's really annoying, with so many things I can forget why my book is still there. At 11pm, after eating dinner I went up to my room again. I still can't move on from the book I left behind. My Mom noticed earlier that I looked sad so I told her the reason and she said that I shouldn't be sad because she will buy me a new one. But how? Based on the publishing company announcement there will be no second batch for that book. Haysst. It’s really annoying.

Then: “You forgot.” “He made you forget.” “Do not say his name aloud.” We stared. “What does it mean?” Nyx whispered. Mia flipped the page. More ink appeared: “The Seventh is not made of what you are.” “The Seventh is made of what you lost.” Nyx’s POV I reached for the book. But as soon as I touched it— Gone. The pedestal was empty. The ink vanished. The pages unwrote themselves. And I didn’t remember why we were in the library.

Tell me if you like these characters and if you want to read more about them, I’ll make it a book of its own and publish on my account. Do well to check out my new book on the App. It’s titled; PROFESSOR DEAREST. You will wet your panties reading every chapter of the book. XoXo, Author Prodencia.

she called her father to eat. (Dad) * spit the food out* YOU GOOD FOR NOTING CHILD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HUH? I SHOULD HAVE FORCED THAT WOMAN TO ABORT YOU WHEN SHE WAS PREGNANT WITH YOU! Her father spat the spaghetti at her face. and walked out. Earlier that night