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“Leave, I don’t have time to waste.” Gritting his teeth in anger, she watched him as he left her study. She can’t help but remember the words of the mysterious man who gave her the book. "This is not the right time yet. You should not burn the book.” Now that there are only ten months left before the crown prince and her female lead’s marriage, she has to take advantage of this time limit. Well sure, if the events in the story were to happen. But these past few days, she broke that barrier and changed the flow of the story.

I’m insanely and gradually losing my mojo. I follow her through rows of bookshelf as she runs her fingers on really old and dusty ancient books, squinting her eyes and leaning in close to read the titles. “What do you fucking want with these old junks anyways?” Pulling one of the books out and wiping dusts off the cover, “Not your damn business.” she thunders, folding her lips and releasing air to blow off dusts. “Fucking stay far away.” How can I fucking stay away when her eyes are begging me to take her right here and now. “You don’t mean that. I know.” I smirk, advancing towards her.

I knew he felt it too, it was all in his eyes. "Ren, there you are," our hands slowly released from one another. Dean walked away and Vivienne walked into the aisle. "Did I interrupt something?" she looked back at an exiting Dean. I shook my head. "No, thank you for coming by the way," my eyes were focused on Dean who was swiftly packing up his belongings and leaving the Library. "It's not a problem. Oh, what do you have here?" She grabbed the book I was holding out of my hand. "How to Stay Sane in a World that isn't?" Vivienne read the book title out loud. "Ugh, this is an awful book," she handed the book back to me as if to rid herself of it.

“And now they’re inside you.” “How do I stop this?” I desperately asked. “I don’t want your power. I don’t want any of this!” “You can’t.” She shook her head lightly as her body slumped back into the chair. Cold sweats started to form on her foreheads, they dripped from her forehead to her nose and cheeks. “I should’ve come back for that book.” She gritted her teeth, her eyes looking at the Book of the Damned intently. “After I jumped to Blair’s body, I should’ve come back.”

Wait and see how I will deal with you! She tried her best to maintain her manners but the wine stains all over her made her look pathetic. Feeling resentful and angry, she had no choice but to leave. ...... ....... ..... Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read. Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update.. Thank you so much for reading my book, Next update will come so soon.

It was neat, so he was not too worried, but when her eyes zeroed in on the book on his bed, she smiled. When she had gone, he walked over to it and picked it up, wondering what had made her smile. When he saw the cover, he realized; it was one of her books, facedown, with a steamy romance picture on the cover. He picked it up and read a few more pages of it while he ate, thinking of Sam. He hoped she was okay. He remembered what she had said about her parents kicking her out because she did not have the ability to shift, and he was worried that she would lock herself in her room all alone and then refuse to join during the shift. If she did that or even showed signs that she wanted to, he ha

"One week?" "Are you crazy? I said weeks. Do I look like some sort of a robot to you, can't you see the depth and height of this book?" "Okay, make it two weeks Cury, we need to find out on time why the Dogmas and the Shalomes have been acting up." "I will try." "Thanks. And hey, thanks for the water." She smiled and nodded. "Remember to take care of your head Hel." She left for her room with the book. I entered the shower and had a long warm bath.

“I can leave if you wanted to use the library.” Her voice was casual, but I didn’t miss the way her hands tightened around the book, knuckles just a little too pale, or how her heartbeat spiked the moment she said the word leave. I didn’t need to think too hard to figure it out—she didn’t want to. She was probably still engrossed in whatever she had been reading, not ready to walk away from it yet. So, I gave her an easy out.

“I’m sorry… I just wandered in here. Couldn't sleep.” I was still holding the book when she walked in. No hello, no warning. Just grabbed it out of my hands. “This part of the house is off-limits, okay?” she said in a calm voice. “Yes, of course. I won’t come in here next time.” “Go to bed. You start your first day tomorrow,” she said, holding the book in her hand. Thought she’d put it back. She didn’t. I headed for the door but paused. Turned back to her, heart thudding hard. She knew. Or maybe I just thought she did.