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) 🤭 Elly, as though all the stress in the world had suddenly crashed down on her at once, buried her face in her hands and growled, "Oh, f**k!… Kael is going to kill us." It seemed the book of supernatural legends written by Eva and Kael centuries ago was being rewritten all over again, in this very town…

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"Aunt Jen, you've been working hard these years." "Young Madam, you misunderstood me. This isn't what I want to say." With this, Aunt Jen took out a notebook from her apron pocket and handed it to Karen Daly. "Young Madam, this notebook records the young master's habits. The things he doesn't eat and can't eat. Please take a closer look, Young Madam." Karen Daly took the notebook and flipped through it. The most obvious place on the first page was that Kevin Kyle had a kind of food that he could not eat. Once he ate it, he would become allergic to it.

He said it was an excellent book to start with and has pieces of advice on making my money grow. I left the books in their original arrangement like it was untouched and grabbed the Robert Kiyosaki book. Before leaving the library, an envelope caught my eyes, it was open, and half of the papers were exposed. I thought I should keep them in his drawer, so I walked over to Royce's table and started to organize the documents. It was like a temptation that got me to check the papers instead of keeping them. I didn't know if I had to thank myself for what I did but what was exposed in my eyes was unbelievable. I tried to reread it repeatedly, and I couldn't believe my eyes.

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“Shouldn't I?” ~•~••~•~ So, how do you like the prologue? Do comment your opinions and support, please! • • • Finally, we start the journey of book- two! Aren't we? P.S— Please make sure you read book one from my profile before you start this journey. ~•~••~•~ Saumya Tripathi | His fatal shades. Copyrights © 2024 by Saumya Tripathi. All rights reserved.

He asked, walking casually to take a random book from the table. "I do not need my mother's approval. You should know it matters less to me," Keegan's voice dripped with arrogance. Kalaril acknowledged with a brief nod as he opened the book in his hand, skimming through it's pages. ****†****† Sheera laid alone in bed, weary from crying. As the clock ticked, her concerns gradually shifted form her family being locked up to the heated arousal building between her legs. It was becoming worst. She closed her eyes and grunted in frustration as the primal urge pulsed in her veins.

And he had to do it now, before Kevin and his Superior Fitness Mutants destroyed all hope, and he would see it all, as he pulled out the Indomie Global Recipe Book, searching for the recipe that would slap the face of Kevin’s propaganda and transform the Stalker Zombies into secret agents of balanced nutrition. A crazy idea that would shake the foundations of Kevin’s power and restore sanity to this post-apocalyptic world!" Bima finished the sentence in his head, his eyes scanning the pages of the Indomie Global Recipe Book, which somehow felt heavier in his hands.