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The air smelled clean, the lights warm, the shelves tall and perfect. “Choose the book that pulls you,” the woman said. “It will tell you what you need.” She vanished into the shadows. I walked along the shelves. My hand stopped on one book, not because I liked it, but because something in me reacted. A strange pull. The title was old, written in faded ink:” The Nature of the Cursed: shifters of the Moon.” My fingers trembled as I opened it. Inside were sketches, human shadows twisted into wolves, claws emerging from the hands, glowing eyes in the darkness. I swallowed hard.

What did you do to end up here, in the basement? I shrug. — Nothing serious. I just asked him to be quieter when he... was having his fun. A heavy silence settles, broken by a mocking laugh. — That's a big mistake, comments Fernando. You don't say anything to the Dead One. No one contradicts him. You're lucky he wants you... Otherwise, you'd already be dead. Keep that in mind. I lower my eyes, a cold sweat running down my back. — A cleaning lady just bumped into him once. He broke her neck without flinching, Philippe adds, his tone grave.

Francesco My hands trembled as I placed them on The Black Book. This isn't going to be easy. But I have to do it. I sucked in a sharp breath and flipped open the cover. Deadly Sins. Wild Secrets. Mafia Rules. Do You Dare To Enter? A chill ran down my spine. What the hell does that mean? I swallowed hard and turned the first page. Nothing. A frown creased my forehead. I flipped to the next. Still nothing.

*** Three days had passed since we'd buried Saura and Ivelle, two days since Julissa had returned from the Malachite Mountains with Heletria's old books and notes. Torin and I had traced all possible routes, hoping we could track Haizea, and we had… sort of. The witch had left burned bodies in her wake. She had killed everyone who had even tried to cross her path; undoubtedly, she used the Moon Tears for it. The deadly trail led to Sarendonia's border, to one of the yet-to-be-rebuilt holes in our wards. All our efforts turned out to be useless.

“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.

asked Kyle. "Yeah, I was just reading this spell which involves the canine teeth and the live seamen of a healthy young Alpha Male werewolf," Both Kyle and I shuddered. "Don't even want to know what the spell is for," "Yeah me neither," I closed the book and put it back on the shelf. I moved down a little more and came upon the dictates of ancient priestess' of Selena. So basically prophecies. I figured why not, and grabbed the whole self and went to a table.

Regret that the person your soul and wolf is bound to forever is not the right kind of person for you. People forget that Fate doesn’t plan for everyone to have a happy ever after. Fate is not a fairy godmother granting wishes. Some people have to suffer to make the greater plans of the world move. You can’t make everyone happy. So some people, like my poor sister Pen, must be mated to the sadistic bullies of the world because Fate has a higher plan than her daily life.

I defend, shoving my book into my bag, but he's quicker and takes it from my grasp. "Let's see here…" he thumbs through the book and holds it just out of my reach. There were drawings in there that I'd much rather keep to myself. "Those are private, Zak. Give it back." I wine pathetically as I watch him study each picture. Most of them were a little dark, like memories of my father when he was much worse. Some were of my mother before she changed. The few others showed my secret, if you were observant enough to realize it. I’ve never shared them with anyone before.

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

He said as he kept the book on the table beside him and fell on the bed. Lucus sat outside the balcony, on the railings. He raised his hand and the antabulam flew towards him. His eyes turned grey as he opened the book. "Negative one year" He wrote something inside it. "How rare for you to cut down lives" Fate sat beside him. "Am I doing something wrong?" "You are the angel of death so you deal with death yourself. Don't drag me into something so simple" Fate said as she got up. "You're funny."