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Lastly, I'm so grateful for each one of my readers, you guy are as loyal as they come and I'm honestly very blessed, enjoyed dreading each comment and each review. oh before I forget, yeah, book 3 is based largely on some element san factors of book 1, so if you haven't read it yet, it would probably be in your best interest to get that covered. It is a small prequel of around 56k words, give or take. enjoy and have a great day!

If my handjob sucked, then I had to make it better, learn the best way to treat a cock, and whip him up with something he’ll never forget. “Noah”—his moans played in my head as I searched the shelf for something helpful. [The Faith of the Dragon Lair] [How to kill a dragon] [The Art of Fireflies] [An Omega’s Journal] My finger paused at the last book, “An Omega’s Journal.” It sounded intriguing and also felt like it was written from experience. I pulled the book out of the shelf, dusting it off and removing the particles in search of the author’s name. No name, no copyright claims… Who would leave something this private in a library?

I remembered Rex had served in the military; like Don, he was a sergeant in the Marines. I know I feel safe and trust Rex, but eight men against ten have the upper hand, but half of us haven't really experienced combat involving guns. Effie has been training with Terry, and Lily has never fought in her life. Ares can help, but because of his temper, he will make a mistake and get hurt. I don't want that. The twins and Seth were trained in combat and weaponry because of their dad. As for Jo, she's still not herself. The two people who experience the most are Terry and Don, but we have a few advantages since Don isn't here. I know Terry would get us out of a situation like this, and I know the

They were priceless. Caitlin turned page after page, fingering the goldleaf, the beautiful illustrations, and reading closely the elaborate penmanship. It was in Latin, but Caitlin understood it. The book was about lost places. Caitlin read and read, and unlike the other books, it was riveting. She became intrigued. Her heart started beating faster, as she finally began to feel like she was onto something.

" Blank?" Ban: I read that book I picked up in the library and all it had was the history of what happened 400 years ago and it didn't even have a proper ending. What is going on with this book? What was Lucifer thinking when he wrote this book and that too there are 6 more. Hmmm. This is mysterious. I will ask Lord Anex to show me the content of his book. And also the other lords if possible. I leave my room to meet up with Lord Anex but I bump into Reiya instead.

The both of them began walking to the staircase that led up, to the next floor, where Citadel K was. “So what other differences do you think there are?” Harold who had been studying a small-sized blonde who seemed to be crying in a corner turned to look at her. The student had the same stature as Derek, Harold remembered, but Derek had been a Enchanter. A wizard, precisely. There was no way this weeping student was related to Derek. “I didn't hear what you said,” he said, turning back to look at her. “What other differences do you think there are between the pup of an Alpha and a normal wolf?”

Surprisingly, I don't find the idea disturbing. Feeling boredom as it sets in quickly, I make my way over to the bookshelf. I start to peruse the titles and am shocked at what I find. I see the House of Night Series, The Twilight Series, Forbidden Knowledge, Harry Potter Trilogy, and various books on Military Protocols all with black covers. The books are all in good condition too. Not interested in any of the military books I reach for the first book in the House of Night Series. As I take the book over to the couch to settle in, the door swings open.

he said with a smirk. I grumbled and went to the bookshelf. There were like thousands of books there, and I spent a good thirty minutes arranging them. Those thirty minutes were stressful, to say the least. "I'm done," I sighed in relief. "You're done?" the young man asked. "Yes, so is my admission safe?" I responded. "Not yet," he replied. "What do you mean by that?!" I yelled in frustration. "Don't shout, just do one more thing," he said calmly.

“I am told that you have one key already. You will need to find the other three. The choice, though, of whether to fulfill your mission and continue on your journey is always yours.” “This is for you.” She reached out and handed Caitlin a cylindrical, silver case, covered in jewels. “It is a letter from your father. Just for you. We have been guarding it for centuries. It has never been opened.” Caitlin took it in awe, feeling its weight in her hand. “I do hope that you will continue with your mission,” she said softly. “We need you, Caitlin.” The nun suddenly turned to go. “Wait!” Caitlin yelled out.

More, and more. End of Book 1