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com How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis Currently available: Book 1: Welcome to Probet Book 2: Welcome to Fengarad Book 3: Welcome to Dargot Book 4: Welcome to Monsterland Book 5: Welcome to Nekromel Book 6: Welcome to Requbar Coming soon: Book 7: Welcome to Gorgoth From the same author: Entertaining Tales of Grin the Cheat

So it seems to reason that he must have given this book to his family, who also had the same outcome. "I have to find the book." This book had a lot of copies! The book Zagan had used could not possibly be the one I was holding at the moment because it was discovered inside this cave. "And it seemed fishy how this book just happened to land in front of me." My senses were all over the place. Then my eyes flashed with murderous purpose. With its lips twisted into a cunning smirk, a pair of eyes in the shadowy corner were gazing at the human. The figure was hunched, its skin was darkly camouflaged, and its fangs were jagged and pointed, but something was in its eyes that no creature had.

And I certainly won’t want that not until I read enough books to get rid of my sorrows. “ How could she do this to me?” I squat in front of the book, tore into two parts. It is as though my heart…life was torn into two parts. I picked it up, as it was soaking with my tears. “ What is wrong with Sage lately?” she was gradually behaving like Lisa, heartless, manipulator.. best at being the victim. Wiping my tears, I tried to fix my book myself, but one thing I am sure of it would never remain as it was.

Nanny Rita said it contains some cute stuff from her high school days – a phase in her life that brought her so much trauma. She breathed deep before opening the bag. It contains old slum books and a diary with broken lock. She smirked thinking that her mother could have forced to open it. She must be disappointed to see nothing juicy about the things that she wrote there. Her younger life was boring and predictable until it wasn't. In fact, each page of her diary contains almost the same events. As she randomly went through each page, she noticed a paper inserted within its pages. She almost dropped the diary upon seeing that paper from way back. It's still obvious that it was once cru

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Her voice trailed off, but the implication hung heavy in the air. Margaret’s gaze sharpened as she took the book. She ran her fingers over the cover, her lips pressing into a thin line. “This is no ordinary book,” she said quietly, her words laced with certainty. --- Explaining the Truth “What do you mean, not ordinary?” Ryan’s father, Michael, asked, his skepticism evident. Margaret looked up, her gaze piercing. “This book is a gateway, a connection to another realm—a spiritual realm. It doesn’t just tell a story; it pulls you into it. Your children aren’t just unconscious; their souls are trapped, fighting in a place between life and death.”

Something waiting. --- Determined not to be paralyzed by fear, I returned to the antique bookstore — to the stories, the secrets, the fragments of forgotten women. The elderly owner greeted me with a knowing smile. “You’re searching for answers,” he said quietly. I nodded. He handed me a leather-bound tome, its cover worn but strong — *Reflections of the Forgotten*. “Read carefully,” he advised. “Sometimes the past speaks through shadows.” --- I spent the night poring over its pages. The book told of women trapped in illusions, caught between worlds — ghosts of themselves, struggling to reclaim their true identities.

I furrowed my brows. Didn’t I already return it? I grabbed it and flipped the pages. I bit my lower lip in frustration. What is happening? Was everything all a dream? I shook my head. No, it can’t be. It felt so real. It looked so real. I placed the book back on the bedside table and leaned back on the headboard. Staring at the two figurines in front of me. “What in the world happened? Was that all a dream?” I sigh, and gave up on waiting for something to happen to the figurines after a few minutes of staring at it.

This explained why I always felt a little different, why I had never been interested in the same things as my friends. I breathed deep, focusing on positive thoughts as I looked back down at the book Peter gave me. I wasn't even going to consider the whole ‘Royals are protected amongst the races’ thing. I had enough to deal with at the moment without even contemplating what that could mean. With an irritated sigh I placed the coffee cup back on the table and I started reading through the first chapters of the book that explained a little about the creation of the city of Primogentius in the hope that it would help things make more sense. Peter had already told me a lot of what I read but the

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