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The remnants of divine fury clung to the air, unseen but heavy, pressing down on the weary figures that stood amidst the wreckage. Elior ran a hand over his face, his fingers coming away stained with blood, his or someone else’s, he wasn’t sure. His sword, the weapon that had struck the final blow, felt heavier than ever at his side. The world should have felt lighter, freer, but something was wrong. The victory felt hollow, the silence too deep. Myrra knelt among the shattered remnants of the ancient tome, her fingers tracing the fading ink of the First King’s records. The final words were barely legible now, as though the knowledge itself had begun to wither.

If this contract was broken, the price would be paid in blood. She felt no relief when the deal was done. Only more well concealed fear and anxiety. Amberleigh couldn’t help but think the enemy of my enemy was not a friend. It was rather another fucking enemy! And they seemed to be closing in indeed because Grayson had just laid out the fucking welcome mat. Chapter 45

I have a new book out for you all to read : ADORED BY MY RUTHLESS ALPHA Please give it a try and I hope you will enjoy it too. I can't believe we are finally at the end of this book. I hope you all liked the ending since I tried to tie all the knots. This book is the final book in this series so there won't be any further books from this series but I will be writing more. I have a new book coming out for you all to read. I will be announcing about it soon with another note.

- MAGIC OF KAELADIA SERIES Book 1 - My Alpha’s Betrayal: Burning in the Flames of his Vengeance Book 2 - My Alpha’s Retribution: Rising from the Ashes of his Vengeance (Both books are under My Alpha’s Betrayal on the app) STANDALONES His Caged Princess (Completed) Mr. CEO, Please Marry My Mommy (Completed) His Dark Obsession – Ongoing

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If only her mother’s books were left intact then she wouldn’t have to work from the scratch, because the counter curse of soul separation curse wasn’t as easy to find as the other counter curses were. With her fingers carefully skimming through the hardcover of the books, Levy read the title of the books printed on the spine. Fire infused scroll of death, Heirloom of the cunning mage Gilford, Annihilation of souls, books on torment and Fangs of eternal bloodlust—— On and on the books went and Levy chose the one that had the title closest to what she was looking for —— Annihilation of the souls, this book seemed like what she was looking for. So, she stretched her hand and picked the books fr

I frown, trying to communicate with her. “Combustum,” I saw the fire that circled around me and her hiding us from the attack. Liv got up and pulled a leather book from her cloak and flipped through pages. I tried to get up, but my chest felt tight. “Don’t move. You still need to heal. It will take more time because I didn't use all my energy on you.” “Liv?” “I know you are confused, but now is not the time.”

"Please, I want the book. One day I will understand." Brandt smiled and replied with humor, "If you ever make sense of it, let me know. You can then argue with my father on the merits of Christianity. He believes in the Goddess and loves nothing better than a good philosophical debate." He turned and picked up another book. It had a picture of a wolf with a snowy mountain background. "This is Jack London's Call of the Wild and it's the one we'll read first. Let's finish the cake and then get ready for our evening company."

I found myself watching more than speaking as everyone interacted with one another. "So, Alora. Did you have a chance to read any of the books I had sent to your room?" King Erik addressed me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I blinked a few times before registering what he said. I shook my head. "No, not yet, unfortunately." "I had a chance to read a couple of books last night, but there wasn't much to go on from what I read. Most of them were myths or folklore." Damon said, taking over the conversation, which I was thankful for.

I have a fabulous friend. And if it isn’t obvious by now, the person that I am talking about is Christine Gyamfi. And if you don't know who she is, then read the other book; The Light's Shadow. It's an original book that she wrote herself. I personally didn't read the book, but I'm sure that you will. I mean, why are you reading this then? But that's beside the point. Christine is awesome. She is hilarious, kind, and sweet. The woman also treats everyone around her with respect. She is one of the few people that fuels my faith in humanity.