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I took the piece of paper from him and nodded, "Yes, sir." Ezekiel dismissed us, and we left his office, relieved that it was over. Later in the afternoon, Aiden, Penelope, and I sat down together at one table during lunchtime, I couldn't help but notice the excitement in Penelope's eyes as she held a worn-out book in her hands. "What's that book you've got there?" Aiden asked, looking over at her. "It's the last known book of witches," Penelope said, beaming with joy.

We promised ourselves not to worry about the future but take the days gradually as they come and go and live in every moment as if it were our last. THE END (This book is the second book of the spirit wolf series. The last book of the Spirit Wolf Series would soon be out. Thank you for your love, support and votes)

That was when my phone buzzed with an email. I opened it to find a photo of the endless ocean, its blues merging with the sky. There it was, Wynnie's goodbye note. [Kelvin, if you're reading this, I'm probably gone. I've often pondered the cruel jokes of fate. You gave me your whole heart, but I was blind to my own. Now that I've hurt you enough to drive you away, I realize I can't bear a life without you. You might laugh at my words now.

Lance answered her with a smile and nod. "Here," He nodded at me to come to the desk. He laid the book down. I paced ahead and stared down at the old book. The pages were dirty yellow with time. I could smell old books. It was so pleasant. He opened the last page of the book, "There," He pointed at the last sentence of the page, "Cold King could lead thee to The Dark Realm." He read the sentence. I stared at the Italian bold letters. "That's it?" Silver asked.

Time to end this one way or another. ***

* The End * Author Note: So, finally, this book has come to an end. Last but not least, thank you so much, readers, who spent their precious time and money reading this book. Please give the same love and support to my other books as well. Please rate my work by giving it your precious reviews.

They had not, so far, used it as a public or semi-public lever. Near evening I called Mara from a clean line. She remained clear. The insurance copies remained secure. I told her only that a legal approach connected to the older financial movements had been formally closed and that one precise detail from those movements was still known outside the family. She understood the implication without needing the full sequence. “Then the quiet is real and incomplete at the same time,” she said. “Yes.” “Keep living inside the real part. The incomplete part will announce itself when it is ready.”

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In that sorrowful moment, he knew that his loss would be eternal. Forever. ****** The book ends here officially. The second book is up. You can check it on my profile. LUST: FAINTEST SHADE OF LOVE. It was a mind-blowing journey for me and all of us. Hope to see you guys on first page of second book. I love you all.

Because my older sister, Zara Gomez, dreamed of becoming a psychologist, I became her favorite test subject simply because I had been highly sensitive since birth. She said children should not be given too much security, so my parents missed every important moment in my life for years. She said people at their lowest should not be coddled, so when I was critically injured in a car accident, they turned around and went on vacation to Coral Isle. Only Aaron Shaw ever stood up to them. He would tell me gently, "Cry if you need to. I'm here." Then came the wedding by the beach. I waited and waited, but he never showed. Holding up the hem of my wedding dress, I searched the beach anxiou