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AUTHOR WILL BE GENUINELY GLAD IF YOU GENTLEMEN AND LADIES COULD CHECK IT AND LEAVE YOUR PRECIOUS REVIEW ON IT. FOLLOWING IS THE SYNOPSIS OF AUTHOR'S NEW BOOK SILAS WHICH IS A WEREWOLF ROMANCE. THAT HAS STEP SIBLINGS LOVE. SILAS IS THE BOOK, WRITTEN ON THE CHARACTER THAT YOU'RE FAMILIAR WITH BY THIS "MY STEPFATHER IS MY MATE BOOK". SILAS WAS HAD A CAMEO IN THIS BOOK. SO HERE IS THE SYNOPSIS.

I hesitate for a moment, my mind awash with memories of Author Agness and whatever kind of witchcraft she’s done to me. With trembling fingers, I gather my courage and tap on the app, my heart starts to race once again as the familiar interface loads before me. I quickly type in ‘Author Agness’ on the search bar. Afterwards, her author profile appears. And there it is, in all its glory— her masterpiece, Bonded, the very book that has thrust me into this surreal nightmare.

I wasn't sure what, exactly, but ever since the cosmic reshaping, I'd felt an inexplicable pull towards this forgotten corner of our territory. A glint caught my eye - a sliver of silver peeking out from between two crumbling tomes. Heart racing, I gently eased the books apart. There, nestled in the shadows, lay a slim volume bound in shimmering, opalescent leather. As my fingers brushed its surface, a jolt of energy surged through me. This was it. This was what I'd been searching for. With trembling hands, I lifted the book from its resting place. Its cover bore no title, only an intricate pattern of swirling lines that seemed to shift and dance as I watched. Taking a deep breath, I opened

He tells me. “Why this particular book?” I asked him. He looks at me with a grave look in his eyes. “This is the ddark hold” He says and I immediately step back. “No, that's not possible,; theddark holdwas lost to time.” I tell him. “That's what I thought too, but when I was getting books for the library, I somehow stumbled upon it.” He says,like it was just lying around waiting for him to find it. “The most powerful book against the supernatural and you just stumbled upon it?” I asked him and the disbelief was clear in my voice.

My thinking is that I add an authors note a the end of 'book' 1 so to speak and re-write the synopsis to advise any new readers that it will be 2 books in one. Alternatively, the other idea I had was to just have a longer book, but I don't want the length to scare off new readers. Thanks in advance! :)

They had already gone through ten books, but Syanna felt like it was right under her nose. Then it hit her. Right under her nose. She glanced down at the spot she took the dragon book from, skimming the shelf for anything about vampires. Her heart leapt when she spotted a red book, with black lines all connecting to the centre where a ‘V’ sat. “This has to be it,” she mumbled to herself. “It has to be.” But as she tried to pry It open, the book wouldn’t budge. She dug her fingers between the pages, trying desperately to get it open, but it wouldn’t move.

No one has found the bodies yet, though, so theres still a lingering hope out there that they're alive. I sigh as I crawl under the thick quilt, flicking on the lamo beside me as I pull out my latest find at Barnes and Nobels: The Winter Garden by the famous Kristin Hannah. This woman's books are truly amazing. Then, after an hour long reading session, I find my eyes beginning to shut against my will, so I set down the book on the bedside table and shut off the lamp. ~ The next morning...

I'm mostly in the library to find whatever I can on the Ebon Testament and so far, I've got nothing. My last hope is checking out the room of artifacts and even that is not guaranteed. But I'm not giving up till I find it. Wherever it is, I'll find it. I have no other hope but to find it. Sitting in Roxie's and my regular spot in the reading arena, I mindlessly pick a book from a few I selected earlier. The Divine Bond Of Mateship Should a book like this be in a school library? I read the synopsis and find out it's actually not bad, it seems pretty educational.

But none of them are what I need. Exhaustion stretches its fingers through me. I rub my eyes, dragging my palms over my face. I haven’t slept since before the claiming, and even then, it was more surrender than rest. But I can’t stop. Not yet. Not until I find something that will help Khael. My hand grazes another book tucked behind the larger volumes. It’s thin. Bound in dark blue fabric. No title. I slide it free. The first page contains only a title: The Curse of Hucow Hollow.

It brushes the back of my neck and I can feel him right beside me, close enough that his scent wraps around me. My stomach knots. I keep my eyes on the shelves, forcing myself to focus on the rows of titles instead of the way my pulse won’t stop racing. I scan the books until one catches my eye. The title almost makes me laugh, ‘Screwed Up? Here’s Your Reset Button.’ How fitting. I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from snickering and grab the book fast. “I think I see another one,” he utters, his voice dipping a little lower now. “Up top.”