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Caitlin nearly lunged across the room, grabbing the book and holding it up to the candlelight with shaking hands. Please God, let this be it, she thought. She pulled back the cover and nervously flipped to the title page: De Fascino Libri Tres. Her heart flooded with relief. She could hardly believe it. She had actually found it. Caitlin quickly thumbed through the pages, going as fast as she could to the missing page. Please, please be there. Please be the matching page. She started to worry about what she would do if the matching page weren’t there. Or if this was all a hoax. She was shaking with anticipation as she got closer. 530, 532….

She felt as if she were outside of herself, looking down, and she became more and more confused. She read. And read. And read. Finally, it hit her like a lightning bolt: this book, it was hers. Her journal. The journal of a teenage girl. A story of coming of age. Of going back in time. Of falling in love with a man named Caleb. Of having a daughter named Scarlet. Of becoming a vampire. She wondered if she were losing her mind. Was this some sort of practical joke? Some sort of fantasy she’d had as a young girl? What was it doing here? How did her grandmother have it? And why was she only drawn to open it now, at this time?

I wonder what happened… ‘Stop wasting time you overthinker…go to the book already!!’ So impatient, my wolf. But she was right and I rushed into the office, to see that the book was gone. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath, wondering where could they have hidden it… took another deep breath… and I felt it. The book. It was calling me somehow. But how can that be possible? Feeling a tingling in my fingertips I raised my hands only to see short thin sparkling silver threads emerging from my fingertips.

"This is incredible! Thank you. I hope we can find answers. I think it would take a lifetime to go through all these books." "There is organization and categories, which will make searching easier. Plus, each book is listed in the computer index and has a synopsis. I will show you how to use it." I walked over to the desk and she followed. We spent an hour with me showing her how I had categorized the books and how to find books using the computer index. She pulled a few books from the shelves and set them on the table. She sat down and idly flipped open a book. "These should be a good starting point." She said. "Is Carson allowed to help me or only Ang?" She asked.

Joy smiled, as she finished her brief summary of the book. "Wow. I am speechless. What later happened? Did he give in or disciplined himself?" Kevin and Rachael simply looked on as the two were speaking. "It is left for you to find out. The title of the book is WEIRD FEELING BY PROF ISRAEL. Do search it up on G****e, so as to know which app you can easily read it from. I am eagerly waiting for the part 2 of that book," Joy stated, as Andrew nodded.

My first ever completed book, I don't think I will do a sequel but there will be a spinoff on Rhea The Playboy's Baby Mama, the synopsis is already up on my profile, check it out. Who can guess who they male protagonist is, I left a lot clues and we saw him from the beginning of the book. So till then drop a review and comment, Loads of love Blessing

My mind raced back to the book that Edric once snatched from me. Prophecy of the Moonless Queen That felt like a good enough place for me to start my search. I just needed to find a way to get the book. That would be an adventure for the next daylight. And so, I waited it out, my mind running through a flurry of possibilities. And plans. Oh, I had plans. Fake an emergency that got him out of his room, search for it while cleaning his room, try to eyeball the place while giving him his breakfast, and then sneak in when he’s in the library…

The search for him in the last couple of months made her complete the last book by creating fictional events that had references to real events and combining them altogether. They say that if you want something to materialize, keep on mentioning, thinking, and writing them down. Despite everything, there's still not a single update about him except for a very few old information that she received from people who had contact with him way back. Hyun made an accurate observation. She could've written a love story with a happy ending – the one that sells to many but chose not to. Sad ending in a story is not new but she has many reasons for using it. Readers and viewers must be reminded that

I couldn't help but giggle at his expense, but at the same time, I didn't want to be blamed for anyone's death. "Okay, I'm sorry. Please don't cancel my admission," I said, feeling defeated. He let out a sigh of relief. "Only on one condition," he said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes. "And what is that?" "You see that bookshelf over there?" he pointed to the corner of his office. I turned to look at the bookshelf, and sure enough, the books were scattered. "What do you want me to do there?" I asked. "Well, you're going to arrange it, and it must be according to their titles," he said, clearly enjoying himself.

I entered mine, went through the three books I had gotten from the store, and set them down on the bed. I folded my arms and read their names. The Claiming Rites, Finding the One, and Under the Red Moon. There was no order in which anyone should read these books, so I sat down and picked up The Claiming Rites. After an hour, I finished reading. The book made zero sense, and then I picked up Finding the One and spent another hour reading through it. While the first book was incomplete, the second made a little more sense. I picked up the third, which I had gone to Zion’s room with. I took my time reading, and another hour went by.