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Not that I was expecting anyone to be there seeing that it was late but at times, one can't be too sure especially on some things. ''Now, let's see what Lucas and his group reads.'' I murmured, walking towards a shelf of old books. I picked one up and immediately, the title caught my attention. It was about old magic of kings, queens and demons and somehow, I had a feeling that I ought to read that book. I didn't know what drew me in but soon, I found myself reading the book.

After grabbing the book, I caught sight of another that I'd been wanting to read for sometime now. It was titled "Shall We Tell The President?" by Jeffrey Archer. I'd tried to get a hold of the book so many times but never managed to. Excited, I tried to reach for where I was since it was a few rows away. Short as I was, it was bit of a struggle. Just when I finally managed to grab it, I lost my hold on the ladder and fell off. It all happened so fast. It was like one moment I was falling and the next I was safe in his arms. Derris' arms.

If I was going to think about something, it needed to be far from their piercing eyes. I walked over to the bookshelf, my fingers gliding along the spines, looking for anything to distract me. But then, a flashy cover caught my eye. A pear surrounded by three bananas. The title was suggestive, and just reading the blurb was enough to get it: reverse harem. A new subgenre that was gaining popularity. I swallowed hard. Was the universe mocking me? On impulse, I grabbed the book and hid it behind a few others on the shelf. I’d come back for it later, alone, and take it to my room. To cover my tracks, I picked up a random poetry book.

I walk through the stacks, looking for a quiet corner where I can gather my thoughts. I settle down at a table near the back of the library, and I spot a book that catches my eye. The title is "The Alpha's Mate," and the cover shows a girl and a wolf standing together, their faces close. I open the book, curious to see what it's about. As I start to read, I'm drawn into the story. The girl, named Lily, is a strong, independent woman who doesn't need anyone to take care of her. But then she meets the Alpha, a powerful and mysterious man who changes everything.

Seth whispered to himself, determined. Elsewhere, Jasmine was engrossed in her book, sitting in a small bookstore recommended by Fiona. The bookstore wasn't large, but it was filled with unique and interesting book collections. Many old books caught Jasmine's attention, and now she had already selected two books to buy. Jasmine's steps halted when her eyes fell on a book titled **"The Philosophy of Love and Betrayal"**. A wistful smile formed on her face. The title resonated deeply with her current state of mind, but Jasmine didn't want to read it. She was determined to keep her mind away from painful things for now.

Not that I was expecting anyone to be there seeing that it was late but at times, one can't be too sure especially on some things. ''Now, let's see what Remus and his pack reads.'' I murmured, walking towards a shelf of old books. I picked one up and immediately, the title caught my attention. It was about old magic of kings, queens and demons and somehow, I had a feeling that I ought to read that book. I didn't know what drew me in but soon, I found myself reading the book.

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.

she said. Curious of what it is. I still insisted to hear her out. "While we were on our trip back from Paris. I accidentally found a book. And it is so interesting, not because of its story but because it sounded like someone's life." I remember a book like that and if I am not miataken, it could be the same book- the one she is talking about. "What is the title of it?" She was looking at the ceiling trying to remember it. "Something like it's in my hands. It was long time and I just remebered it now."

I said, calling on her. "Ma'am, I have a questions based on titles." she replied, standing up and ducking her head shyly. "Yes, let me hear you." I said. "Does the title of the novel have to relate with the story, because I have read a lot of books where the storyline doesn't go with the title." she asked smartly. I cleared my throat loudly before replying. "Yes, the title of the book has to relate with the storyline, something that can get readers attention and make them curious to want to delve into the book." I replied her question the best way I can.

The lightest moment in a story that had contained almost no light at all. I noticed the book on his nightstand the following week. Not a pregnancy book. Not a business strategy guide. Not any of the texts I'd seen him read during our time together. A different kind of book. The title was something about understanding patterns and breaking cycles. The kind of book that therapists recommend to clients who are ready to examine the machinery that produced them.