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After she got at least enough books to make her occupied while Nicholas is at the meeting, she settles on to the small bedroom window that wasn’t that cramped more spacious but was enough for her to have a comfortable space to read at. Randomly picking the books amongst the huge stack, Zinnia pursed her lips as her brows rose with interest after seeing the title of the book in her hands. ‘Bane Legacy’ From the mysterious title itself, Zinnia can already tell that it must be a thriller, mystery, and fantasy book. Well, it doesn’t matter to her, the title was enough to make her stay. “Legacy? Hmm, humor me” she murmured before leaning her back at the wall behind her and finding a nice position

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

I find myself sitting upright , listening intently to what was beginning to unfold. “ As I cried , I felt this magnificent power shoot through me. It was scary as I saw a flower shooting up from the pot plant of soil that laid barren on our balcony for so many days. I remember rushing to your father , waking him from his sleep to tell him what happened. As days went by , your father and I stayed busy at the library , finding any information that could explain what had been happening. Eventually , we stumbled on to the truth – I am a witch Rosemary , my parents must have been a witch and wizard.” I listen to her , flabbergasted. Witches are said to be evil and vile creatures , but here she is

---- Hello dear readers, I decided to make a small post here to inform you that this is the first part of my little series. Although it is short, it was always meant to be that way to give a little backstory about these two characters. I may continue on with this story eventually, but at the moment I have decided to move on to the second part where my heart truly lies. I have already started creating my second book in my series, and I am extremely excited to share it with you when the time is right.

The more we unearthed, the more determined we became to expose their nefarious actions and ensure their downfall. But as we continued our exploration, we stumbled upon a particularly old book, its pages brittle and fragile. With trembling hands, I turned to a chapter that revealed a shocking revelation—a truth that sent shivers down my spine and made my heart race with a mixture of fear and excitement. The book detailed a prophecy, one that foretold the rise of a chosen one who would possess the power to bring about the secret society's ultimate downfall. The prophecy spoke of a union between two souls—the bond forged in love and fueled by unwavering determination.

I can’t stop thinking that the person who sent the gift could have some bad intentions towards me and my baby. There’s always this constant worry and fear in the back of my head wherever I go. After class, I decided to head to the library one afternoon to look for a certain book that was needed for my lesson the following day. I spent almost thirty minutes in there trying to look for the book and doing some research which was going to be submitted in three days. I tried to focus on my studies and ignore the bugging thoughts about Jolene.

he said coldly, and I scoffed. I took a deep breath, rolled my eyes at him, and walked away to the library room. Getting to the library room, he stepped forward and opened the door, and I walked in. I smiled gently as my gaze landed on the shelves which were filled with numerous books. The smile on my face brightened as my eyes caught a glimpse of an interesting book that I'd been looking for. The Rise Of The Secret Trillionaire Heir. It's an interesting and thrilling story written by rare gem writes. It's available in Goodnovel and Meganovel.

But he needed something to take his mind off everything before he could sleep. The book. Despite the sirens squalling in his head not to read the book, he didn't see what could go amiss while reading a book. He didn't believe in curses or the supernatural. It was just a book. And so he nabbed the book from the table and climbed into his mattress to read it. Unlike last night, the pages of the book weren't blank. This time he is determined to finish reading the book and return it the following day. The more fascinating the plot, the further he felt a magnetic pull inside the novel. The more he saw himself as a character, the more it got treacherous.

However, it is clear that from the days of yore, these two kinds have always come up with one sinister plot or another. I do not know how Arthur acquired this book but this is a personal book that I am sure was not given out willingly. In actual fact, this book is written like a journal. In it, different projects where the two kinds sort to work with each other, are recorded. I suck in my breath and adjust my posture.

the last of them sassed “This is absurd” Mother cried out “You know you can do this without her having to die right?” “Yes but where’s the fun in that” They answered in sync. Totally creeping me out I looked round and found my father and brothers looking at each other with eyes glazed over and I knew they were communicating telepathically “Ugh… so how is this going down…” Mama asked again “Yes!!! Here’s the plan… Chaos will have to…” ****** ****** On the Third Day Alpha River’s P.O.V