My Big Bad Wolf: Elysia & Alex
As I passed by a small bookstore, the title of a book in the window caught my eye.
I stepped inside, the cool air a welcome reprieve from the heat outside. The scent of old books and incense wrapped around me like a comforting blanket.
The owner, a friendly woman with a knowing smile, asked if I needed help. I pointed to the book in the window.
"Ah, the magik calls to you?" she said, her accent thick and comforting. "Come, let me show you where that one is."
The book was about the history of the French Quarter, filled with tales of love, loss, and the supernatural.
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