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Southpoint Pack never failed to make me feel like a fumbling idiot. The door swung open, somehow silent despite its size, and the smell hit me first. Old paper. Dust. Then something else. Ancient. Sacred. The libraries in Evenmoor didn’t smell like this. Sure, there was the scent of old paper, dust, and older people's perfume, but there was something beneath all that. Could it have been the magic that these people used? Or some werewolf scent? I stepped inside and— Oh. Books. Thousands of them. Floor to ceiling, wall to wall. More books than I’d ever seen in my entire life. More books than existed in all of Evenmoor combined.

and trying to close her legs. But I didn’t stop. I pushed her panties aside and slid one finger along her slick folds, finding her clit and rubbing it in slow, gentle circles. She gasped, her book dropping to the floor with a soft thud. I kept going, teasing her until her hips started twitching. Then I eased one finger inside her tight, dripping pussy, curling it just right while my thumb kept working her clit.

Did she count all the books? "You counted them all? Cool." "Estimated," she corrected. Oh, that's right. "Not bad at estimating, Ms. Aspen," said Manuever who had just arrived while carrying the books. "Why?" I will ask. "Because it's actually right. Except for the books that aren't here and the ones I'm carrying, but then? The remaining books inside this library are 416,278. You must be really good in Math, Ms. Aspen," he replied. That's great estimating ah? I am, I thought more than a million.

As gorgeous as it all was, Elaina found herself going farther, to the end of the room, to a section of books that looked terribly old and for some odd reason appeared the most interesting. There were leather chairs in this part of the room as well, single high-backed ones the color of rich caramel. Reaching out, she let her fingers brush lightly over the tattered spines of a couple books, stopping as if by no control of her own on one. The name TREKAS was printed in letters so worn she could barely see them all. Elaina pulled that one from the shelf without a moment’s hesitation. Before opening it, as if knowing already that this was going to take some time, she’d backed up until she sank in

“unlucky contestants…shelf two, book thirteen.” It sounded oddly like a personal note. My curiosity won out and I skimmed my fingers along the spines of the books until I chose one at random. I pulled out a medium-sized book, a deep shade of navy blue. Earthen twine was wrapped around the book, and there was a picture on the front. A middle-aged man with chocolate hair and dark eyes smiled up at me. The cover of the book read, “Arthur Zimmerman, Game 71.

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, the time when almost all of the staff are for sure already home. I returned the books I borrowed in their respective areas before I bolted out of the library to go to the principal’s office. I noticed that there are no students and teaching staff walking on the corridor anymore. When I reached the principal’s office, I wandered the whole area first before knocking on the door. “Come in! The door’s open.” A smirk played on my lips when I heard his voice. Damn, his deep voice is already enough to make my pussy wet. I did not waste any opportunity and immediately opened the door, and his eyes widened a fraction when he saw me.

Getting the book is harder than Elise thought. “Controlling Mana” A titled Elise read from the thick book. She decided to check it first. She is looking for a book that contains increasing and decreasing mana in vice versa. She seriously wants to study it so that she can have knowledge in dealing with magicians like the psycho Molten. Elise is determined to buy the book, but unfortunately drops it because of unexpected heaviness. Elise's thin arm can't handle the burden and drop the book. Elise is annoyed as she goes down the stairs. She wanted to blame her thin and small arm but she can't do something about it because she's still seven years old.

My room has both a walk-in closet and a private bathroom so sorting both out is a quick job. Looking over at my bookcase and seeing it empty, I drag the box of books over to it and quickly refill the shelves with my study material and the other books that I have collected over the years. Sometimes after a long day on the yard, I like to curl up with a novel and lose myself for a couple of hours in a good book.