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"Please help" Goose bumps spread all over my body. I felt a pebble of warmth in my chest and I grabbed hold of that comforting feeling. It was almost like there was a tiny burning sun where my heart was and my instincts shouted at me to grab onto that and wish again. "Help", My voice was barely audible.

Then he bent down and rummaged through his turtle shell backpack, pulling out a gaudily covered book. He stuffed it into Yosef's hands. "My sister will come to pick me up later, could you read me a novel first?" Yosef looked down at the novel handed to him. The gaudy cover featured a strange title—"Cold CEO's Ninety-Nine Days of Wife-Chasing: Sweetheart, Don't Run." He frowned; Is this novel suitable for kids? Looking at the author's name again, Godber. Just from the name, it felt like this person lacked talent.

Goosebumps rose along my arms and I shivered as I read the title. My fingers were tracing the gold letters on the cover when I heard the door of the library open up and a voice. “What are you doing here?”

Goosebumps pebbled along my arms, followed by a chill that invoked a cold sweat that trickled down the back of my neck. Shelves upon shelves of books lined the walls, but they were unlike any books I’d ever seen before. As I pondered what kind of animal the leather had come from I spotted one text that had a splotch of ink on the front. It looked like an old tattoo. Feeling eyes on me, I spun around to find another shelf. This one was crammed with little wooden figurines. Their jewel eyes stared out at me, frozen and unblinking. Moving onto another shelf, I found old specimen jars filled with preserved animals and what I assumed were embalmed organs.

Ruth ended the call and left Alex and Lee with an astounded expression. “Oh God.” Their minds were about to melt down. Werewolves, vampires, witches—were all real. Alex was reminded of a book he read at Books and Artifact where he works. “Lee, I found a book at Books and Artifact that was about supernatural creatures. I think the name of the book was, um, Wars, Wood Battles, um, I can’t remember.” “You mean The Wood War by Kayla Nicky Chadson?” Ha! The boy jolted in shock as he heard the voice of Abigail behind them. They stared at each other, confused about what to say.

I need to make her feel safe around me and not make me look like one of the bad guys. "Jo, don't be afraid," I say in a low and sweet voice. "I'm not here to hurt you. What's the name of your bunny?" "T-Thumper..." She replies. That's the same name she gave to her old bunny plushie, the one her mother gave her when she was one year old. She named it after the character from Bambi - one of her favorite Disney films. Jo never left that plushie behind until her mother passed away. "Thumper, that is a cute name," I smile.

Her gaze had turned serious and she opted to go into her bedroom instead. Settling on the couch in the bedroom, she opened up the first book with the title, "As Old As Days." She read about the history of the Blue Moon Pack. Their unique genes and how they had come to settle. Also, she read about how criminals had been published in the Pack. Goosebumps lined her skin as she read detailed explanations of how they were whipped and stabbed continuously. Nicole's breathing turned heavy as she imagined her parents in that kind of situation.

Gabby's eyes darted around. "What?" "Would.You.Like.Another.Book.Eleanor?" Eleanor watched Gabby look around and looked around herself. Were they being watched? "Wh... I... Uhm... Sure." Gabby left and came back a while later with a big book titled, 'THE LEGENDS OF BIGFOOT"

Before finding the chiabin to hopefully find the solitude to check myself and survive the night. When I came back to the room she was sitting up with her orb lighting a worn leather book in her hands. She glanced up, giving me a languid once-over and a soft smile. She sighed contentedly going back to her book. I slid in next to her. "That doesn't look like the trashy romance novels my mom used to read. What is it?" I asked, remembering Beau said she liked books, as I fluffed the dead pillow I pilfered from the linen closet. "A boring ritual concept book from 1800 Bulgaria," she said like it was nothing. I leaned over glancing at the page. A completely different language staring back at me. M

“ What are you doing?, “ Following your suggestion. Elizabeth answered. Doing a little research. Elizabeth used her telekinesis to rapidly move the pages of the book, hoping to find answers to each of the girls’ enemies. “ Wait a minute. Where did you get that book? “June said. “ I mean I have skimmed through this library a million times and I never even seen that one,” “ I just saw poking out of the shelf down there. I cannot explain it, but I think this might give us the answers we need,” “ Mysterious cakes. Strange books. Talking cats. After everything we have gone through so far, nothing is going to surprise me again,” Bonnie remarked as she shook her head. Elizabeth stopped flipping thr