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Mr Collins instructs after he's finished his angry typing. “Reading what?” I ask. “That,” he points to a book that's on the couch where Theo had been sitting moments before. “What the…” I start to ask, then shake my head, “Right away, Professor Dumbledor,” I snark, picking up the book as he leaves the office. The book looks like a modern school textbook, but the title, ‘The Spark’ has me turning to the first page eagerly to finally get some freaking answers!

"But I have to give him something. Because I owe him my life." I shove the thought down and open the book still clutched on my hands. The pages older than they look - stained with age, laced with spells to protect against time and tampering. But now that the fox has touched me, the script almost shift beneath my gaze, the writing scattered, like it doesn't want it to be read. The symbols rearrange themselves in an indecipherable form. The ink blurry. One page near the middle glows faintly. I trace it with a trembling finger, the language confuses me.

Of her. She flipped through pages drawn in charcoal—some with shaking hands, some with precision. One page showed a girl surrounded by flame. Her eyes were glowing. Her silhouette, familiar. “What is this?” she asked. “It’s the record of the Fireborn,” he said. “There’s only ever one in a generation. Sometimes none. It skips centuries. But when the world begins to change—when things grow restless—that fire finds a home.” She closed the journal, her heart thudding. “Why me?”

You can practically see his brain computing outputs. “After this episode that happened a couple of days ago, I took to the library to see what I could find about witches and how to defend my pups, mate and myself from another attack. During my findings, I came across this book and there is a section about potions and runes.” I said, opening the book and then pointing to the footnote, “This footnote suggests that phoenix blood will suppress a witch’s abilities, long enough to eliminate the threat. It doesn’t say how to use it or where to get it though. Which is why I reached out to Dr. Hadley, and from there, you know the rest.” I said. Dr. Higslee puts down his tea and stares off into space,

“If you think I stole it then you can check it and return it yourself.” He flinched like I’d thrown fire at him. His hands twitched but didn’t reach. His eyes locked on it with fury and terror. “I can’t.” My stomach twisted, bile rising in my throat. “What do you mean you can’t?” “Nobody in the Kingdom can touch it without burning Aqua. That book holds secrets…..” he groaned. “But one can touch it, not even the witches or wizards.” I picked the book up again and held it tighter, half wishing it would burn me just to prove him right. I really hope it's not the same situation I had with the Core Fang. I can't go through that all over again.

something that she wasn’t paying attention to. Quick as a flash Levy got off the bed and started looking through the books that she brought, her eyes skimming through the title of each chapter. “ Soul resurrection, how to make Sorcerer's stone, summoning of the great wizard, making of the wand, law of Hamartia…” she read the title of each chapter before reaching the end of the book. And just like the notebooks’ there wasn’t even the slightest hint of the spell called soul fetching, how was this possible? The book had an entire thirty-page chapter on soul resurrection but not soul fetching.

Four suggested. "What's with that book?" Jisoo asked Four held the book front so that everyone could see the title. A gasp escaped Gabriel's and surprisingly Jennie's mouth. "Where did you get that?" Gabriel asked "From the unknowns castle. why?" Four asked "This book.........is what held the most information about the entire magical world. Good or bad. and how the fuck can you even hold this?" Gabriel explained and asked "I am holding this with my hands and if this books is really that cool then what are we waiting for? lets open this bad baby!" Four said and tried to open the book but failed miserably.

I stand up on my tippy toes and wrap my arms around his neck as I kiss him; I don't miss the growl that vibrates through his chest as he pulls me in tighter, wrapping his arms around me, taking control of the kiss and deepening it. When he steps back, we are both breathing hard; I move away from him and head over to the pantry and pull out a breakfast bar. I eat it, put the wrapper in the bin, grab a piece of fruit off the counter, and then make my way out into the backyard. I sit on the porch and flick through the pages of my spell book. I stop at what looks like a simple spell; I move away from the porch and grab a couple of small sticks, putting them on the ground away from anything else

Instantly, she recognized the fiery motif embellishing the book’s cover. Focusing intently on the pages, he commenced his spellcasting, his gaze locked on the book. Jennifer looked around and noticed the wind moving the tree leaves. However, the flames on the book’s cover remained unwavering, casting a brilliant radiance as if consuming the essence of the wood within. Suddenly, Hendrick tossed a small bottle in her direction, landing just at the base of her feet. Its arrival momentarily took her aback. The bottle, crafted from sturdy glass, remained unbroken despite its impact. Its transparent exterior revealed the shimmering water contained within.

(Harper’s POV) “I’m sorry, what now?” I stared at Harry, dumbfounded. He flicked through some more pages of the book and then turned it to face me. I apprehensively looked down at the book. The page was titled “Bloodline” and there was a picture of a wicked-looking blade down one side. The writing was a little faded and handwritten, but despite all that, it felt so familiar and I could read it, like it was something I had read a thousand times before.