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A moment later, the threat swallowed, she cleared her throat. She crouched on her hands and knees. Bending low, forehead to floor, she gathered her thoughts. Steadied her breath. Around her, Eidolon spun, the roar of an ocean crashing through her ears. She reached, pulling herself forward, her fingers groping the wood. They landed on the book. The open book. The hungry book. It ate her fingers first.

The room felt so cold. Adrain slowly walked towards her, his footsteps echoed through the room. Tap! Tap!! Tap!!! He stopped beside her. Clara quickly closed her eyes. She remembered what the ghost had told her, Don’t look into his eyes. No matter what happens… Don’t do it. “Clara,” Adrain called her softly. She refused to answer. “Look at me!” She shook her head. “No,” Clara refused. His voice remained calm. “I said…. Look at me.”

Saw the blood drip into her mouth. “No!” Yvette screamed. The memory ripped away. She fell to the ground, gasping. The ghost of Adeline leaned over her. “You cannot undo the pact,” she whispered. “Only pass it on.” “No.” “Then she dies.” --- --- Yvette stood slowly. Her whole body trembled. “I will never give her to you.” Adeline smiled sadly. “Then take her place.” The room spun. The candles flared. Yvette collapsed into darkness. --- When she awoke, she was back in Cara’s room.

“Right now your aunt needs our help, and the longer we take to save her, the more dangerous things become. All I need is for you to tell me every–” She opened the door, staring at me with those cold looking eyes that felt like she was going to do worse than just killing me. “There were four of them, all dressed in black tuxedos. And a fifth, also in black, but he had a cane and a hat that barely covered his eyes. Aunt Emi asked me to hide in my room, but I heard every conversation they had that night. It seemed like she knew them, only that she didn't expect to see them in such weird appearance.” “The guy in hat, you didn't see his face, did you?” I asked, and she shook her head.

His voice pulsates in excitement. At once a man appears in front of him out of no where, as soon as Benjamin opens the gates of the haunted house. "Do not go there. It is just an illusion." A man in a long coat with no limbs flying in air appeared in front of him. "It is the evil spirit which is calling you." He warned him. But Benjamin did not care for his words. On a trance he continued to walk ahead towards the mansion. "Our phones are dead. I need to call somebody for help. My wife is laying there unconscious." He points to his broken car.

I took the book up, and with the ravaging anger that lives within me towards this book, I tried throwing the book to my door. As the book was about to hit the door, it got itself suspended in the air. Looking at the book suspended in air, I started growing phobia in myself, my feet are not stable anymore as I know this is not a matter of gravitational force but a matter of dark souls that lives in the book. The book instead of hitting the door and fall on the floor, started moving toward me. My room is in the second stairs as my house is a two story building. Right behind me is the window and I have no idea of what to do, as am about to reach the window the way the book approach me.

“When I broke up with Rian, this dark and heavy thing began to surround me in my dreams, and I've felt it from time to time ever since. I just realized that the same dark thing only disappeared when I began having hallucinations of Rian" “Well, that’s both bad and useful news sis. I checked every letter you sent, and I found a book online that had the same words. A cult member posted a few pages of the book and they matched the ones on the letters. I think your ex is part of that cult, and he’s the one haunting you”.

she hissed thinking of a murder in her head, a plan where she wants to perfect the art of killing their conning aunty--- Amor, the step sister of his father who is to entitled to this clan's welfare when in fact was banned but saved by their father, she's not in debt of life, she's just some bitch who can have her own space in this clan and want get validated, she scoffed at the thought of how ridiculous her obvious plans are. She wear her coat and stuck the strands of her straight blonde hair, Lane Adair is a mirror of Jane, her twin but unlike Jane, who is not interested in Adair's power and name but Lane is the opposite, she wanted the power and the respect, the satisfaction of fear as sh

With one glance around, she slips into the recliner and downloads the next book in the series. The large mahogany grandfather clock in the hall chimes its tune. It's only chimed three times since she started reading. The tune echoes up through the house and reverberates through her ears. Staring at the words The End on the Kindle in her lap, she blinks in disbelief. She has finished the remaining three books in the series, in record time according to the percentage statistics on the Kindle. Her eyes flew across the pages at record speed and yet, she can still recall every line with insane precision, every plot twist connects. It seems that all her cognitive processing is moving at an incredi

"They have, ever since she was born." Cassandra set the little serpent among the piles of gold coins. The creature sagged in defeat and exhaustion after lying before that terrible fire. "There it is," Vasilisa's voice came from behind a mountain of walnut-sized raw rubies. It wasn't hard to find the book. It was placed on a golden stand in between two golden Sirin statues. The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing.