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I read it aloud. Dante strolled over to the shelf and returned with a book with the same word as it's title. It was a more recent book. He flipped through the pages and stopped. "The Menae are fifty children of the moon goddess and the human king Endymion, the modern time say they represent the fifty months of the Olympiad cycle." he read aloud. "Let me see that," Axel took the book from Dante while Dante went to get another from the same shelf. We all started searching for books that describe the Menae.

It was written in old cursive writing and archaic language, so I had a hard time going through it. But I could understand how the chapters were separated. A story only had around three to four pages that ended without a proper ending. And there were around a hundred stories written along with images. I trailed my fingers on the pages of it while trying to imagine how it might've looked when it was newly written. The pages felt like tissues, and all the ends were bent in every way.

The sun charred his skin mercilessly with every step he took in the direction of where he felt the hostels were yet, he felt proud of himself. After some minutes, he got to a halt. There were two roads. Ones he hadn't expected. One of the lanes forked leftwards and took a sharp bend like a roundabout while the other went straight and seemed distant. To his sides and behind him were other students. They, too, didn't know which way led to the hostel. After a little more than ten seconds, grumbles and murmurs began to erupt all around him. He felt like he was Moses leading the Israelites to the promised land except that in this situation, he didn't want to.

"At my own time. I won't be rushed into a responsibility I'm not ready for." "In that case, when the letter gets here I will ensure your mother doesn't get her hands on it." "Thank you." I picked up the book I have been reading. It's an old book. I have been taping and stapling the pages together. "The Odyssey. I know this book." Castle noted with a frown. "Where did you get it?" "I think I have always had it. Is it yours?" I showed him the initials on the front page; A.C.

Apart from the size being thrice smaller compared to our previous apartment, the room only had one small window and doesn't have AC. So before Penelope's forehead could produce sweat, we started studying the book. The book had almost a thousand pages. What I proposed to maximize our scanning was we equally divided the number of pages. For the first half of the book, Penelope took a look at them while the rest were mine. We studied and read every image and word written on every page. We still don't know what exactly we are looking for but as long as it has something to do with the creation of the cure to get rid of Karen's monster without killing her human side.

Most have asked how long the book will be. My editor and I are still discussing it, but it should be around 300 chapters because it will have Zane and Ian's story incorporated. (I won't drag it, I promise. *pinky swears*) If you have any other questions, please comment below, and I'll do my best to answer each and every one of them. I am because of you, and for that, I'm grateful. Have a great weekend. P.s. Please do check out my other books, too. I'd love to hear your thoughts on them.

As she settled into her worn armchair, a steaming mug of chamomile tea in hand, she pulled out her notebook, its pages filled with her scribbled notes and interpretations of "The Odyssey." The words she had written in the library, fueled by the quiet inspiration of the space, now seemed to jump off the page, brimming with newfound meaning. She reread them, her mind buzzing with connections and insights, the intricate tapestry of Odysseus's journey weaving itself into her own life.

More, and more. End of Book 1

I asked her in shock when I received the book. "How many pages does it have?" I asked, to which Ann smiled and replied, "It has 300 pages. You have to read all the guidelines from Monday to Friday—what Mr. Owen likes to eat and what he likes to do in the office. Also, you must adhere to the rules in this book not to lust after him," Ann said in a serious voice, and my head throbbed with a pounding headache. "No wonder he fired many secretaries. I bet I will not last a month, because I do not think that I can finish reading this book," I said, to which Ann laughed.

Too happy to oblige, and I swiftly return to the Duke's office, standing in front of the bookshelf, trying to decide what book would show-off my 21st Century education. 18 My eyes fall on Homer's "The Odyssey." Perfect! I snatch the leather-bound book and return to the bedroom. Once inside, Bryce is sitting on a wooden seat with an empty stool beside him. He is sitting close to one of the burning candles on a floor stand. "What book had you chosen?" "'The Odyssey,' my lord," I tell him, trying to keep my voice neutral and bored. I do not want to give away my eagerness to prove my higher education. "Very well. Sit, and you may begin," Bryce states while studying me curiously. I can