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"We can't just edit the page. We have to **Close the Book**." "Close it?" Sarah asked. "But we’ll be trapped inside!" "No," I said, a wild, reckless wit sparking in my eyes. "We’re going to **Publish** it." I reached for the obsidian pillar that held the Mother. I didn't break it. I used it as a **Stamp**.

She rocked back and forth on her heels, a nervous smile twitching along her lips. I want to laugh, but I remain professional. I’m supposed to be an expert in all things seduction and sex. I can’t break my cover now. I gently spell out her name before writing my unique yet generic as all h*ll personalized message. After that’s done, I scrawl out my signature, ‘G. Blake’ and close the book once I know the message won’t smear. I slip into the first few pages, a business card, a special bookmark, and a couple of stickers before I place the book in a printed small tote bag. A final touch of an art print of the main characters, and I then finally hand the bag to the reader. Nice and quick. Only ni

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She goes to the bed and lays everything out. They had printed three copies each of their report, in case they just had to turn it in without being creative. But she thinks that she can pull this off, even though arts and crafts was never really her thing, she does have a basic idea of how to do this. She gets one stack of her pages and she cuts them down into size to fit into the book. Thankfully Asher has remembered that regular computer paper would be too long, so he knew how to turn the words tiny and have them come out like pages in a book.

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She took a deep breath and faced her professor again, looking more relaxed. “I can’t emphasize enough how important it is for you not to suck at this. Do you get that?” “Yes Mr. Bailey. I will do everything that I can not to mess all of this up.” “Alright. You can start anytime you want. Inside the store is a laptop that contains the ordering system for the entire bookstore. The visitors and the customers already know that the mini bookstore exists. All you need to do to send out the books they’d want delivered to their addresses. You can deliver it yourself or via currier. That should not be that hard.”

Emma said, walking deep into the living room. "Thanks." She walked to a set of shelves on the far side of the room, running her fingers over the spines of his books. A lot of them were classics, novels by Dickens, Voltaire, Dumas, Melville, and Hemingway. She smiled when her fingers ran over the spine of not one, but three copies of Mitchell's Gone with the Wind. There were modern novels, too, including Stephen King and Sidney Sheldon, but they didn't look as well read as some of the others.

I said at the top of my voice then put the book to the ground as small cracks appeared on the ground spreading everywhere. "Make them bigger, stronger, and better," I whispered with emphasis then knelt on one foot and pressed my palm on the book. As the book drew my energy, I closed my eyes knowing how my energy was going to be shared with all creatures to make them into what I wanted.