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She uttered before shoving the other copy into her bag. “Lights that don’t flicker.” I read out the title of the book, groaning inside of me, considering that I’ve never been a fan of novels. I only read business contracts, manifestos, and newspapers when I’m bored, but most times it’s business contracts and documents belonging to a property I was buying. “This is a good read, trust me on this. You wouldn’t regret making this video.” “I hope so,” I replied and made the video, encouraging everyone to read her book.

Dear Readers, I want to take a moment to express my heartfelt gratitude to each and every one of you who took the time to read my book, "Beauty And The Lycan Beast". Writing this book was a labor of love for me, and seeing so many of you enjoy it has been an incredible experience.

I had to keep my sanity in check before I loose my goddamn mind. I got to the library and it was empty, exactly what I needed. I whipped out the book from my bag and began to read. I was one of the few people who loved to read from an actual book rather than read on the phone. I still own a ton of books I have purchased over the years and whenever I get the chance to I always get a soft copy rather than the hard copy, there was just the feeling it had. I don’t know how to explain it any other way. The book was pretty emotional and many times I found myself sobbing over the fictional characters. In the scene I was reading the female lead was stabbed in the stomach by the man she gave her whol

For the first time in a long time, I felt a bit of normalcy in doing something as basic as reading a book. I was finding peace in my enemy's presence.

Read enough to understand the quality of what was happening. The first message she read that stopped her was from a woman she did not know, in a city she had never visited, who had apparently read the entire book between midnight and four in the morning and had written to say: I did not sleep. I could not sleep. Every time I thought I could put it down I found I could not put it down because it felt like putting down the only honest thing I had encountered in years. I have been in that kitchen. I have stood at that counter. I did not know anyone else had been there until this morning.

I stood up, getting nearer to the book spot but not touching it. I read the text in the book. "You're Locked." it says. I don't know if I should roll my eyes to it's obviousness but yeah, I am locked here undeniably sticker and I knew it already. The book turn to another page again and stops. " And you're looking for something to solve so you can get out of here." My knees are shaking and my eyes widened. How did it know I'm thinking it? It turns to other pages again which seems like it's answering my thoughts and it's terrifying. "It's because I can read you. "

I only thought about this before and now it's time to confirm it even we are not a hundred percent sure or accurate about what we think. Wait. We can differ in our way of thinking too. “I actually don’t know but your texts happen to me. And I’ve done a lot of things with Airo.” “Airo.” Her voice sounded a bit sad now. “Did I change anything from there?” This question just pops into my head and I’m curious. “No. Wait. Have you read about that book, Airo loves reading?” Airo's image in different angle reading the book enters my brain. it is as vivid as the actual one. I haven't read that much thoo.

Writing this book has been a journey filled with passion, creativity, and a few challenges along the way, and I’m thrilled to share it with you. As you read, I would greatly appreciate hearing your thoughts on the book. Your feedback, likes, and comments are not only encouraging but also crucial in helping create even more engaging chapters in the future. Every reader’s perspective enriches my understanding of the story and its impact, and I want to know how my words resonate with you. Did you connect with the characters? Did the plot twist surprise you? Your insights can guide me as I craft the next chapters, making them even more compelling and relatable.

It was funny how I had read two books today and was on my third. The first was around midnight. I had finished my chapters around one, and I couldn't sleep anymore. So, I decided to play around with the book one of the broken series. 'One more chapter' that was what I told myself until I read through the night, looking like a zombie the next morning. Oh, well, and the second, I kind of didn't pay attention in my classes today and I might have been absent-minded at work, stealing some time to myself to read and complete the second book breezily.

I replied I didn't wait for his response before I climbed out of bed, then went to the bathroom to do my morning routine. When I was done, I proceeded to the dinning to get a quick meal before settling down to a book I had been on for the past two days. It was not that the book wasn’t interesting, rather, it was, each time I tried to read, something that would make me abandon my book until the next day always pops up. “I will read half of this book today and another half tomorrow and then next tomorrow, I will read the whole book within twenty-four hours” I reasoned silently