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For a while, he just stared at me but then shook his head anyway saka mas lalo pang nilakihan ang hakbang nito as he headed to the business section, causing me to half run and half walk just to keep up with him. Goddammit! "Ms. Javier?" "W-What?" I answered with heavy breaths dahil sa kahahabol rito. "Take this." Then he suddenly throw a book that weighs like a bag of rocks to me na taranta ko namang sinalo. "What's this?" Naguguluhang tanong ko rito when he suddenly gave me that gray book. 'Ways to kill competitors' Agad na umarko ang kilay ko when I read those words boldly printed on its cover.

If she heard me, she ignored it and went about picking out more books while humming. I flipped the book open and blew away the dust settled on its leaves. The book was so fragile that it was barely in one piece. The dust settled and instead of words, I saw an empty page. I was perplexed at first. I quickly flipped other pages and they were like the rest. “It's empty,” I blurted. She ignored me and continued humming her ominous tune. “Nadia,” I called out impatiently. “There are no words in here.” I picked out another one and flipped through it, ignoring the dust particles flitting through the air. It was as empty as the first. I hurriedly checked the rest and it was the same thing.

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As I am a final year student, the Library Prefect which happened to be one of my classmates didn't want me to Borrow the book as she claimed that I was supposed to be studying for my Exams. " Have you forgotten about the fact that I am a literature Student, Mina? " I asked her. " I am aware of that, So? " " It's simple, I need to read books to improve my English grammar and Writing alright? " I replied. " But... " " No buts Mina, Register Please " I asked stretching my right hand intending to collect the Red colored hard cover book, it was named Register, a book where all records of borrowed and Returned books are kept so without Signing on the book I won't be allowed to leave the library w

I decided to close the file and requested Luca to have the file archived. Please rate this book and comment on main page. Thank you for reading my book.

No more. ‘This is just the beginning.’ I ignored my other. I chose rather to focus on the open magic book laying idly on the floor. I chose rather to focus on the fact that I could understand the writing on the book explicitly now. I chose rather to focus on the strange flower, lying next to the book, which had turned burnt black.

AMELIA “I can’t believe it didn’t work,” I grunted in anger as I stabbed the sword into the book, and it did nothing. “It’s empty now, but a piece of useless old shit.” The book was around four inches thick. The hardcover seemed to be made of animal skin. The smell was like an old rotten dead rat. I was expecting suggestions, but everyone’s mouth was shut this time. “Really?” My eyes narrowed at them. “Now I need your unsolicited advice and you’ve got nothing. You, Theia. You’re very opinionated. What do you have in mind?”

“I am trying to understand what is happening to us!” Her voice trembled with anger, as she kept looking at me. “You are hurting us by ignoring it!” Us! That word made something shift in my chest. “Enough.” I reached forward and slammed the book shut and the sound echoed loudly. Adelaide flinched slightly but did not step back, her eyes were burning. “You cannot control everything, Kaius.” My voice dropped low, I knew something about the book has done so something to her, so I needed to treat her carefully.

“We improvise it live.” Pauly handed her a slim, battered paperback—Mockingbird, cover worn, pages gutted to hold a wafer-thin transceiver and a micro-SD slot. “Your new copy. Same weight as the real one. Press the title twice if you’re burned; it wipes your last three hours and plays an audiobook. Press the author twice and it pings us with location.” She slid the book into her tote without looking. “And if I press the spine?” “It complains about being objectified,” Pauly said.