Novel & Cerita Is Killian's Folly A Real Book

Felza laughed out loud, “What a surprise? Most people hate books like this. What's your favorite?” I pressed my lips together, avoiding her gaze, “Well, the one you're reading right now.” I lied again, thinking of the next words to say, “I don't really have a favorite, but I enjoyed that book while reading.” “Killian is my favorite character.” She smiled, placing the book on the table, “It's like only I could understand what he's been passing through. I like his interaction with glydon, and the fact that it was a college romance made it even better.”

She'd rolled her eyes and wouldn't touch it then. Now, she opened the cover. There was a note written inside: *I never needed you to agree with me. I just enjoyed arguing with you because, as long as we argued, we were speaking. We were alive.* *-K* Isla ran her fingers over the words. Her throat tightened. She read the book that night. And for the first time in a very long time, she forgot to be angry. --- In another section of the city, Killian stood in his office, the skyline indistinct behind him. The media spun rumors still. Investors defaulted on threats to withdraw. His mother accused him of recklessness. His father was silent.

I made my way to my room to change and then to Killian's office. I stood to the side where Killian kept his books. I looked through all the titles. I wondered how we had such different tastes in books. Someone, I thought it be my brother but yet he felt like a stranger. There was a book with a torn cover that looked old. I tugged it off the shelf and opened it to the bookmarked page. This was a Gideon witch grimwar. Why did Killian have this? The page that was bookmarked was written in Latin or Greek, I couldn't tell I had to get this to Ellen. I put the book in the back of my jeans and pulled my shirt over it. I felt dirty stealing this from Killian but I also felt like he was hiding someth

“Killian has vast knowledge of the demon summoning that happened centuries ago, far vast, and is using it to his advantage.” “There’s more to the story?” I asked, a little bit surprised. “A lot more. You’ve barely scratched the surface of the truth. Killian knows a lot of secrets that the Faes tried to hide about that year. Not just that, but faes traditions and life that had also been hidden, or so we thought, including our weakness.”

he asked. I shook my head. "No, he didn't. I haven't even seen him in a while." I swallowed. "I found.. a book, a book in Sebastian's library. It contained.. profiles. Photographs of people who had already died. Dead. With notes in there, and all killed." He looked at me like he was really listening to me. "On the very last page, there's Killian's profile," I swallowed. "He was targeted." "You're worried about Killian?"

“That explains why they’ve been tearing through the archives. If they know that much, they’ll start sniffing around for whoever the last Blackwood is.” Killian’s gaze didn’t waver. “And you believe this? That it’s real?” “I don’t know,” I admitted, clutching the journal tighter. “Maybe it’s folklore. Maybe it’s true. But if they’re desperate enough, they’ll cling to it until they die trying.”

~ Killian ~ Killian’s steps were filled with conviction. Normally, Killian was always calm and levelheaded. He’d think and re-think his decision before taking any action. But this time, there was no time to think. Killian knew he had to act fast. Otherwise, he would regret this for the rest of his life. Flipping a fúcking coin, he scoffed to himself. Fúcking worst decision I’ve ever made. Caspian was now busy talking with Audrey’s dad and Audrey was talking and laughing with her friends. Killian didn’t think twice and he stood right behind her. Mikey and Olivia saw him first and they gestured for Audrey to turn around.

“In case you forgot, your Ivanov boss believes you to be dead. I am curious about what he would be doing when he finds out that you managed to escape him.” The mention of Killian made me frown and I knew that he believed that he ticked a sensitive nerve that I didn’t want him touching. Killian shooting me was an act of ‘treason’ in their eyes, especially since they believe that it was for Eleanor. “It is a shame that a man like Killian chose his woman over you. You know, he barely met her a few years ago, and you are a man who grew up with him. Yet, he simply chose her over you and you couldn’t say a word about it. I doubt that it is something that…”

It was a glimpse of him and I almost dismissed it before I looked again to check if I conjured Killian from my imagination or he was really there, sitting a few rolls away from where I stood…reading! Killian is reading? Maybe it’s a trick of light, I looked away for a second and yet the scenery didn’t change. He was well hidden from the room, how my eyes even wandered over there and spotted him was beyond me. He had a laptop on the table, a book in his hand…is that a pen? I couldn’t see the name of the novel he was reading and he had this computer glass lense on the bridge of his nose. Killian was hot before duh…but he just got a lot hotter now.

I fisted my hands in my pockets and gritted out, “Her name is Hazel. And what I do with her on that campus is none of your goddamn business.” “Everything you do is my business, Killian,” Richard countered sharply. He stood and looked out the window. “You forgot your place. You think because I let you be, allowed you to do whatever you like, play your little games at Legacy Thorne, you get to act like a reckless animal? Isn’t she the same girl you bullied in this city? Ah, let me correct that, the same girl you almost killed me for?” He turned to me with a smirk on his face.