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COME! I make the order without even picturing their faces. The link comes as naturally as breathing, and I hear them move immediately. I march out of the room, and they follow. "Garrett," Lucifer says just as Paula says, "Jannah." "Leave them be. Their King has ordered them to follow," mom says, and I resist the urge to flip everyone off. "He needs the push," Dad whispers, and I tune out the rest of them.

And, as if fate were adding insult to injury, there are those who wish to harm me simply because I am a prince. Taking the next corner, I see the door that leads into the council room. It has a large and daunting frame made from stone, decorated and engineered by the very best artisans in the pack. The door is one of the few reminders of the Continental War, a war that gave my great grandfather reason to exaggerate the castle’s fortifications. It meant that only a few creatures could walk in and out of the castle. Humans and elves would have a hard time opening and closing doors, let alone entering the castle grounds, but vampires and orcs were our key problem. The Fairies have been our alli

I guess the same will happen about Callie the California dragon. “That is the plan. Now that things have died down. I think it is time you meet him.” I take Kellie’s hand and lead her up to the roof where I shift from. I strip out of my clothes and lay them at Kellie’s feet then backed away and shift while watching her. Her eyes grew big, and her mouth opens as I finish my shift and throw my head up then back down close to her face.

His red eyes deepened, indicating his desire to sort things out. "One of the book of history has gone missing last night. The Book of Creation. And then this morning, it is found on its shelf again. Not a piece was taken nor changed," Merko said. I had been to their library a couple of times and had seen that book. However, due to my very busy schedule, I could not read it since I have to prioritize knowing more about potions. "It is not allowed to take the books out of the bibliotheca. How come that it has gone missing? Who was patroling last night?" Yamiko asked.

Forever. End of book 36

More, and more. End of Book 1

If only it worked that way. As my consciousness faded, my soul felt yanked back—to that Halloween night that changed everything. Lights strung like jack-o'-lanterns, crowds surging like a river. I was gripping my little brother Matthew Duncan's hand—warm and soft—terrified that if I let go for even a second, the tide of people would swallow him up. But in the blink of an eye, a puppet-maker's stall caught his eye. He pointed at a fierce general figurine, bouncing with excitement. "Eli! I want that one! The general!"

“It’s like the temple itself is watching us.” Bram rolled his shoulders. “Then let it watch. We don’t have time to be scared of walls.” They walked in tense silence until the passage opened into another chamber, this one vast and lined with towering obelisks. At its center stood a pedestal, atop which lay a worn book bound in deep blue leather. The air around it shimmered, as if resisting their presence. Elior approached cautiously. “The First King’s records.” Rael furrowed his brow. “He knew about the chains. Maybe he knew what breaking them would do.”

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

“Fresh ink on his quill?” “Not at all. I’ve taken those letters, swapped them around, translated the next two pages and found another message. Now, it gets interesting. Listen. Congratulations again my scribe. All the answers you seek are in my books. They are written in chronological order, and contain all you need to know. Knowledge alone will not help you, however. For if you seek what I believe you seek, these books will not help you much as the item was entrusted to another for safe keeping. She will do with it as she sees fit. I know not how old she is, as she may be younger, or even older than when she and I first met. Yet she still knows all. Look for her where the mortal