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Then he noticed a little study table beside the shelf; a lamp and a book sat on top. The book on the table had been opened to its centre. And the way the chairs around the table had been set up gave Kevin a hunch that a group was here recently, reading. He glanced through the pages of the book on top and found the picture of a tortured girl. Her eyes were sworn open to keep them from closing—so that she could watch as her body was disembowelled. There was a text written just below it—it was a Latin translation. Another book on the shelf caught his eyes; its cover had the image of a man screaming while he watched his innards being pulled out through his stomach. Kevin threw his face away in d

That was how I handled both Gunnar's and Ace's businesses. Opening a random page in the book, I skimmed through the information. Everything was neatly recorded in a table format. Each column was labeled with an alphabet and each row had a mixture of names, numbers, and letters. Column A had a list of names beneath it. Column B had another list of names. And column C had numbers with Alphabets at the end. After every few names, there was a thick black line with a new set of numbers as the heading which I assumed was the date, and a new list of information.

It was in that, with the turn of pages of a book, I could lose myself between the pages and forget, even if just for a moment, the complex web of my life. Today opened like each of the rest days: the house was quiet, and I was looking for another book to pass the time with. I ran my fingers along the spines of all the books on the shelves, and one leather-bound volume seemed out of place. I pulled it out; it was a book about hybrids. Its spine was cracked and its pages were frayed from having been read so many times before. I went to the table of contents, and my eyes grew wide with chapters entitled, "History of Hybrids," "Powers and Abilities," and "Notable Hybrids in History."

and I showed him the book I am holding. “Is that your story, right?” Syrel asked and she gets the book away from me. “What the heck. There is nothing inside” she reacted when she saw the content of the book. “It’s just a sample handbound of my story. Besides, where are calculating how we can put all of it in just one book. Look at it, it’s thick because it has 500+ pages” I explained to her. “So don’t expect that it has contents now because it’s just a sample” I added.

Just reading the title, Claire's forehead was already furrowed. “What is this book?” out of curiosity, Claire opened the book by flipping through the pages. Then she was even more surprised because on the next page, there was a table of contents. All the sentences in the table of contents made Claire's head spin. “How to make your husband hotter during sex, how to do exercises to make your body sexier, what should a wife do during sex to make her husband satisfied?” Claire's face turned red reading the contents. What kind of book is this?

Tony handed the notebook to me, and I flipped it open to the first page. Written on the page was what appeared to be a table of contents, which I found rather odd. I skimmed through the rest of the book coming across diagrams, plans, and other addresses we did not know about. “Okay guys. Let’s get the fuck out of here before I pass out from this god forsaken stench! We will go through this book thoroughly later. I can tell it is going to be a valuable asset to us.”

my wolf grimaces uncomfortably. “You’re not wrong on that one,” I shudder, quickly flipping the page over. The further I delve into the book, the further deteriorations I can see to its neglected condition. I can’t help but notice the thread holding the book together has begun to fray, struggling to contain the historical accounts listed inside. Its layout subtly begins to shift the more I push on, gradually altering with each entry included allowing me to differentiate between the multiple rulers listed inside.

Susan then put the book on the lectern and opened it to it's first page, calling Madam Pince closer, to her side. "The first pages contain the instructions of how to use the functions of the Book of Records. I suggest that you read it carefully later." Susan said, pointing the first pages from the book to Madam Pince. She then flipped the pages to the next ones, just after the instructions, that showed a list of names on it. Some of the names were written in dark green ink, while others were in grey ink. The first four names, all in grey ink, got Madam Pince attention when she read them.

I press my hand to him, trying to get him to stay still. “I can help,” I murmur, fumbling with the heavy book in my lap. He pauses, eyes darting to the old book. His gaze hardens in suspicion but then softens. He recognizes what it is. I flip frantically through the brittle pages. 39… 91… 180… Focus. My fingers finally find the right page and relief washes over me when I spot the illustrations. I place the book next to me and take the bag, searching for the right leaves stuffy stuff. I do not know what. At least the book has pictures in color.

I took the paper and opened it. It was a handwritten list, with titles of books I’d never heard of in my life. “Moonlit Surrender.” I read the first one out loud. “The Kraken's Forbidden Desire.” I looked at the next one. “Claimed by the Beast King.” I looked up at Nala. “What the fuck is this?” “Books.” “I can see that.” I looked back at the list. “Ravished by Moonlight. Surrendering to the Fire King.” I raised an eyebrow. “What are these?”