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Maddox started growling in my head and I could feel it starting to rumble in my own chest. “This is exactly what we saw right?” Legolas looking for some confirmation that he wasn’t going crazy, for once. “Yeah, that’s it! Well shit. What does the book say about it? What is it for starters?” Legolas shifted the book back in front of him and is scanning the pages. “We’re fucked. That’s what it says.” “What? Not possible.” I say taking the book from him and reading for myself. “How the hell is that even possible? I thought they were all killed in the first war?”

"His name shocked Eryndor 'How has the tree come to know my name?' As he was still regaining his consciousness, Eryndor blurted out: 'Who's there?" Youngling's young greenish leaves trembled, releasing a faint and smothe rustle, as Elderwood's gentle voice enveloped her. 'Eryndor will save me, won't he?' she whispered, her delicate petals unfolding like tiny hands clasped in prayers. A tender shoot of hope sprouted within her, its tender tip reaching for the warmth of promise. Her roots deepened, clinging to the earth, as if unwilling to let go. "May I live long!"

There was no way anyone would be able to tell what it was by looking at it. Andrew Gifts included a first edition Lord of the Ring: Fellowship of the ring signed by Tolkien himself! Grace could not believe it as she thumbed through the pages - she been a fan since her teenage years. The other gift was also the first edition of David Pinner’s Ritual. Grace mentioned that she like horror in one of their conversations, and she was touched Andrew remembered. Other Gang leaders included expensive champagne and wine, jewellery, perfume, designer bags and shoes. Grace was overwhelmed with the generosity and said so. When the last Gang Leader had left, Grace sighed and said “Well, that was an amazin

I blurt out without remembering that I’m a car with Julian. “That’s not true princess. You have unlimited funds. Remember?” He smirks my way and I roll my eyes. “That’s a very mature gesture by the way.” He says but I ignore him. How can I focus on him when the glistening building comes into view? It reminds me of the elfish city of Lothloren from the Lord of the Rings. My nerd side is showing but it's the only thing I can think of to describe what this place looks like. It is white and full of glass windows all over it in different shapes and sizes.

Looks like he just finished his morning workout. I nodded my head. "All of this.. where did you get it?" I asked as I looked back at the thick books that revealed the titles on their backs. There are collections of books by Alfred Tennyson, Homer, Jane Eyre, and many more. This is heaven for me. "The books were here when I bought this castle." Rhysand replied. I heard his footsteps approaching. "I didn't do anything but take care of them, and repair parts to say the least."