Matt's Fantasy Book Reviews Mga Nobela at Kwento

I fold my legs beneath me, and bring out my phone. A book can keep my awake so I surf the internet. Quickly I see a lot of fantasy books, but I’ve never really gravitated towards those. I don’t know what pushes me though. Maybe I’m just tired of being oblivious or my mother’s thesis, or the strange recurrences, I click on the first book I see and buy it. It takes only a second. I scroll past the forward and settle on the first chapter.

Matt told me the other day, that when he’s near the packhouse or in the garden area, he gets this weird tingly feeling, like someone is trying to figure out what he is. I called upon the Enchanted packlands to see if it’s them doing it, and they told me yes, so they can add it to the archives in the hidden room. I asked the packlands, if that is how all the books on different shifters ended up in that room, they told me yes, everytime a new species comes onto the lands they study them to figure out what they are so they can add new information to the history books. I tell the packlands that Matt is a Fae/Pixie and ask them if it's okay for him to join us girls in the hidden room. The packlan

Probably because it's broken. "Hmm... Katherine, do you think you can find out what it says?" Mom asks, leaning over the rock and looking at the writing. It looks like it was chiseled onto the thing. I wonder if it was by a tool or magic? The writing itself is pretty, but nothing like anything I've seen before. "I'll get right on it," she assures everyone, standing from her chair and rushing to the library, another room in Anastasia's home. If there is a book on this strange language and we have it, it would be in the library.

No idea for Harper. What would love make me confess next? I drift into the fantasy aisle and grab a random book. It turns out to be a romance. My old boss would have deducted half my salary for that. I slide to the floor automatically, hug my knees, and lose myself in ‘The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue’ by V.E. Schwab. The way Addie tries to matter in a world that forgets her feels too real. “Funny choice of book.” Matthew’s voice pulls me out of the pages. I look up, and he’s standing over me with that stare that could fry a person alive.

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Maddie squinted at her over the top of her old-edition of Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them, pushing her glasses up her nose "Well I'm not done reading it yet" Olive scoffed "When will you be done? When the book ends its misery by committing suicide?" Maddie looked up and smirked. This was one of those fights two people who loved different genres of novels usually had, each on her high horse, insisting that her genre was better than the other. Between Maddie and her best friend it was more of an intelligent cerebral tussle than a fight. Their love of books was one of, or probably the only thing that binded the two girls together, perhaps other than the fact that they both had lost thei

Matt said, turned, and walked into the stacks. The moment he was gone, Cathy bounded out of the aisle. Holding a tall stack of books, she rushed as quickly as she could to my table and sat down. “Was that Matt you were talking to just now?” she asked excitedly. I wanted to roll my eyes at her, but I was too worn out from the stress of that conversation. Cathy glanced where Matt had gone. “He’s pretty cute. Cuter than I remember. All that muscle really filled him out. Do you think he’s single?”

I waved back just as Patricia finally stood, still engrossed in her book. “Patricia, dear,” Raven said, his tone teasing, “your fantasy man isn’t going to jump out of that book, you know.” She scoffed, adjusting her glasses. “Fantasy men written by women are the best kind,” she retorted, and I nodded in agreement. Raven shot me a look, his eyes narrowing in mock disbelief. “Really, Hyacinth? You’re siding with her again?” I laughed, smacking his arm playfully. “What? It’s true!”

I observed the worn cover, indicating he read that book frequently. "The Divine Comedy?" I handed the book back to him. "It's a classic, one of my favorite books," Matteo smiled, turning the book in his hands. "Your favorite book is about a detailed description of hell..." I raised both eyebrows, staring at him. I would never have guessed he was reading something like that! "I know it sounds silly, but..." "No... it's not silly! Maybe a little scary, but not silly," I immediately interjected, not allowing him to finish the sentence. "I like detective suspense."

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