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As I fingered through the book, with no title, words began to glow and singed onto the worn parchment like magic. Inanna had stirred and I could feel the Lycan blood in me shift, each drop moving and flowing like lava through my veins and my eyes lit up like beacons absorbing the words from the page. It startled me and I dropped the book to the floor. As the thud of the heavy leather hit the floor and echoed throughout the endless room, books started flying off the shelves, pages fluttering towards me in a whirl of turbulence, surrounding me like a twister.

He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.

Its golden eyes burned with a feral madness driven by hunger and frenzy. Noticing that most of the men of his immediate squads lay dead, Mathew made a promise to himself that he would join them soon, not as a coward but as a Legionnaire. With a yell, he launched himself to his feet, sword in hand. He swung the blade in a wide arc in front of him. Its metal met bone as he severed the hand that the beast had been stretching out towards him. A fountain of blood pumped from the jagged end of its arm where its hand was half a moment before. Mathew pressed his advantage, closing on the thing, and put his full weight upon his blade, sinking it deep into the monster’s heart, and driving its body ove

"What can I do for ye young man?" "I need this Fantasy book 'Legend of a Dark Morth' by VIC NOVELLA, I wanted to find out if it has been published" "Errr, I uhm.... Need to check my collection" The old book keeper, Dressed in a tick rain coat with Fluffy edges stood on his feet and slipped behind the desk to sit. Riffling through the long dark book and peeking at it through his spectacles. "I think the first published set has been exhausted and out of the market for the meantime, but I think I have few left over copies here" he uttered wetting the tip of his index finger with saliva.

Therefore the majority of my stories at present are completed and I have no plans in creating sequels at present. Also as a warning there is mature content in my books, read at your own discretion. Any and all media is not my own, which are the rights of those who have let me use it. The story content is fully my own, please do not copy. Copy right is reserved. Mature content. Here is a list of my current books: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Hint of Misunderstanding (Werewolf Romance) Thank you again.

The title on it was. "Lore of Elm. This is it." Lore of Elm has that eerie feeling surrounding it. Of course they are, it's a cursed book after all. But the creature who'll be reading the book were also cursed so it's fine. Probably. After opening the magical lock that sealed the book and returned the other books, Noel hummed while he walked towards the exit, when he realized another door was connected to Room Magma. The shape of the door couldn't be identified from the distance where Noel stood because the lights weren't able to reach where the door was, with it being hidden behind one of the shelves.

Damien looked at the book Charlotte was holding and noticed that it was a historical book with the legends of dragons . " You choose a rather interesting book . " said king Damien with a smirk . " Huh ? " said Charlotte confused as she looked at the book . " It's a historical book of our world , one of the oldest with legends that have passed down from generation to generation . It has a lot of geographical, archeology and alchemy elements . Will you be able to understand it ? " said king Damien . ' Is he really asking that question to a prodigy student like me ?! He is a king . I am surprised how he hasn't even gotten a CV of mine from the human world . ' thought Charlotte as she flipped th

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It was so with even the galactic forces, so with such opinions they require no comment, and I will not make any of them, even with the ancient records of what was in those distant galaxies in which they were collected in the books that they might be learned. Since they were studied in this way for several years, they built a good part of their entire mental existence from the sick person, in which they were, as was to be expected, even though it occurred in strict accordance with this phantasmagorical nature. Even during their journey, in which they learned about the data their priest, called Edelgard Usher could sit and dream for hours, even with their greatest pleasure, however, they found

which paid the mortgage and utilities. On the right monitor: a manuscript titled "The Gray Chronicles: Book Three." His publisher was getting impatient. They didn't know their best-selling dark fantasy author was literally a centuries-old being sharing a body with a teenager. The advance paid for Cara's... considerable wardrobe expenses. Shadowalker's voice echoed in their shared mindspace: "The protagonist's motivation in chapter seven remains unconvincing." "He's based on you," Northstar thought back, fingers flying over the keyboard. "Of course he's emotionally stunted."