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And now Val is the voivodul in Muntania, the Val who was the monk and an abbot. In the year 6994, February 13th this was written earlier and then again in the year 6998 January 28th it was rewritten a second time by me, sinful Efrosin. At the time, when the story was written, it was more than short fictionalised representation of fragments from the mysterious life of Dragwer. What truly happened with that man nobody knows.

"Hieroglyphs? I don't know what it means. How do you know? Have you learned that before?" Oh God, was a master of metaphysics standing beside her? "No, I'm just guessing." Elizabeth scowled. "Isn't what a talisman or a charm is used for? That's how it usually is in novels." Sigrid's eyes lit up. "You read novels too? Do you read supernatural novels?" Elizabeth nodded. "Yeah, I like supernatural novels. Do you also read them?" Sigrid nodded excitedly too. "I like to read supernatural novels a lot. Some novels describe them very realistically! I do believe there are ghosts in this world!"

Metamorphoses, the phenomenal author who instantly got famous because of his/her first ever published mystery-fiction book entitled 'Belladonna'. The Belladonna novel have found an immense popularity, critical acclaims and become one of the most successful book worldwide. The book attracted a wide adult audience as well as younger readers. Since then, Metamorphoses wrote more mystery novels and became popular with that specific genre.

Back in the physical world, Novel’s body collapsed beside Kitty, as he coughed up a splash of blood before slipping into complete unconsciousness. Inside his mind, Alexei faced the dark, monstrous shadow of the Myth standing before him. “You can’t use me for your revenge!” Alexei roared, charging the beast with everything he had. “My mate isn't dead! Give me back my body!” With a final, desperate strike, Alexei slammed into the dark entity, and darkness took him completely. _____ One Year Later It was Novel’s university graduation day. She stood near the podium in her cap and gown, a bright smile on her face as she chatted and snapped photos with her classmates, completely oblivious to the f

Better than nothing. I go out into the library, hunting through the rows of books for metaphysical and wraiths. There would be more information at Hallowhaven Academy, but there isn't enough time to go all the way there and back. Besides, I'm worried that Decan or Walsh will catch me and refuse to let me leave again. With a pile of books, I head to an empty table in the back. The first two books were all about chakras and reiki. Next three books were about sacred space, Wicca, and a fiction book about ghost hunters that had been re-shelved wrong.

Him: "There's nothing else to do, they don't let me read the paper anymore." He: "It doesn't need to be taught, it's very simple. Just think about it, the creation of all those gods and ghosts within religions, the creation of various interpretations of philosophy, the pursuit of intelligent beings outside of us, and the liminalization of all the knowledge we have, for what? To find. To find what? To find more and more. But is it actually more? It is. Where is the more?" Me: "Well, the more knowledge this...has, the more room for imagination...right?"

"Read the last caption." "It is the opinion of this Observer that all these creatures are from the metaphysical realm. They are both similar and dissimilar from their natural-born counterparts. This Observer has been unable to procure a living sample of any subject found within these pages. All obtained subjects were frozen in mid-shift: part man/part beast. Until living subjects can be located, all further study would be speculative instead of concrete. This Observer is uninterested in speculative discovery," Kiema read it aloud. "Was this the last entry in the book?" she asked.

Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events are purely coincidental. This book may not reproduced in any material form or transmitted to any persons without the permission of the author. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It contains the otherworldly imaginations of the author about zombie apocalypse, magical illusions and over-exaggerated scenes that may not suitable to your taste. The plots of indirect discrimination may trigger your annoyance but it is just purely for entertainment purpose. Novelcat : https://www.novel-cat.com/bookDetail/13580755020

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I can not be caught near that room. I eyed several books yesterday, which I was made to exchange. I noted where they were placed though, and I hatched myself a plan. I scan for similarly sized novels and strip the covers off, nearly tucking them over the books I intend to smuggle until they are disguised as novels and harmless incubus-succubus folklore. I practically skip back to my room, where I find Nomias waiting by my door. "Hello, Seraphine. How's my great grandbaby this morning?"