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I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

No one has found the bodies yet, though, so theres still a lingering hope out there that they're alive. I sigh as I crawl under the thick quilt, flicking on the lamo beside me as I pull out my latest find at Barnes and Nobels: The Winter Garden by the famous Kristin Hannah. This woman's books are truly amazing. Then, after an hour long reading session, I find my eyes beginning to shut against my will, so I set down the book on the bedside table and shut off the lamp. ~ The next morning...

Ariel went silent looking at him for a while that he thought she didn't wanna reply. He opened his mouth to say something when she smiled and kissed him on the lips. "Thanks, baby, you're free to go." Logan kissed her back, nodded his head, and walked out in slow steady strides. Yes! Ariel screamed immediately he was out of sight jumping on the bed happily. She took out a neatly placed novel in her bookshelf which she purchased from the earthly realm with the help of her personal maid. DEMON LEVIATHAN( THE BANISHED SON OF LUCIFER) BY GHOSTWRITER she read out loud and dread filled her followed by curiousness.

A gentle smile from the man watching from the door. Saying nothing, she scanned the shelves. Lingered on the bone-white glow of the books. Some slender, hinting perhaps at quiet lives sharing easy stories half-told. Their slender spines dwarfed by their wider neighbors. Width, perhaps, promising more within their pages. Of louder lives teeming with breathless sagas and lessons well-learned.

It was too quiet, eerily quiet. Dolores decided to walk forward, after wandering for a while, she finally saw...a book. As soon as Dolores got close to the unusual book in the middle of the white room, she was sucked in. As if watching a document, Dolores felt her eyes going through a novel called, "Saving my moonlight in the haunted mansion". Sadie Laurent was going through her late grandfather's stuff when she found an old key. Sadie being a curious cat spirit, kept pestering her parents to know where this place was, but her parents kept avoiding answering. At last, Sadie pestered the old granny of her house.

Others laughed at her gloom and she closed her ears unable to hear their sickening noise. Cassy’s gawked at the dirty room—cobwebs sticking out on the tattered walls. The moon peered at the three dusty recliners from the left window. Opposite it, a carpeted staircase led to another floor opening into the world of oblivion. Maybe! A knife went hovering over her into the fire; the steel charred making ruthless love to it and a big book with an image of a woman with inflamed eyes fell near her. Her lips quivered as she read the title—A Trickster; An Evilest and The Sinister!

Feeling amazed that the Alpha will read something like this, especially knowing that most wolves hate vampires for its history. As Brianna began to slowly crouch and check more, finding other books that are similar to Twilight, like vampire club, vampire moon, and other things, suddenly Brianna felt a sudden wind behind her. ‘A wind?’ she muttered, automatically turning around to find no source as the room had no window. There’s just an old bookcase with a creepy vibe behind her.

Not yet. I turned onto my side, eyes landing on my nightstand. The book I’d finished last two weeks still sat there—Haunting Adeline. It had been a ride, to say the least. Dark, twisted, and completely unhinged. I grabbed the book and traced the cover absentmindedly, my mind still spinning from the way it had ended. And Zade? God. That man was insane, but in the best way. I couldn't even count how many times I had to pause and process the things he said.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

MATTEO The soft hum of the ceiling fan was the only sound in my office. The room smelled of old whiskey and leather—familiar, yet suffocating tonight. My hands were clasped together under my chin as I stared at nothing. Thinking. Always thinking. Emily Thompson was still alive. I didn’t need proof, I could feel it. People like her don’t just vanish into smoke, they hide, and they run. But I won't stop chasing. The loud sound of a knock on the door dragged me out of my thoughts. I glared at Dominic as he walked his way towards my desk, looking like he had just handled two brutal cases in less than thirty minutes.