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“Haven’t you said it before?” “Yes, but maybe they don’t remember and reading this will make them understand this book better. So yes,” She is suddenly facing the wall beside her, “I want you guys to read the first book. ‘Asteria: The Fey King’s Mate’. It’s exclusively on N******t, so I couldn’t upload it here. I am sorry for that, I really am but this will make you understand a lot of things better and I hope you like it.”

The weather has matched his mood perfectly for twenty-three days now. Twenty-three days. Twenty-three days since Flora's demise. Twenty-three days of this purgatory, watching her breathe but not live. "I brought you a good book you are gonna like," Lucas says, reaching into his messenger bag. He pulls out a dog-eared copy of *Pride and Prejudice*, its spine cracked from frequent reading. "I thought I might read to you again today. The nurses say that's good—that you might be able to hear me." He opens to where the bookmark indicates his progress and clears his throat.

Chapter 2 Flashback / dream A girl is strolling through a library and after a lot of searching she got the book of her interest. She took a seat and started to read it. Suddenly a boy came and knocked her book "knock knock, may I talk with this busiest girl for a minute?" The girl removed her book from her face and asked "What do you want now?" The boy answered " I happened to know a girl named Mugdha and want her as my girlfriend. "

"You cannot fall in love with him further. This is bad. He has a fiancee. You are to late." "I know!" Bedalika gripped her hands tightly. "I can still be his friend. I enjoy his company and he enjoys mine. I will watch myself carefully. We need him to restore our people." "This is true. Yaya thinks Ren is an ancient creature. Like the legends said. Grandma says she remembers more. We talk to him after this is over, yes?" "Yes. I think we have ample trade to give him." Bedalika had a small gold flask in her hand. Inside was Blue Frost Water. Colder than the water Ren currently submerged himself in. "This should help."

He was currently snoring. "I found a good book this morning but unfortunately it's not in braille. Mother read me the title and I'm very intrigued by it. But in my rush to get here I left it on the library table." Eva sighed in disappointment. "What was the title?" "Vampires and Their Beloveds" "I'm not Author but I'm pretty sure the book is based on Vampires and their beloveds." Alana snickered out. "Why do you insist on ruining things with your words?" Eva questioned in annoyance. If she knew how she would roll her eyes at her best friend. Not that it really mattered anyway.

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Do I look like the man of the house? I couldn't help her at all. I was just a terrified Omega who literally jumps at loud noises. I totally couldn't control four feral Lycans inside their own territory. Flora took the terrifying hint. She didn't try to argue anymore. She practically fell onto the rug trying to gather her spiral notebooks. She shoved her textbooks violently into her canvas bag. The metal zipper snagged on a page, but she didn't care. She just yanked it shut, ripping the paper in half.

"You know what? Maybe you'll even end up working for me someday. Just look at your pathetic self in the mirror. What do you even have left for yourself?" I stopped putting her things away and looked at her with a smile. "What about you? What do you have left for yourself?" Melinda's expression fell. "What do you mean by that?" I said, "You swapped out somebody else's fans for yourself, didn't you? I remember you being in contact with a huge influencer some time ago, and her number of fans and followers has been steadily dropping. You swapped them over to yourself, didn't you?" Melinda turned deathly pale. Even the blush on her cheeks couldn't mask how ashen her face was.

Angela was all he cared about. I was just about to take one of the buffalo wings when Henry stopped me. "Hang on. I'll make you a sweet and juicy fruit salad," he said as he swiftly took the plate of buffalo wings away. Still, as I watched Carl and Angela interacting with each other, I felt unusually bitter about it.