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She looks me over one last time before walking off, and I grind my teeth together in aggravation. Every time I bring up my major, I get the same looks. People just assume I am a wolfbagger, but I'm not. I genuinely find supernatural history interesting. I am not studying werewolves, so I can trick a werewolf into giving me long life or mating with me. I like learning about all of them, dragons, sirens, and fairies I sigh as I collect my pile of books. I already paid my tab on the cafe's app, so there is no need to call my disgusted waitress back over. I pull my jacket on and pick up my loaded book bag.

Daniel finished, pulling out his phone, and started dialing when Barbara said, "Oh, no need to disturb Mr. Thornton with something as small as this. I can handle it. So are you vouching for her?" "Yes, I am." She then went on to ask Daniel a series of questions while I checked out the books they had close to the desk on a rack that spun. I saw a book that reads Protective Custody: The Demon King. Interesting, another fantasy-type story. I picked it up and went back to Daniel's side. They were just finishing up, and Barbara returned Daniel's form of ID. "I would like this to be my first book." I said, looking expectantly at Barbara."

I drew in a breath sharply, shrinking back in embarrassment. I awkwardly reached out for my bag and brought out my favorite novel, The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown. I eyed the book and returned my gaze to Mr. Trevelyan, who was still laying back in his seat with his eyes shut. I let my eyes trail from his golden brown hair to his bobbing Adam's apple. My eyes narrowed to slits and watched his every movement. "It's rude to stare." I blinked my eyes, snapping myself from my daze. I arched an eyebrow for a second and turning to my book.

“Stephen King, Dan Brown, Clive Cussler, John Grisham, and the like.” “Oh! I’ve only read John Grisham among those you mentioned. I just started lately. I like The Rainmaker.” “Have you seen the movie?” “Not yet. Matt Damon is the star there, isn’t he?” “I have a copy. We can watch it if you want.” “Sure.”

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My brain explodes with excitement, and the horrible emotions leading up to this moment completely fade as I think over the possibility of meeting my long-lost Aunt. "That is so awesome," I finally whisper, and Daniel nods. "It is," he replies, and I grin. "The secrets never seem to end here in Wyoming, do they," I ask, and he shrugs. "I'm sure they will end sometime," Daniel says with a twinkle in his eyes that makes my heart soar. THE END THE SECOND BOOK OF THIS SERIES IS COMING SOON. ITS TITLE WILL BE...... HEARTACHE IN YELLOWSTONE, AND IT WILL BE STANLEY'S STORY.

He caught my arm and hissed, "Let's go." "But . . . but---" "No," he cut me off and swept me off my feet while I hurled abuses and trashed in his arms. * * * A/N : Saving Brownie is ranking higher! It's currently 8th in the what's hot list, please do vote if you're liking this story since it would really help me!

Much like he'd looked as he had stood on Carrie's porch watching the clouds slowly travel across the sky while calmly sipping his coffee despite the chaos going on around him. Ben returned carrying a load of books in his arms. He heaved the heavy books onto the table before me. I looked down and was surprised at what I saw there. I didn’t know what I had expected. With all that had happened, I had envisioned fantasies of witchcraft, vampirism, mutants, and numerous other explanations involving mythological figures but this I hadn’t anticipated. At the very top of the considerable pile of books lay the King James Bible. “Just the tip of the iceberg, baby.” Richard said as he looked at me and

It was so much like having grain size tacos submerged in sweet tomato ketchup. After lunch, I picked up a book to read. Mom and dad were in their room. The girls were taking a beauty nap, and Micheal had gone out to go play games with his friends. As I picked up “ Angels And Demons” by Dan Brown to read, a thought crossed my mind - nothing is as it seems.