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Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave

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And what did she think of its contents? My curiosity had reached a boiling point, and I found myself eager to know just how much of the book Roxy had read. Had she stumbled upon the passages about Cryomancers, the very information I had been searching for? The possibility sent a thrill through me, and I couldn't help but wonder if she might inadvertently hold the key to unlocking the secrets I sought. I mentally chastised myself, feeling a surge of frustration at my own indecision. Why was I making this so complicated? I just needed to approach Roxy, strike up a conversation, and find out if she had read anything relevant in the book.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

The pack howls again, and this time, it feels like laughter. Blackthorn is whole. The night is ours. And for once, I don’t mind being a little bit immortal. ***End of Book 1*** Thank you so much to all the wonderful people who read this book. These characters have crawled under my skin and set up camp. Knowing I’m not the only one who loves them, warms my heart. Please keep a look-out in the coming weeks for Book 2, where we follow Kieran on his journey to rebuild Silvercrest, and maybe finally find a love of his own. Blood Oath: A Different Kind of Alpha, by Quinn Montclair.

I was not the Crimson Priestess and even though I wasn’t sure what that entirely meant to me or the pack itself I would not allow Melina to tarnish that. I started looking at Rogan’s computer and the few books it seemed he had read to get information about who I might be. The idea of him looking at all of these items made me feel good that he cared that much. I picked up the first book which was written by a fellow wolf as it had far too many details about where wolves might be located at. I followed the geographics of the writing and realize that the Cresent Moon Pack couldn't be further than a few days away from us if traveling by wolf. That made the idea of an attack now hard to believe.

Sinister never thought one day he will have such a beautiful family. Everything came to track and a beautiful one to be precise. Indeed there is a bright sun behind every dark cloud. ______________________________________ So this was the end of Yes, Master finally. The next book is already up on my profile known as “No Master” containing Rafael Hunt and Rose’s story. Don’t forget to give it a try. A story filled with regret, love, dark romance, and redemption. Do remember to like and leave your reviews about Yes, Master. I tried my best to give justice to my characters. So my readers. Wish me luck for the future and don’t forget to support me.

he mouthed. Sigwulf slid his chair across to Lakon and peered over his shoulder. “What have you found?” “Listen to this. Congratulations my industrious scribe, or scribes. I see you have found the code to mine books, but have you found their traps. My traps are simple, or difficult, it depends on your mind. My books are numbered simply and are nothing more than my personal journals. Merely the ramblings of an old man. They contain no state secrets or rumours, no stories or answers, simply, as I said, musings. For anything else those were kept in my mind and if you are reading this, then my mind is forever closed to you. Best of luck, my scholar, may your hunt through the paperwork o

I wanted you to bear with me, as this book will not be ending very soon! As for the people who are questioning if this will have a book 2. Yes! It has a book 2 and I am still sceptical if I will merge it here, because it is a LGBT themed story for Caleb Rothschild and Alberto Martinez. I hope you will still support this novel up to the end and I have an announcement for my upcoming series here on GoodNovel. I will make it soon as possible for you guys! It is a Zillionaire Series with roughly 3-5 books in total.

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."