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he checked the clock hanging opposite to him, “It’s been late, your friend is probably waiting for you…” It was almost 11 pm he jumped up to leave when Nick stopped him, asking to wait a second. He walked to the shelf. He came back with a torn out book, with a yellow dandelion painted on the cover, in a blue font drawn over it, ‘Love of Youth.’ Nick handed him this book, asking, “Read this. You’ll like it,” patting on the book. That whole night he read the book with a tiny sleep of four hours in the dawn. He came back to the shop next morning, reading the rest of it there, completely drown in the book. He didn’t realize someone came in.

In daylight, the river flared beyond the tall windows; at night it became a strip of black glass. Nico sat in a worn club chair by the window, tie loose, jacket abandoned on the armrest, shirt sleeves rolled over the black curls of ink that climbed his forearms. He’d pulled one of his father’s books down, half out of habit—a volume of Livy in Italian no one in the family had read with a mouth that wasn’t lying—but it lay open and ignored on the low table, the lines of history as useless to the room as prayer.

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I managed to throw my legs over the edge of the bed and I peeked at the clock with one eye. 9 o'clock. My eyes went to the two plates again. Lunch and dinner. It was already dawn when Adrian and I went back after our interaction with Samael. I had slept the entire day. Well. Minus the pauses where Adrian demanded full attention from my body and mind. A book on the other nightstand made me crawl to the other side of the bed. Pride and prejudice. "Oh my god." I whispered softly to myself. My fingers touched the worn book. This was the book I read on top of Asta with Adrian behind me. He kept it. A small note peeked from the page. I opened the book on that page and read the neatly written words

The room filled with a blinding light, and I shielded my eyes. When the glow subsided, I blinked, staring at the pages before we held open in Uncle Lucifer’s hands. The pages were filled with symbols, diagrams, and cryptic text. Millie stepped closer, as I stayed close to her. “What does the book say?” she asked looking at the large leather book. Lucifer’s eyes glowed with an otherworldly purple light as he read aloud: “The Cult of Draconis Cor.” Uncle Lucifer said in a low rumbling growl.

With that, she rose abruptly and stated, "Orion's asleep. I shouldn't leave him alone for too long. I'll head back now." … Nick was left alone in the study. His smile faded slightly. His gaze dropped to the scattered documents on the table. Then, a quiet chuckle escaped him. "You've turned me down again," he murmured. Nick walked over to the desk, retrieved a small leather-bound notebook, and opened it. Most of the pages were still blank. On the first two pages, written neatly in red ink, were the numbers "one" and "two". He flipped to the third page and wrote a "three" in the same red ink. Then he closed the notebook, set it aside, and removed his glasses. Leaning back in the chair, he pinc

Nyra’s POV I sat on the bed and placed Elaine’s book in front of me. For a moment I did nothing else. I just looked at it properly. In the library it had felt old and important. Here, on my bed, in this room, it felt stranger than that. More private. More dangerous. Like it did not want to be mistaken for a random old text preserved for curiosity’s sake. It was thick and heavy, yes, but now that I was alone with it I noticed more. The cover was not ordinary leather at all. Up close, the texture was wrong in a way that raised the hair on my arms. It had a faint pattern under the dark surface, not visible at first glance but there when the light caught it sideways. Not wolf hide. Not cow leath

I came back in the library to get the book, I brought it to my room to read it again even though I'm not sure if it's still blank but I'm hoping to find out more about it and to know how to unlock every pages of it, I think there's a secret word, button or something in it. And to my surprise the first page already has it's content but it's different now from the last thing that I've read, hell! How can it possibly do that? I tried reading it and it says that i can read the whole content in the night of a blood moon which is my birthday. And there are only few creatures that can read it, a destined creature needs to have a hold of this book.

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I stood up and closed the book as I tried to explain. “I— I well, i— was just— you said I should find out!" I yelled in defense, holding up the book. Thankfully, I picked up a book called Mysteries so chances were he believed me. Nikolai pursed his lips then nodded. He walked further into the study and that was when I noticed he was in nothing but his suit jeans and his black shirt was unbuttoned. It looked like he came here in a rush. Nikolai walked up to the opposite shelf and pulled out a large black book. “Here. This contains everything about my pack. I'll get you another book on the mafia,” he said, holding the book forward. I drew my head back as I eyed the book and then him.