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Turning my attention back to the mysterious little girl, I asked softly; “What is your name little one” “…Ruina…” she replied “Well that’s an unusual name though it’s beautiful. What does it mean?” “It means ruin” she answered in such an eerie voice that I stumbled on my knees. I opened my mouth to bombard her with questions when she cut me off.

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

In fact, no matter how he felt about Lena, there was no other choice for him but to be with a person Heaven chose for him? That was something he couldn’t accept. Perhaps the only good side to things was that he could meet his soulmate early on, crossing paths with her during a walk through the Night-Blooming Garden. Her gray eyes opened widely when she spotted him and in a few but graceful steps she stood in front of him, cutting his path. “Nice to meet you, I’m Nyx. What’s your name?” “I’m Adon.”

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The study window is dark. The blue notebook is inside. On the desk. Between the law books and the biographies. "Okay," I say. "Okay?" "Yes. I will read it." "Now?" "Now." --- We go inside. Damon walks to the study. He opens the drawer. He takes out the notebook. Blue. Leather. The pages are worn. The spine is cracked. He has read it and reread it and read it again. He hands it to me. His hands are shaking.

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Danny said and shrugged her shoulder. "Dude, leave it. We can look for it in the bookstore. Do you remember the book's name?" Danny asked. "Yes, the book's name is Lilith," Isabella answered. "We can check the record from the librarian who took the book," she added in the next second. "Yes, genius. Let's go," Bethany said and grabbed a normal book, then headed to the librarian, who was reading something with his glass on. He was strict and grumpy due to old age but also loved by everyone.

It was the exact shade of peach as Nabanita's book cover had been, though a little worse for wear. Aspen pulled down a notebook and turned to face them. "I'll need those titles for my TBR, please?" What did he say? Had Lumen noticed? How were they proceeding? If Aspen had read her mother's book, if she still had it, that was good, right? He licked his lips. The sooner they figured all of this out, the quicker he could get Lumen out of here. "Hey, I recognize that one." He put his elbows on the desk and pointed at Nabanita's book. "Isn't that one about a woman who grew up a Creedite?"

After hours in my office, I reach for my phone on the coffee table. Luckily, I have no new notifications. I had plenty the moment I landed, but I'm relieved I don't have to deal with more today. Explaining things to my family was one thing, but handling interview requests and guest appearances when my next book hasn't even been published yet was pushing it. Luckily, Beth handles that department for me, and I'm grateful. To distract myself, I turn on the N*****x app on my Smart TV. If I had the energy, I'd search for a title, but I settle for the first recommendation: "The Notebook." The irony is not lost on me.