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Nicoli writes a bit erratically now. “And then they will make you read books on how to walk on air. “ I only shrug my shoulders as I write this back. “No, no, they won’t… Will they? “Nicoli may be starting to doubt his grand plans of escape. At the suggestion, I go out of my way to find the very said book I was thinking of. I found it in the library, which is very random, considering that most books are history or geography. But I did find it. It’s a book about using the trapeze.

we same in unison pointing to each other. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------- “There is no such thing as a good story. There is only something like a good book. A good book is where a reader finds complete solace and comfort; a way to escape harsh realities relating to his life” - R.A Higheels If you liked this chapter, please consider leaving a review!

Don't just skip this book again; add to library. Enjoy! Your loving author; Natasha Gwen

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A new book dangling from her hand. Precisely what she was doing. “If you can’t escape on your terms, you’ll find a way around me and my magic? That your newest plan?” “I’m not one to play docile captive.” *** Go ahead and look. Keep busy searching. It’ll take more than a book to outmaneuver me, Little Harpie. You’re not going anywhere. “If you think somewhere in these aisles, I keep my secrets…” He inspected perfectly squared nails thoughtfully. “You’d be right…”

A row of old cafés, a bookstore with dusty windows, a small flower shop tucked between them. Noah blinked at the street, awe flickering in his eyes. “Where are we?” “A place with no expectations,” I said simply. The bookstore bell chimed as we stepped in, the air thick with the scent of paper and ink. Noah drifted between shelves like he belonged here, fingertips brushing spines reverently. He moved slower than most people, as if every book was a treasure to be uncovered. I leaned against a shelf, arms folded, and just watched. This was Noah outside of fear, outside of obligation.

Travis; his Religious Studies lecturer, that had sent the letter to him but one thing was certain; He was going to face the devil in two weeks. I JUST WANT TO MAKE IT CLEAR HERE THAT THE ‘MACROCOSMIC ORDER’ IS A WORK OF FICTION; JUST LIKE OTHER PARTS OF THIS BOOK. IF OUT OF CURIOSITY YOU GO TO GOOGLE TO SEARCH FOR IT, YOU'LL DEFINITELY FIND SOMETHING DIFFERENT. With Love, Stephen. ❤️

When she can't stop them from fighting, Mother Tree decided to create the most powerful Alpha that will control the four clans. Mother Tree send the message to the four clan, she uses her power to invite the four leader of Alpha's. The leader of the Red Eyes were named Imre. Imre read the message from Mother Tree through the use of the projector that he needed to go to the Sanctuary of Life. He was at the meeting that time but he've got to glance at the projector and saw the message. He was the only one that can read those message and upon reading the message he immediately stands up and leave.

Hell yes, we are. This book is your permission slip to stop overthinking. Forget logic. Forget consequences. Forget whether the logistics of that position actually make sense on a moving motorcycle. (Spoiler: they don’t. But we’re doing it anyway.) Let go. These novellas are built for pleasure. Yours. Whether you’re here for the slow burn or the instant heat, the enemies-to-lovers bickering or the sweet surrender, there’s something inside these pages to curl your toes and leave your pulse a little faster than it was before.

I whisper. This time, the tears don’t feel like weakness. They feel like healing. Like something finally beginning. ************************ Unspoken Desires - Book 3…. Coming Soon