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she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

I asked him, noticing for the first time that he was actually kind of cute. "Drop the chip," he said calmly. "What chip?" I played dumb. "The chip you took from my cart." "Oh, that chip. Well, you see, it was the item that fell in your cart, so I took it back. I'd love to take my leave now." I smiled, trying to tug my wrist free. "You and I both know that's my chip. I bought ten, and there are only nine left. So that one's mine." I raised an eyebrow. "Wow, you're great at math. You must be killing it in school."

I was so over this crap, I just wanted Charlie back in my arms, it was horrible with her being so far away “You are supposed to be my brother, do you not want to help me?” “It’s not that I don’t want to help, I just think we might be falling into a trap” Kayla comes quickly into the office carrying a large book, she looks flustered as she slams the open book down on the table sending bits of dust everywhere and making me cough. Kayla apologises and asks if we have heard about the one to rule them all. I look at Alexander and he looks just as puzzled as me “What do you mean the one to rule them all?”

I wasn’t in the mood to cook a large breakfast and I don’t think Hap or Kenton were either because they toasted a few bagels and served them with cream cheese and coffee, which was fine with me. I’d finished half of my bagel before Hap finally spoke. “I know that we keep hitting you with explanations, but it’s just because we’re trying not to shock or overload you. When you’re not raised with this type of information and are living in a world that touts it as myth and are fearful of it when they discover that the myths are myths after all, it can be difficult to accept. “Until it’s right in your face,” I muttered. Hap nodded. “What I’d like to do is to make you aware and comfortable befor

~ A M E L I A ~ It couldn’t be. What were the chances? The book I was looking at in the library a while back, which was all destroyed and unreadable, was also Everett’s favourite book and is a book that is widely hated. Things weren’t adding up. Shaking my head, ‘I don’t understand. If it’s a book of fiction, why do people hate it so much? Why can’t you have a fictional story of a female Alpha leader?’

Third-person POV "Mr. Martin, what are we supposed to do? The reporters have surrounded the building. They're just waiting for you to go downstairs!" Lucius sat on the sofa, his expression so dark it looked ready to kill. "Have you found out who leaked it?" The secretary hesitated. "It's probably… Mrs. Martin. After all…" After all, the only person who knew about all one hundred of his affairs was Adele. Deep down, Lucius already had his suspicions. But hearing it confirmed still made his anger explode. He smashed the glass in his hand.

Welcome to chapter one of 'how to take revenge on the elf king 101', written by Sean Cooper, Sean thought to himself, finding it hard to control the smirk that threatened to come out on his face.

I said wondering where this whole conversation was heading, "I want you to protect her," he said turning his phone screen to me, 'her'? my eyes slowly fell on the screen, a girl with her blonde hair packed in a ponytail sat with a pile of books by her side, she is obviously a nerd even her big round glasses say a lot, she looked fixated on whatever information she was getting from the book that even if an attack was to happen in the room right beside her she may not even know, but something about her made me feel there was more than what meets the eyes, "A girl really?" I asked in a bored tone,

“And I still prefer that but trust me, I read the book. It was literally the first book I’d read in my whole life.” “You are exaggerating but fine. What was the name of the book then?” “Let’s see if i remember,” Seb racked his brain. “It had a tacky title but it still managed to catch my eye.” “Tacky title?” Alex laughed. “Isn’t a bit too much to come from someone who literally knows nothing about books.” “I don’t know. It just seemed that way to me,” he shrugged. “Right, I finally remember. It was titled ‘In One Month’.”

But when I see the title of the first book on top, I gasp and rush towards it. Absent-mindedly, I sit on the chair and bring it closer to the desk. My hands shake. Why do they shake? I pick the book which makes a bubble of emotions burst in me. "Gone with the wind." by Margaret Mitchell stares right back at me in its red hardcover beauty. My fingers trail each letter of the title as I stare in amazement. I open the book and a note falls from it to the table.