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Now, all I wanted was to crush the bastard who’d orchestrated it all. I remembered Dune, remembered when I’d gotten scouted that blissful evening and he had looked at me like I just killed his mother. The door opened without a knock and Leo walked in, holding a laptop under his arm. He shut the door behind him, eyes finding me immediately. “Should we start tomorrow?” he asked. “Nope. Not when Dune is out there and still breathing,” I snapped, running a hand through my hair. Leo crossed to my desk, placing the laptop down. “Good. Then you’ll want to see this.”

Her hands trembled as she pulled a book toward her, though her eyes barely traced the words. She wasn't here to read only. She was here to breathe. To find a moment where no one, not Baron, not Lucian, not even Riven-could look too closely at her. But the walls seemed to breathe with her, the shelves groaning, the shadows deepening, until it felt less like a sanctuary and more like a silent witness to her fear. She then stood up and moved between rows until she found the volume she'd been chasing: The Draven Lineage - Blood, Rule, and Power.

More, and more. End of Book 1

With quickened footsteps, she dashed to the shelf and found only two books still laying. Eyes closed and the outside world shut completely. "Focus and you shall get what you want!" She silently said to herself with hands that were raised halfway to the books. As soon as she opened her eyes, the bold, gold letters glowed on the backside of the two books. They began to mechanically shake and eventually fell from the shelf to her hands. "The Waters Beneath Will Deliver—The Winds Shall Redeem Me From NERIDA." "Why are there two books?" Amethyst halted to browse the black covered book. She only got a glimpse of the inside of the book which was empty. Turning to the gold-covered book, she glimpsed

“Does it have a title?” “No,” Luka said. “But it has a ribbon bookmark.” Selene and Theoden entered just as Luka flipped to the marked page. Darius grinned. “If it starts with fire-haired one again, I’m walking out.” Luka read aloud: “The sky will bleed red when the seal begins to strain.” Everyone went quiet. Selene moved toward him. “What did you say?” Luka repeated the line, slower this time. Cassiel stepped into the room just as Luka finished. He stilled when he saw the book in Luka’s hands.

“It’s like a toddler who has to go through stages of growth. The child must first learn to climb, walk, and then run. Even if one of the five books is available in the Dragon Palace, it is definitely not the third book.” Tyr was shocked. He wasn't sure what Maxime was getting at. Why couldn’t the book in the Dragon Palace be the third book? Is it possible that these five books must be acquired in a specific order? Maxime didn’t go into any more detail. “Tyr, I’m going to tell you the same thing. Be patient,” he reiterated.

I thought of preparing to produce in large quantities of ancient godly pellet for Justine so I passed the forest at airport hills and picked some of the ingredients and went home. I thought of going through the remaining two books to access what the book contains. Having eaten some fruits to my satisfaction I sat down behind the three books. I didn’t waste much time on the elixir production book. I took the third book to look at the caption. Behold it was chanting for astral power to rule the world, all the episodes. I quickly began to flip through the book to check if the book really contains all the episodes. It was from volume one up to volume twenty. I couldn’t hide my excitement. But I

His fingers slid in — two, knuckle-deep without warning. Her body arched, mouth falling open. “You’ll read, or you’ll count,” he murmured. “Either way, your voice will fill this room.” Lena’s fingers gripped the book’s edges, knuckles whitening. She tried to read. “T-the… the protagonist’s—oh fuck—” Draven’s fingers curled, found that spot, and pressed. Unforgiving. Unrelenting. “Start over,” he ordered.

She didn’t even notice when she got so cold. “I see you prefer to shop in large quantities,” Yuna looked at the stack of books with a malicious glance. “We don’t have Simmons in the store, but we have a couple of books in stock: “Prayers to the Broken Stone” and “The Fall of Hyperion.” — “Hyperion” is not particularly interesting to me, but I would buy a collection of his stories. - Okay, I’ll call tomorrow and order delivery - it’s too late today. They probably dumped everything. And I'm closing in about twenty minutes. If you don't have plans, then let's go home together.

Damon shrugged, pushing his head forward to a book that was placed on the man's table, and the title that was written by the side was vivid, at least, enough for him to see. “That book,” he announced, raising an eyebrow. “Walking free by Dr. Munjed Muderis, in the year 2014.” “You've read it already?” The man kept revealing the shock on his face, after every word that left his mouth. “Yes,” Damon replied almost immediately, placing one hand in his pocket. “About three times to be precise, so yeah, that should be an easy guess.” “Then why did you use two options?” the man questioned, squinting.