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“Alright, you caught me. The project is real, but I have been wanting to talk to you properly for a while. You just seem… different. In a good way. Most people on campus are all surface level. You actually think about the stuff we read.” Sera turned toward me, tucking one leg under her so her knee pressed lightly against my thigh. “I noticed you too, you know. The quiet guy in the back who always has something thoughtful to say but never pushes to be heard. What is your favorite book right now? The one you would take to a desert island.” “Probably ‘The Song of Achilles’,” I answered. “The way it handles love and longing. It feels so raw. What about you?” She leaned in a little closer. “I lov

She uttered, and everyone had a pain on their faces while I want to pass everyone and hug her tightly assuring that she is safe. “Then I thought if a Princess can get her spirit wavered with the words itself, I cannot think how a woman feel when she is subjected to them. Today with the acceptance of the whole Council an order is being passed that not a single woman is to be taken in as Slave in any circumstances just for the reason of not having someone to care for her. She should be taken to the Council or any Queen and given the safety.” She uttered before stepping back letting King Vali step forward.

“Tonight, a year from now. Ten years from now. Maybe longer. It makes no difference. Sartis Est, like all these fools that pile into Warlanda thinking themselves friends of King Edward’s, will all eventually see war.” Dressed in a grey ball gown with a skirt that flared out, the woman was hardly to be believed. That little display as she took down six armed men all on her own was not to be sneezed at though. Even if he did believe her, so much the better for him. He’d only have to bide his time and watch things happen.

“That’s not how this works.” “Then tell me how it does.” Silence stretched. Then the woman exhaled once. Controlled. Deliberate. “Aurora didn’t begin with Silas.” Evelyn’s stomach tightened. She had heard something like this before. From Helix. But this— this felt clearer. Colder. More complete. “It didn’t begin as a pediatric trial,” the woman continued. “It began as a foundation protocol.” Victor’s voice came low. “Primary subject.”

"Books. What do teenage girls read?" She stared at me. Then smiled slightly. "Romance, mostly. Fantasy. Some contemporary." "Which one?" "Which... which genre?" "Which book?" She looked at the shelf. Pulled one out. "This one's popular. My daughter loved it." I took it. Looked at the cover. A girl. A sunset. A title I couldn't pronounce. "And this one." She handed me another. "This is her favorite series." I took that one too.

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Human food is incredible! "This is amazing!" "I know right? Look at you. Oh my gosh. You are wiggling in your seat. I love it! Do you come here often?" "It is honestly my first time coming here. I'm a little new to the area." "You found a bomb place! I've been coming here longer than I have worked here. Ooh! H.P Lovecraft? Seriously! He's one of my favorites!" She squeals and picks up the book. "I've just started reading, and already I love it."

The Little Mermaid popped out at me, as did The Emperor's New Clothes, but I thought maybe a story that people are foolish in public wouldn’t be the best choice. Then I looked around some more and picked up Floca’s Moonshot: The Flight of Apollo 11, Lewis’s The Wolf, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, and Dahl’s Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, and a few others. I paused at the Harry Potter series, but while the girls were old enough, being werewolves, for the story, I knew the sizes of the books would put them off. Next year, I thought. They’d have handled textbooks by then and wouldn’t be so rapidly opposed to books an inch thick or more.

I gaped at him. “You read her books!” “Read! I love them so much!” “Really?” Liam smiled like he had struck gold. “What’s your favourite?” “All! But I enjoyed the Pink Hearts and Sunshine series more. Daren and Phoebe’s love story is my favourite, but Cain and Debra are my favourite characters. And also The Malcolm Ladies series. I’ve read just the first book and fell in love.” I ranted, and the way he stared at me, listening to my words with rapt attention, warmed my heart. It’s been too long since I’ve had a book buddy, and Liam was reminding me how nice it was to discuss a book with others who loved it also.

She had wondered privately if the stink of the city alone could coerce her to follow her husband’s command to stay indoors, though she considered it highly unlikely. As she had paused to examine the books lining the shelves, the faint beginnings of her good humour had fled. The titles on the spines leered down at her, the jagged lettering contriving rotten faces of their own. Woman and Sin, they read. The Keeping of a Good Wife. Accomplishments Acceptable in the Female Gender.