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Luckily for me, there was an online reading platform where I could read novels of my choice. I picked up a werewolf novel written by one of my favorite authors, *The Beta and I*, and after reading one chapter, I was hooked. DUKE I don't know whether or not Precious perceived the scent of another woman on my body. After I got back and entered the room I shared with my brothers, her face was calm, and she didn't say anything.

I missed my mate, my freedom, my friends, Kailin, and everyone at the vineyards. I watched a series about a group of delinquent kids born in space and dropped to Earth to see if the air was already breathable. I finished Episode twelve, and when a particular character pissed me off, I turned it off and went to read something in the study. There were some fiction books, but primarily old books from Jane Austen, Charlotte Bronte, and Herman Melville. There were self-help and meditation books and a book about mystical creatures. I walked out of the study. If she allowed me to read a book about witchcraft, it might interest me, but that would be as dangerous as walking into the darkness without

No one has found the bodies yet, though, so theres still a lingering hope out there that they're alive. I sigh as I crawl under the thick quilt, flicking on the lamo beside me as I pull out my latest find at Barnes and Nobels: The Winter Garden by the famous Kristin Hannah. This woman's books are truly amazing. Then, after an hour long reading session, I find my eyes beginning to shut against my will, so I set down the book on the bedside table and shut off the lamp. ~ The next morning...

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The first novel I read was by Louisa May Alcott; Little Woman, and then moved on to other feminist novels such as Handmaid's Tale and Pride and Prejudice—the book I'm holding right now. Well, I shouldn't be going around the library looking for a novel I like because what I'm supposed to be doing is taking care of a crazy bastard named Rhysand del Millero, who's on the phone. But I don't want to do that. I'd rather buy time with the books in front of me until the helicopter he's waiting for comes over to the bullshit he started. Damn, I hate this situation. I hate being stuck with a domineering, powerful man who loves to be heard more than to hear, and hates that I can't do anything.

It was like my past was a locked room, and I didn't have the key. Giving up on simply remembering, I scanned the bookshelves. Maybe, just maybe, I could find some answers there. I picked out a few books on psychology, titles that looked promising. I settled back into the armchair and began to read, immersing myself in the world of complexes, traumas, and the intricate workings of the human mind. I read about common psychological complexes, the impact of childhood experiences, and the long-lasting effects of trauma. I devoured the words, searching for clues, for anything that resonated with my own experiences, anything that could shed light on the jumble of emotions and anxieties swirling wit

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Probably didn't have anyone to read with. “Deal,” I took her hand. “But we can read any book right?” Her eyes narrowed at me, “Novels, Raven. No foul play allowed.” I laughed at the words. “Fine.” She pulled out a heap of novels from the romance section and I picked out my pile of psychological thrillers. I wasn't about to bore myself all night with cliches. At this time, it was already raining heavily. “Maybe we should grab some snacks and blankets. It'll keep us warm and comfy throughout the night,” I suggested.

she said. I looked down at the veritable mountain of books. The titles ranged from “Disorders of the Mind: Wolf Psychosis and Beyond” to “Hidden Illnesses and Ways to Find Them”. I had already read several of them, but rereading them wouldn’t hurt. “Thanks.” I shoved the last bite of my second sandwich into my mouth, washed it down with the rest of my coffee, then hopped down from the filing cabinet and gathered everything up. “I’ll get started right away.”

The sound doesn’t exactly drown out the pecking voice, but I can kind of focus on the narrator, and it really helps the day go by better. I like mysteries and psychological thrillers, but only if they’re written and narrated by women. If a woman’s reading it, I can listen to the most grotesque crime scene descriptions and think nothing of it, but if it’s read by a man, I can’t handle it. I can’t explain it, but I don’t have to, either, if I don’t bring it up, and I’m not one to ever start conversations.