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He then headed to bed for the night hoping Iris will find something helpful. Several hours go by, Iris is still deciphering the books. She’s on the last one. They all had said the same thing. The same terrible price . The same danger it posed. “Please just let me find something else” she says as Quinn walks in. He grabs a glass of water out of the fridge. “Anything?” He asks, walking over to her, handing her the water. She shakes her head no. “I’m on the last few pages and they all say the same thing” she sighs, losing hope.

***Author's Note: This book will not make sense if you do not read the two before this first. So, please read: Book one: P.S. You're My Mate Book two: She's My Mate Before reading this book. Thank you and enjoy!! _________________________________________________ QUADE Poetry. Tattoos. Piercings. Sex.

Kelvin dragged his feet as he walked lazily towards his friends who had their chins burried into the large pile of books they were holding. That was when it crossed to his mind that he were to join them but he never did because of Hashmuk. “Am sorry, I didn’t mean not to join you guys yesterday. I was..” He apologized but he was cut short. “If you want to join us, then join. But unfortunately we are already done.” Harriet stood from the chair she was sitting on, grabbed her books and pulled the othes along with her. Kelvin was left all alone rooted at his place.

Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other. “So, you also read that book-” “Yeah, I got into it after a friend of mine recommended it to me.” “Isn’t it a great book.” “Yeah, I got hooked on it after reading the first chapter.” “bla-bla-bla” Both continued to talked to each other and enjoyed their conversation. “I was feeling an awkward atmosphere growing between our table so I was gonna try to start a conversation but when you brought out your book, I was just surprised to see a person reading it.” The girl said.

When she heard I was quitting, all she said was a hurried, "Stay safe. I'm busy right now, so let's talk another time." She hung up before I could even respond. Then again, this was nothing new.

Finished reading the emergence of Charlatan, a mania of black mages and their fiasco, Levy shut the book down, if she was being honest even after reading a total of seventeen pages, the only thing that she found out was that the magic of Charlatan was the darkest of all and no one should try it, why mention it if they weren’t going to tell her what it really was? She was already annoyed by the lack of information and the number of roadblocks she was facing was only making her even more annoyed, she turned to look at Logan and Derek who were eyeing her closely and gave the two of them her most fake smile. “ This was an enjoyable experience but I think I would like some peace.” After that she

“It’s pointing to books.” Without wasting another second, they split up. Vivienne hurried to Shelf Seven. Victor to Fourteen. Lucien to Twenty-Two. Elara crossed to Shelf Thirty-One. The Chancellor remained silent. Listening. Waiting. Almost… Encouraging them. Lucien pulled a thick economics textbook from Shelf Twenty-Two. Nothing. Then he noticed it. The book felt unusually light. He opened it. Every page had been hollowed out. Inside rested a tiny brass key. “I found something.”

Julian Thorne received Lucas's definitive, encrypted rejection—the ultimate strategic checkmate backed by the lingering threat of the China Trade files—and the silence that followed was profound. For the first time, Julian had lost control not just of a situation, but of a person he viewed as his legacy. He had been rejected by his own son, who possessed his brilliance but lacked his fatal flaw: the need for absolute control. Julian understood the message clearly: the Quiet Game was permanent, and any future attempts at coercion or influence would result in catastrophic public exposure.

“I doubt he’ll do that. I think he’ll worship her relentlessly. He might even end the war for her. This is leverage for the war.” I exhaled. “And a curse for our love life.” I turned to Micha and said: “Why don’t we go to the living book and stop speculating?” Micha said: “Fine then, let’s go.” We entered my room. I retrieved the book from the drawer and set it on the table. Dread coiled in me over what it would reveal. I prayed Micha’s theory was wrong. I pressed the book with a trembling finger. Instantly, golden light blazed from the book, and golden letters burned into view. The book said:

"Good." Then Silas shouted from farther up the shore. "Luna!" She turned. He was standing beside the ancient book. It had opened itself on the ice. Pages were turning rapidly, one after another: Memory. Severance. Fire. Cold. Life. Death. Every paired symbol appeared, then vanished. Finally, the book reached its last page. Blank. Luna approached. Writing appeared, only one sentence. She read it aloud. "Nothing remains inherited forever." Darius came beside her. "That sounds suspiciously like an ending."