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“Yes sir!” the men replied. Once more, Zephyr laid his eyes on the books, his gaze rested on one of them. The book was covered in a layer of dust and was made of bamboo. It looked unique. “Thunderfoot?” Zephyr muttered as he opened the book, reading its contents. A wave of excitement washed over him. He excitedly flipped through the pages, carefully memorizing the technique’s intricate steps.

Her chest felt heavy, she felt like she couldn't breath, like she couldn't even move as she stood there with tears pooling in her eyes, looking at Leo standing by her open locker with a piece of paper in her hands. "What are you-" the words left her mouth in a whisper, in a breath. She shook her head frantically, in absolute disbelief of the sight in front of her. There was Leo, standing there frozen with his mouth left agape as he gripped onto the letter in his hands. The letter that he wasn't supposed to see. The letter he wasn't suppose to know about. The letter he had no right to read. And just standing there, Annie's heart broke along with any trust she ever held.

It was bound with beautiful teal leather that caught my eye. I took it from his stretched hand. He took his seat once again and I looked at it. The book had a faint musty scent and surprisingly, it felt light as a feather in my hands. I fingered the gold letterings delicately, a part of me scared that I might disarrange them. It read Lost Memories. I couldn't take my eyes away from it. It felt like it called to me. I turned the cover over and it revealed an almost blank page. I almost did not notice the small writing at the very edge of the page.

I look over to where Primus had been sitting not so long ago. What's this? Primus left something behind. A book? Was this the gift he meant to give me? It is a small thing, dainty. I cannot imagine someone as large as Primus ever reading this because how could he ever hold onto it without breaking it? It looks so precious, and fragile. Even as a child, I can't imagine he would have been small or careful enough to read it. Gently, as if lifting a rose from a vase, I pick up the blush pink volume, marveling at the delightful texture of its silk binding, the title embroidered in gold. While I might not know many words yet, I know enough that I can read the title of this book.

, some kind of popular brand, but this was the first time I perceived it. After taking a shower, I wear my PJs, I was sited on my bed reading a book. Braille is a system of raised dots that can be read with the fingers by people who are blind. The doors open, I can tell right away it was Jesse who walked in, I have his scent and steps mastered. He gets on the bed, I drop my book and lay on the bed "Is she gone now?". "Honey, look, she's just a maid, why are you so worried about it?".

Blaze scratched his neck nervously. "But did she said that she had her period?" "No, she didn't, I just guessed that she had it." "Fuck, you're a dead man." He said seriously, the alpha frowned and bites the inside of his mouth. "Why am I dead? I mean I can't be dead." Blaze rolled his eyes. "Dude you're so dead, girls get sensitive and uptight about this." He chuckled. "No really?!" "Yeah what did you brought her?" Zach said looking around the table and Blaze pointed out the box on the ground, he picked it up and read the box closely.

The librarian, a wise old man with spectacles perched on his nose, had greeted them warmly and invited them to explore the dusty shelves filled with ancient tomes. As Scarlett's fingers grazed the spines of the books, a particular leather-bound volume caught her eye. Its title, "The Prophecy of the Shifting Stars," called to her with an inexplicable pull. She plucked it from the shelf and dusted off its cover, revealing faded golden letters etched into the leather. Curiosity burned within Scarlett. She opened the book and began to read aloud, her voice barely above a whisper. The words flowed like poetry from her lips, resonating deeply within her soul.

"I've done nothing wrong. I agree to call off the engagement." Mark froze, completely taken aback. Then, a robotic voice echoed in my head, ‘The Thought Sharing feature has now been activated. Please choose who you want to share it with.’ Thought Sharing? The person I picked could hear Alice's thoughts, too? I looked at Mark, still in shock, and calmly touched my face. ‘I choose Mark.’ Right then, Alice's inner voice rang out again, just in time. 'Can you believe it? With just a little trick, Helen has given up on Mark all by herself?'

I took a sip before taking the Paradiso book from the table. I opened the cover and held each page with gentleness as if it was a baby that needs to be handled with the greatest care. I smiled unconsciously while I read each word, and took in each letter. In my peripheral, I saw Brye grab the other book and open it, reading it with half-lidded eyes. “I never really thought about reading while drinking” he laughs on his own, making me chuckle at him. I took the glass before taking another sip on it. “It’s not really bad,” I tell him with a smile while I continued on reading.

I pleaded with hopefully eyes. Alax paused and looked at me before smiling. His smile was contagious because I was smiling right back. "Fine. What are you having trouble with?" Blake asked as he grabbed my book. His soft expression was replaced with a furrow of his eyebrows. It told me he felt the same way. "What is this?" He asked more confused as he flipped through the book with a weird Expression on this face. I couldn't help but snatch it back and sigh. "Obviously a book on laws that makes no sense at all." I said as I flipped through more of the pages from the section we are suppose to be looking at.