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"What is it? Ambrose asked when he saw Theodore getting tensed and nervous. "Your granddaughter is about to arrive," Theodore said before adding, "I'm going to bring her and Dotty here." "Ah. The future queen or king is about to arrive." Crystal Cornell spoke with a smile. She was the former werewolf queen and grandmother of Steve Weasley. In fact, she was the one who was going to lead both vampires and werewolves tonight. While Scarlett Wright was going to lead the witches and wizards present there. While Oliver, Owen, and Oscar were going to lead the hunters.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

More serious. More mysterious. Orion stood near a large wooden table covered with books. Lyra was already there. So was Kael. The fact that her father looked unusually tense did not improve Nova's mood. "What's going on?" she asked. Orion gestured toward the table. "I found something." Nova approached. Several books lay open before him. Most contained illustrations of symbols and family crests. One page immediately caught her attention. A symbol identical to the mark on her wrist. Her stomach tightened.

Draco replied, stepping to the bookshelves and starting to pick up some books. They spent hours later reading and days later. Draco and Astrid came every day to read. Almost all of the books did not mention the First Sorcerer's name to get The Heart of Magic. This incident happened hundreds of years ago. That sorcerer was referred to as The Great Sorcerer. Astrid leaned against the bookshelf in despair. Under her feet laid the messy books she was reading. Draco sat on the floor not far from her. "It looks like our search was in vain," complained Astrid.

Present time, Belmont High School Library. Kent and Elise looked at each other. They realized this was the final warning of the visions that Elise saw. The book was the evidence and the key, the same case that happened when she had the book “The Pharaoh’s of Ancient Egypt” before they were sucked into 3100 B.C., in Ancient Egypt. Kent’s color went back to normal when he realized that Elise was looking at him deep into his eyes. He fluttered his eyes and gazed at the book instead.

Climbing the stairs, we all entered the private wing of Xee and turned to an empty guest house right next to mine and Addy's room. Xee had already gone to fetch the Book of Spells and Ragnor while we settled Dorian on the bed and waited for them to arrive with the book. After a few more minutes, they were finally here. The first thing that caught my attention was the thick book clutched in Xee's hands. It had a pitch-black leather outer covering with a logo of Warlock Council etched on the front. Moving to the table, Xee carefully placed the book over it. Ragnor breathed heavily as he grazed his fingers over the cover. Memories of his father must have flooded his mind at the sight of his mos

Trisha doubted that will happened but if it did, she was gone. The thoughts that it could be her last night if she closed her eyes for as much as a millisecond her discomfort. She sighed as the door to her dormitory opened, without doubt, she knew it was Nora. She wrapped her sweaty palm around her wand tighter which was tucked in her blanket. She had no plans on using it, but if Nora tried anything funny, she wasn't going to hesitate to blast her till her charred, lifeless body was flung the other side of the room like a piece of meat.

“What the hell is it doing?” The book opened, and flipped through a blank page. Nora watched as ink spilled into the grimoire. The spells were all put back in. Then, Nora noticed that the spell the book had turned to was exactly what they needed. “Hey,” said Nora, “look at the spell that’s there.” Winter stepped forward and peered closer at it. “Holy shit. That’s exactly what we need.” “The trouble is that we’re going to have to get close to him. I don’t think he’s going to let us do that.”

Apparently, it didn’t approve of my actions. Azrael had offered me a hand, but I declined. I didn’t want this falling back on him or Draco. Just because I planned on staying didn’t mean I was okay with causing a rift between the three of them. No, they’d stay out of this, and I’d happily suffer the consequences. “Why do you have to be so short and bossy?” Orion griped, his voice husky and heavily slurred. Gritting my teeth, I shifted his weight to my hip and wrenched his bedroom door open. The scent of leatherbound books and smoke covered every surface from the dark lacquered furniture to the four postered bed with its obsidian silk blankets.

Hello readers! First of all, I want to express my gratitude to each and every one of you for your continued support and for embarking on this journey with me. Writing "The Rise of the Omega Supreme - book 1" has been an incredible experience, and I'm thrilled to bring you the second installment of this series.