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He hated her and for sure didn’t want her help. Once again, she walked to the same study room and thought of waiting for him while scanning the books. From fictional romance to nonfiction world’s reality, there are hundreds of books to engage the readers. Her finger senses the spine of books like she could feel the words inside it, reading them softly, when Samson entered the room quietly.

The healer’s wing was quieter than usual. Morning light pressed softly through the windows, warming the sheets around her. Samantha sat with the leather-bound journal Adrian gave her the day before, its weight steady in her hands. She opened to the first full story she hadn’t yet read. The ink was old but clear, tales of wolves who crossed borders, defeated ancient threats, forged unlikely alliances. Yet every so often, a phrase tugged at her, familiar in a way she couldn’t explain.

Past Camille Samuel led me into his room, which was filled with thick and muddy books. The room was neat, clean, and well-kept. “How’s my room?” He asked me with a grin. “This feels like home.” I smiled as I reached for the book on his bookshelf. “What sort of book is this?” I flipped through the pages. “It looks boring.” “This is a science fiction novel by H. G. Wells.” “Hmm...” I sighed and put the book back on the shelf. “I hate science.”

He takes it and scans the lines quickly. “Where did you get this?” I ask. “My parents collected books from all over the world. I have no idea where this one came from.” His face stays mostly blank as he reads. He clearly doesn’t care much for old books. “These are just boring words.” “This is history about Zephyra’s kind. They’re called Crimson Born in this book, and if you look here, they have a queen usually sent down by the goddess.” “This is just fiction.” “Who writes fiction this way?” I groan. “Look at how it’s written

I chuckled to him before asking the girls. "Josie it's nice to finally be able to talk to you as well. I've been watching you for months and you are quite an extraordinary woman. Even through the grief and being completely shit faced you still have the focus to just get shit done. That book on demons and other hell realm creatures is excellent. I mean seriously advanced stuff. The wisdom you put into it, the knowledge you've shared with others through it, I am utterly impressed with it and can't wait until it's released." Sammie spoke as I plated dinner for the three of us.

Samuel's study was big, but there weren't many things there. Comment by Deborah Lim: i skipped the 书房。part since after that got mention again There was a desk, some chairs, and his bookshelves. Everything could be seen at a glance. Comment by Deborah Lim: i'm assuming there are more than one chair there lah There were many military-related books on the bookshelves. The books amounted nearly to a thousand in number. As soon as Samuel had sat down, a servant came to serve them some tea.

“What else is in there?” Samantha smiled and looked back in it. “Hey Chris, wasn’t this yours?” She held up a book, it looked like a collection of horror stories. She opened it and looked at the first page. “Yep. Property of Jerk #1.” “Oh, yeah. I was a jerk... sorry about that.” Samantha shrugged. “Don’t be sorry, unless I owe you a butt whoopin!” She glared at him but I could feel the slight amusement in our bond. “Do I?” She glanced at Jake next who flinched and hid behind Violet now.

STRINGS SERIES BOOK 1 STRINGS OF HEART Synopsis: Sian was born an autistic child. In her world, she would only see what she wanted. Although she was an autistic patient, she was born in an affectionate family. Her parents did not abandon her because of her congenital defect. Instead, they spent innumerable time and energy to patiently guide her, and strove to allow her to live life like a normal person. Sian was 5 years old, she was found to have an excellent talent in playing the Violin and had a rare interest in it.

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

My head was racing. Saito family. Wolf bane. Gem of Life. Two mates My life is officially insane. I reached my room and shut the door behind me. For a second I just stood there, staring at my bookshelf. The book. The one I hid. The one Sammy gave me months ago and it’s has helped me so far to discover my true potential. I walked over, pulled it out from behind the false panel I made, and held it in my hands. The Gem of Life.