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Raia tried to look serious and avoid stuttering but his eyes can't look more real as he kept looking away from June. "Where did you get that book?" June asked him pertaining to the books he was holding. "H-huh? What do you mean? I borrowed this from the library," Raia replied then he held the books tighter. June slowly approached him while keeping his eyes on Raia. "That book...we saw it in Mr. Rayven's office..." June stated then stopped in front of Raia. "T-this is not... It's a different book," Raia can't stop stuttering while his eyes keep looking at random places. He didn’t notice that one of the books he was holding is already familiar to June. He didn’t even expect that June would eve

“What did she do to them?” I touch Silas’s brow, cold with sweat. “What she had to.” Hoping not to see the tears stung in their eyes but could feel the pain at their heart --- **The Veil’s Whisper** In the silence, the crack in the sky pulses not moving no momentum everything just still and stuck *Not healed. Dormant and waiting for the next action to take Hoping to heal and be calm at peace at everything not minding the direction it takes and unfolds Waiting for the perfect moment to strike and ready to deliver at everytime

“I can’t do it. I can’t tear out a page from the old book. But that’s just me.’ Leila nodded and walked off, though her fingers itched to take the book home. Something about that plate with River God attracted her attention. She hated the idea somebody would buy the book and tear it apart for cute pictures. In a way, she preferred to stumble across a missing volume by Professor Yellen, but her luck was tough as usual. So she finished with the market and drove back to Christina's. Wolfie greeted her with a lot of unconditional love, her tail wagging could’ve powered a small generator. Tom was at work, leaving Leila alone with the oversized mutt who thought it was a lapdog. Leila poured hersel

Her hands moved too rapidly for me to make out what she meant. “If you’re trying to confess, you’ll have to go slower,” I said. Clara’s eyes widened in panic. She reached through the bars of the cell and caught my arm. I allowed it because I was curious what she wanted. One of her small hands cradled my wrist. The other traced a single finger along my palm, writing a message. The sensation was eerily familiar. I remembered that fluttering touch. I was blind, still weak from the wolfsbane poison.

Sending love and well wishes to you all xx A trail of water dripped behind Bellamy as he emerged from the shower, a towel hung loosely around his waist as he ruffled another towel through his now damp curls. “Whatcha reading gorgeous?” he nodded to Thea. Placing an intricately carved silver bookmark in between the pages, she placed her book down on the bedside table. Letting out a contented sigh, she stretched her arms and legs out on the bed. “It’s called ‘Her Fae Lovers’ by one of my favourite authors, Jane Knight.” A sleepy smile danced across her face as she dragged her eyes over Bellamy’s wet, exposed torso. Little pearls of water clung to his taught, tanned skin making him glisten unde

He was still inside, probably finishing his drink, probably telling himself that I just needed a minute to calm down. I reached into my evening bag and pulled out the small, leather-bound journal I had started keeping. I flipped to the last entry and picked up the pen tucked into the spine. August 12th, I wrote, my hand surprisingly steady. Tonight, I realized that silence isn't just a lack of noise. It’s a weapon. And Gideon is an expert at wielding it.

Chapter 43 POV: Lydia Hart I used to believe silence was safety. If I didn’t ask, if I didn’t look too closely, if I let love fill in the gaps where truth should have been, then nothing could hurt me. Silence was the soft place I landed when the world felt sharp. Now I know better. Silence is how they move pieces without you noticing. Silence is how men like Julian Kerr and Ethan Cross decide your fate while smiling into cameras. Silence is how you wake up one morning and realize your life has become evidence.

I waited until you chose to leave on your own. His voice was calm. "Now, you have. "So, I came to take you away." Outside the window, the lights of Palemore grew further and further away. I did not cry. I just watched the city fade away in the rearview mirror. Quietly, in my heart, I said, ‘Goodbye, Sicelia.’ Goodbye to everyone who never loved me.

I say pacing around the room, "Okay," she starts typing the words, "He read it," she says once she sends it, "And I am blocked," she sighs throwing her phone on her bed. Oh god, help me. "This was never supposed to happen. We were supposed to work together and we were supposed to win. Not the Silent Man," I pick up the book and throw it across the room while groaning. "God, why?! Why does this have to happen?!" I yell getting exasperated with every minute that passes by without Cyrus.

"We must trust in the power of the Book and the path it sets before us." I nodded, a mixture of trepidation and determination settling within me. Taking a deep breath, I made a choice—to release the weight of the past, to embrace the unknown, and to step forward into the realm of the Book of Whispers. As I opened the ancient tome, its pages fluttered, as if welcoming our presence. The grove grew still, and the whispers of the unknown grew louder, merging with the sound of our own beating hearts. What truths would the Book reveal? What sacrifices would it demand? As we immersed ourselves in its ancient wisdom, we knew that the revelations to come would forever reshape our understanding of our