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After flipping over some books I realized that all the books there are erotic, and some of them can even be traced back to the Roman empire's age but I have doubts that they weren't written then, but are books written burrowing the ways of then and that the author is so good that it made the book almost look truth and real, because it's never possible for books written then to survive till this day, it's practically impossible and I will never believe it. After checking and checking, I finally settled on one, when you have no other option but to still choose one. But those that mean the brothers have nothing else to do than 'erotic?' well, I cleared my throat. I mean only 'Sex?' What happene

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It not like it’s normal see someone on fire was normal but he said nothing. I will think about that later not now. I do not go to my dorm. I go straight to the library. The forbidden section smells old and heavy, like dust and secrets layered on top of each other. I search shelf after shelf, pulling out books on elemental magic, ancient bloodlines, cursed abilities, fire wielders, forbidden hybrids. Nothing matches. Nothing talks about blue fire. Frustration claws at my chest until my fingers brush against a thick, worn book shoved far back on a lower shelf.

Those are the species that I am most interested in right now. Excitement courses through me as I make my way to the fictional section. This section is way smaller, only filling up a small fraction of the entire bookshelf. It seems our boy Ethan has a clear theme he is most interested in. Most of the books are about dragons, and the remainder have titles relating to war. Although I am not necessarily a pacifist, I am not particularly interested in reading books that contain wars. So, I pull out a book named “Princess Aria”.

“Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?” Sophie nodded eagerly, already breathing faster. “Yes. God, yes I do.” Lucian looked at me. His eyes were still furious, he must think i’m stupid. Unfortunately, this was the only way out. Trapping another soul would protect me from being caught. I picked up the most forbidden book. “Shadows of Three” : a story about one powerful man claiming two willing women. As soon as I started reading aloud, the magic surged. Lucian’s melted into dark hunger. “Then let’s give her what she wants.”

The heat Caspian had stirred in my gut earlier was now a cold, leaden weight. “People call him death. Because that’s what follows when you cross him. He’s ruthless. He doesn’t forgive disrespect. Ever.” He leaned in closer, his voice trembling. “They say he doesn’t just break his enemies. He unmakes them. He finds the one thing they value most, their pride, their body, their very will, and he crushes it until they’re nothing but a hollow shell for him to fill. To cross Caspian isn’t just to die; it’s to lose the right to yourself.”

Each book seemed to hold the answers to countless mysteries, waiting to be discovered by those who sought enlightenment. They swam through narrow aisles, their tails propelling them effortlessly, as they searched for a specific section of the library. The books varied in size and color, reflecting the vast array of subjects and disciplines encompassed by the merfolk's pursuit of knowledge. From ancient histories to intricate spellcasting, from the poetry of the deep sea to the intricacies of political systems, the library held the collective wisdom of Aqualeara.

I could feel him open up to me upon hearing my confession. “Believe me…” I murmured. “I know better than anyone how you must feel.” He gazed at me. “It’s no way to live, isn’t it?” I huffed a short, awkward laugh in response, focusing my full attention back on stacking the books. This time, the titles caught my attention, ranging from the history of our kingdom to the customs, cultures, and histories of our neighbors: the Vixens and the Bear-Shifters. And then there was one book in particular about something that I had never heard of before… nothing like anything Father ever discussed or that I’d read of in fairytales.

Elle muttered to herself as she went in search of the books she wanted, she moved into the fantasy/paranormal section, she walked around for sometime before she came across a book that said "Aether world" She picked it up and scanned it, it talked about two realms that were once together. She quickly scanned the book once more, she saw names like halflings, faires, humans and a lot of weird things she saw in the other realm. The book said "fiction" in bold letters but she took it anyway. She made to sit down and read it there but she decided against that and walked to the librarian "I'll take this with me" she said as she placed the book on the desk.