Special Book Novels & Stories

Garrett The clearing is exactly as I remembered from my scouting trip yesterday. Secluded, peaceful, with a small stream running along one edge. I've set up blankets, cushions, and most importantly—a stack of books. Iris stops when she sees it, hand flying to her mouth. "You did all this?" Her voice is soft with wonder. "I wanted it to be special." I guide her to the blankets. "And I found something I thought you'd like." I hand her the top book. It's old, leather-bound, with gilt lettering. "Advanced Theories in Shield Construction and Consciousness-Based Magical Architecture."

I wanted to choke on his cock and then ride it till I couldn't walk anymore. Davin seemed like a very complicated man. He was cold and never spoke unless it was necessary. The world knew he was a billionaire, a top CEO in the Mafia world. But I suspected he was a shady man, he probably had hands in the underworld, which was why he never allowed me into his study. Said it was private stuff not meant for me to know.

“Had their own. Before most were lost.” His arms folded, leaning slightly against the wall. "It’s not just a book. It’s memory. Knowledge. History. Lore. But it only responds to those born of, or bound to, that species. No outsider can open it... no matter how hard they try.” His eyes softened further, tension flickering beneath. “It’s how the sacredness stays, pure. Protected. Unique.” Mae’s mouth opened, but no words came. Her eyes drifted back to the book sitting between her and Ashar, soft pulses of silver-blue light still thrumming through the stone floor beneath it.

Towards the back, I found more crystals and among them was the high-rank mana accumulator I was looking for. On my way to buy it, I noticed they had a small section of different books for sale. As I looked at what was for sale, I saw they were all to do with magic. Apart from one of them, one was a book on parenting, 'Babies first fire, a new parents guide for newborns. Is this a magic shop or a baby store? I'm glad Larry can't see what book I'm looking at; I just know he would tease me again if he knew...'

, Raphael said with a show of hands like he was surrendering something to the police, he went straight to Rose and squatted to be at her height. He smiled at her and Rose smiled back, he lifted the bag up to her and told her, “a kind and strong princess like you deserves the whole world, thank you for making me smile even when I didn’t want to”, he placed the bag on her lap and got up to see her open it. A stuffed white bear with a red heart shape at its mid section saying ‘For a Special Girl’. Rose was so delighted to receive the gift that she gave him a hug that only held one of his legs, Raphael patted her hair and received the gratitude as he stared at her mother who just decided not to

“They are even harsh to their own kind. I blamed the caste system for this.” Yulli finally spoke. “Niusa, I wonder what kind of grimoires the Special Class has?” “It’s silver. Weren’t you given a new one?” Niusa wondered. Yulli and Malaika looked at each other. Then both shook their head as they showed Niusa their brown-colored book that remained blank. “Oh, that is also a mystery to me,” Niusa said after inspecting their grimoires. They walked past a huge structure.

So a lot of you are confused about the specials. They are insignificant. That's all I have to say. They aren't actually a part of the story. They're just specials I wrote because of the holidays and I wanted to give my readers something to read since I took a long break (like 6 days without uploading). Anyways, the ratings in which you've stated your concern are the cause of this note. The end of this book is Chapter 36: The Second Great Specie War. That's it. That's the end. If you're confused because of the specials, just don't read them. You're not missing anything.

Will kept watching them for a while, curious about sewing tools they used and the techniques they applied. An hour quickly passed, and Will realized he had spent too much time watching these two. So he nimbly jumped down from the stall and quickly headed for the second shop with lights still in them. As he approached, he heard a peculiar ringing noise, as if metal was hitting metal. Will's eyes brightened as eagerly ran towards the shop. [It's a blacksmith!]

“It’s a bit quiet right now. Everyone comes in during the lunch rush, so you’ve caught me twiddling my thumbs.” “Is it normally busy in here?” I ask, clearing my throat when I start croaking. What the hell is wrong with me? “Depends on the occasion. If there’s a special event or an occasion on the calendar, I get plenty of people in.” She gestures at a notice on the window. “I also have a special hour, as I call it, on Saturday, where you can buy a bag for five dollars and put in as many books as possible. You can buy whatever can get into the bag for the price of the bag.”

She moaned loudly, the sound echoing in the quiet office. “Keep reading,” he growled into her ear, starting a slow, powerful rhythm. His hips slapped against her ass as he fucked her against the window. Mirabel struggled to hold the papers up with one hand while bracing herself. “‘Section 12… miscellaneous assets…’” she gasped, voice shaky as his thick cock stretched her again and again. “‘The petitioner receives… the secondary vehicle… a 2021 Mercedes… and… the contents of the… smaller wine cellar...’”