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But she… she was beyond anything I had prepared for. I ran a finger along the spines of the books, sliding past titles in languages I didn’t recognize, scripts older than kingdoms, runes that whispered to one another. One tome fell into my hands, its cover warm under my touch, vibrating faintly as if alive. I opened it, and the pages exhaled a scent like aged honey. The text scrolled across the page, weaving histories of bloodlines that bled power, lineage that could bend reality.

It was a section of the library dedicated entirely to novels, a vast treasure trove of fiction from around the world. Ashley's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she took in the towering shelves, each one packed with row upon row of novels. The smell of old leather-bound books mixed with the faint scent of the underground air, creating a unique atmosphere that felt like a secret garden of stories waiting to be explored.

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I forced myself to let my mind wander over what she’d said, let it circle over in my head. If what she said were true, if dragons could have more than one mate, then maybe this disaster I found myself in wasn’t an accident at all. Maybe it was in my blood. But the other half of Ashleigh’s story, the half about fire consuming everything, settled like a stone in my stomach. She had been right. Restlessness leaked into magic. And mine was already too close to the edge.

they can all go to hell thats not my problem" my voice echoing off the walls. All of a sudden my face slams into something hard sending me falling back and landing hard on my ass. The sound of a scream leaves my lips as i hit the ground what the heck did i just run into a wall? Looking up my voice gets trapped in my throat fear coiling its way around me like a snake. " Not a wall! Not a wall!" the voice in my head yells as realisation hit me its not a wall but...... a man.No not a man but a... "WOLF" the world leave my mouth before i can stop it. Im still sitting on the floor legs out infront of me when i hear him"excuse me?" His voice is low but harsh, sending chills down my body. The aura

Jade snatched it right from Sophia’s hands, flipping through the pages like it was a joke. “What even is this?” Jade sneered, holding it up. “Some nerdy-ass book Miss Evans gave you? What, you too much of a loser to pick out your own? You need a book to guide you through everything?” Sophia’s blood boiled. She pushed her chair back and stood up, her hands clenched into fists. “Give it back, Jade.” Jade grinned. “Or what? You're gonna cry?” A few of her friends giggled. Sophia took a deep breath, her heart pounding, but she didn’t back down.

I thought of the world that was currently waking up to a silence it didn’t understand. But as I felt that tiny, second heartbeat pulse against my palm, I didn’t feel like a fugitive. I didn’t feel like a victim of a global conspiracy. I felt like an Architect. The first book was about the blood. It was about the betrayal and the breaking of the old world. It was about the trauma of the glass and the roar of the mountain. But the second book? The one we were starting right now, in this quiet French valley? That book was going to be about the Home.

Even in the dim light, I can see the torn fabric across his abdomen, soaked dark with blood. My heart drops. “Multiple wounds...” Charles says tightly. Only then do I notice the sticky warmth on my hands. I slowly look down. Blood. David’s blood. My fingers are coated in it. His trembling hand suddenly catches my sleeve. I lean closer. “Shaw...” he breathes. “Look into Shaw.” “What about Shaw?” I ask sharply. But David’s grip slips from my sleeve, and his eyes fall shut.

|To my readers, this chapter is a bit extreme as it contains BDSM and torture. Feel free to skip this if it makes you uncomfortable.| Ava's POV Whatever we did in the first round was child's play. This time, my hands were bound above my head while on my knees as Davin circled me for a while. “Look at me, Ava.” He commanded but I kept my gaze down, my lips curving a bit when I knew what being defiant would get me.

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