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And beneath her name, in smaller letters: …Book of Forbidden Desires… My hands froze. I should have closed it. Returned it unopened. Demanded she redo the assignment properly. Instead, I opened to the middle page. Fantasy #11: The Masked Party My heart flipped as I read her fantasies. She might not have been a great biology student, but she was exceptional with details.

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I eat until I am stuffed and sleepy then we head over to the library. "Personally, I have been obsessed with the books about witches lately." Dante admits. "They are not as fun to read but as I have had dealings with a witch coven recently I figured it would be best to research them. For fun though, I like to read fantasy books so that I can get lost in a new world."

It was brand new. Blaze wasn’t aware that she preferred this genre. Derek Landy was known for his dark fantasy books. Dang it! He should have let her choose on her own right from the beginning. ‘Right’ His wolf chimed in, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Lilith brought the open book close to her nose and breathed in deeply. The feel of the smooth and crisp paper, that magical smell of a book being opened for the very first time was soothing. She felt lucky for being the first one to open it.

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He was already sitting beside her. It was then Nikka infuriated, “Why are you here?! Who permits you to come here?! This is my place!” But like deaf, he seemed didn't hear what Nikka has said. His jade-green eyes were glued on the cover of the book she was reading, then replied in the different subject. “Wow!!! You also read the novel 'I Can See It!' It was one of my favorite mystery book! I'm a huge fan of its author with the pen name 'Crossfinger'. And I've already read all of his books. Wow, I didn't expect you to read this. What volume are you? I'm in the latest volume.” He said merrily, even his eyes were sparkling happily.

Eventually, with my arms full, I found Nicholas still in the fantasy section. He was engrossed in a thick hardcover, his brow furrowed in concentration. “Find something good?” I asked, approaching him. “Possibly. But I think you might like this one.” He handed me a paperback with an image of a woman wielding a sword on the front. I read the title aloud. “‘The Lycan Chronicles.’ Hmm, never heard of it.” “It’s a fantasy series,” he explained, still flipping through his own book. “Great world-building, complex characters...” He glanced up and smirked. “Plus, it has some... steamy scenes.”

Pushing her jealously aside, it was quite adorable to watch. Kiaan was looking through Damien’s stack of graphic novels when he held up a book. The cover was black and covered in white symbols, including the encircled pentagram he'd drawn on the floor in blood. "Is this where you got the spell?" Kiaan asked. "Erm, no." Damien coughed. "I... well it sort of... came to me in a dream." "Seriously?" Jess asked. Silence fell over the room as Damien paced, scratching his head.

Emma said, walking deep into the living room. "Thanks." She walked to a set of shelves on the far side of the room, running her fingers over the spines of his books. A lot of them were classics, novels by Dickens, Voltaire, Dumas, Melville, and Hemingway. She smiled when her fingers ran over the spine of not one, but three copies of Mitchell's Gone with the Wind. There were modern novels, too, including Stephen King and Sidney Sheldon, but they didn't look as well read as some of the others.

She took the book from Vida’s hand and playfully kept it out of her reach. “Hey!” Vida giggled. “Stop it, Tessa. You’ll get my page messed up.” Tessa would not actually lose Vida’s progress in the book. She still sensibly kept her finger where Vida was reading and turned to take a look at the cover. “Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief,” Tessa rolled her eyes. “Ugh, again? How many times have you read this book?” Vida looked up and actually thought about it. Fantasy books have always enthralled her. There is something about these stories that make her fall in love a hundred or maybe even a thousand times.