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"Could she be? No! She's not, I should stop imagining things. It's better I focus on what brought me here." Xavier placed down the scroll as he went through the book on the shelves. He found the book he was looking for, it was tagged,HISTORY OF THE FIRST REALM. He was glad at first, but when he was going through the book, he found out there was nothing important. The book only talked about the people and the king's who had ruled the first realm, there was nothing about the war or the dark realm." "Maybe I can find it in war books," he picked up another book to go through but he ended up in disappointment.

Alexander’s men were in every open space , so trying to sneak to the stables was almost an impossible mission – but my kind hearted people helped us to hide. Creating a spark , makes the sticks explode with fury fire. It had awaken from it’s death sleep , roaring promises to devour anything that touches it. I heard the soldiers toy with my people – which made my blood boil. They scared them , taunted them and playfully swayed the lit stick before their eyes. I had watched the way my people took steps back from the fire touch , but this only invited the soldiers to cruelly mock them by stepping closer. I am brought back from the nightmare that will surely reply in my head over and over again

Xavier finally turned his gaze to me, his eyes curious yet guarded, focused on the book I held tightly in my hand. "I went to the library to find something to read, and I stumbled upon this book," I explained, holding up the weathered tome. "It's a story I've never heard before, and it sparked my curiosity." "They were pushed out of the system by the other leaders, so they're not part of other packs," Xavier observed, connecting the dots between the ancient history and our present-day societal structure. His insight into the political ramifications of the past underscored the complexities that still influenced our lives today.

She bowed her head and picked up her book again “Something like this would have been totally cool in the fictional world.” “I still need more details about him, though. Don’t try to escape it.” She folded her legs; I knew she wouldn’t let me off that easily. G was a helpless dark romance reader; her excitement when she heard I had a stalker that looked like he was a descendant of Hercules himself was priceless. She loved me, I knew that, but her being a reader, I expected this already. I hit my forehead with my hand tiredly. “I have a stalker, Gianna. This isn’t books; this is real life.”

Natalie hated second guessing herself, but that seemed to be the only logical explanation. With a sigh, the girl inched closer to the dresser with the intention of closing the book, but something caught her eye. That dark red stain again! The one that had been used to send her that note the last time. Natalie expected to see another note of some sort, but what she saw was more than she had expected; Everywhere she had written Tristan’s name in the book had been blotched with the bloodlike substance! As if that was not strange and scary enough, she did get the note she had been anticipating, the words: YOU. ARE. MINEEEE!!!

" Understood eight twelve, reinforcement is already on the way." A child's birthday, oh god. Proles, these genetically engineered animals were monsters and Maddox had already seen with his own eyes what these beasts could do. He didn't want to imagine what she would be waiting for at her destination. But he would find out, because he was Venator, a state-approved hunter whose job it was to get the prole plague under control.

"Oh, Aurelio… Werewolf…kill…" Kill? "Mom, why are you saying the word 'kill'?" I can't help myself. But her eyes were stuck on the picture. I glance at the book again, other than the first page, nothing else was written. I put it back to where it came from and searched for anything I could gather information about, but there was none. Aside from the picture on the wall and this book, this room's empty. Mother suddenly went out of the room and stared outside from the veranda.

“You have evil plans against me in the future.” Draymond shrugged. “Allow the future take care of itself. Live in the present for now, boy. You have the big opening. You can become a Sentinel today.” “So you think I should kill Jimin?” Xavier said, turning the book in his hands. “I didn’t say you should do anything,” Draymond frowned. “I just gave you the book that would best suit what you need to do right now.” Xavier turned the book over in his hands searching for a name. “This book was written by….” He turned the book around looking for the author’s name and he finally found it.

Her Stalker is a stalker-age-gap dark romance not recommended for those under 17. Triggers include extreme sexual content, voyeurism, profanity, and dark themes. *Read at your own discretion. This story is about a stalker's love and determination for the girl he set his sights on a long time ago. Brixton started watching Harley, or his little bird when she was starting high school, and she never had a clue... But what happens when his secret is revealed?

The year I was studying for the grad school entrance exam, the guy who sat across from me saved my seat and brought me hot water every single day. In my first life, I accepted his confession. The moment we made our relationship official, he dragged me into the mountains, where I wasted away and died. In my second life, I was so terrified that I didn't dare set foot in the study room for an entire week. But on the first day I finally went back, there he was again, sitting in his usual seat and smiling at me. I tried switching to a different study room, but he noticed. He caught me alone and dragged me away before anyone could see. When I opened my eyes again, I had entered my third life