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There is a silk velvet white sofa on the side, a rocking recliner chair on the side for comfort. I let my gaze fall back on the table as I let my fingers feel the ledgers. Then my eyes caught on a novel looking book. I picked it and to my surprise it was an explicit male p**nography book, vividly illustrated in each chapter. Just p**n without plot. “Fucking pervert!” I slammed it back on the table. I’m about to walk away to look at another place when my eyes caught a brown envelope under the opened manuscript. My gaze flickered curiously at why it was hidden under the manuscript he was reading. I pull it out, revealing a long brown envelope. It was bare with nothing written on the body.

I’m not going to see anything sitting, so I get up. “Hello,” I say again, because it’s obvious someone’s in here, but why the hell are they not answering? “Is anyone here?” I move forward, but slowly. I still hear the pages moving. Then I remember that vampires are extremely fast. Someone is in here. I stop when I see a large book on the floor; the pages are moving, but no one’s moving the pages. It’s almost like someone invisible has control of the book on the ground. But who? What the hell is happening here?

- rolls his eyes. - Because - I take a step closer - I am asking - I take two more steps - Politely. - If you take another step, I'll shoot you in your legs, dondoca - he threatens, holding the gun in the direction of my leg once again. - What do you want? - Right now, I want to shoot you in the forehead, you rich piece of shit! - he raises the gun this time aiming it at my face. What the fuck! - Leave Mr. Invisible alone! - Lucas shouts and throws himself on the miserable man's legs.

“Riley. If you do this, I might lose you. I might not be able to find my way back to your soul.” I leaned in, pressing my forehead to his. For a moment—just one—I let myself breathe him in. No magic. No destiny. Just a man who had loved me poorly and a woman who was about to burn the world down to save her friend. “You already lost me,” I whispered, “the moment the Ledger decided I was legible. Now, let's see if they can read me when I'm invisible.” Behind us, the tunnel screamed as something tore its way into existence—thousands of pages turning at once, ink bleeding through the stone.

" He is the most powerful werewolf in the World. He has destroyed many such beasts single-handedly." " Who are you? Why can't I see you anywhere? Is this some sort of a trick?" the Queen asked suspiciously, looking around herself. " I am a witch," the voice said confidently. " You cannot see me because I am invisible." " Why are you invisible?" The day was getting more interesting as the Queen encountered many strange creatures that she had only heard about till now.

According to the book I read, the Madag Forest is a home of dangerous creatures. What the book says is true because I have seen a lot of disgusting creatures. I am lucky because they can't see me or feel my presence. Being invisible is an advantage. I have been here in the forest for a few days. At night, I sleep in the cave with those creatures.

"Fine, like fine is a complete word that means what it means." Lena put the cap on the lip gloss and turned to face her fully, which was Lena's way of indicating that she was no longer making casual conversation. "You've been with him for two years. You barely talk about him. You talk about the shop, you talk about your aunt, you talk about the book you're reading. You don't talk about him." "Some people are private." "You're private. He's invisible." Ignoring the comment, Serena picked up her bag. "Let's go."

Leaning close, he whispered, "Your situation is different. She might not be able to handle it. Give her this. It'll make things easier." I nodded, understanding what he meant. Then I took Julia's hand and led her toward the small wooded area behind us. The night was deep and dim. It was hard to even make out each other's expressions. Julia seemed even more eager than before. She moved closer, her touch bold but still uncertain, sending waves of tension through me. Everything felt new and overwhelming, the intensity of it pressing in from all sides. I drew her closer until her back met the tree, closing the space between us until it vanished completely, our breaths gradually falling into the

For a moment, I thought Seraphina was being used for all of these. When I reached the final paper, my hand suddenly stopped. I stared at the paper. It had just one word. A single name repeated over and over. No photograph. No official address. No background information. Absolutely nothing but that name. Stones. I slowly lifted my eyes. “That’s all you found?” “For now.” “And this name—” “Whoever he is, sir… he buried his tracks extremely well.” I looked back at the file again at the name and invisible man standing behind the months of lies, manipulation and destruction. I closed the folder slowly and carefully.

Her one glare on Jane forced her to retreat, she vanished in thin air. That doctor grabbed my wrist and, Boom! We flashed into an adjacent room. I was about to shout at her audacity to drag me here when she spoke hurriedly. “What else did you smell on Your Majesty, Your Highness? Please tell me every single detail. It’s important!” Her grave tone churned my stomach, alarming me for a disaster. I questioned her at once. “Is this about Vincent’s sickness? Is his life in danger?” That doctor handed me a notepad instead of speaking, quaking the ground below me. I was startled to read the title on the page: The composition of invisible poison!