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"She didn't think anyone was in here." I lick my lips, feeling oddly drawn to the book. "What is it?" "Something really rare," Alice says. "There are only a few like it in the world. It's called, 'The Secret History of Magic.' It tells the real story of magic. It helps you to understand that there are many ways to look at everything." "Okay," I say. It's starting to feel like I'm stuck in Alice's fantasy. Next thing I know she'll be telling me she knows how to fly.

“Well, if it isn’t young Ari Hale. Looking for another sci-fi romance?” “Not today.” Ari forced a smile. “I was hoping you had local history books. Old ones. Maybe about legends?” Mrs. Wetherby frowned. “The Folklore Shelf. Back left corner. But don’t go believing any of that nonsense.” Ari found the shelf covered in dust. Most of the books hadn’t been opened. She pulled out a heavy tome titled The Hidden Histories of Varro’s Hollow. An hour later, her fingers stopped on a passage:

My heart stopped. “Watch where you’re going,” the all-too-familiar voice of Sabrina sneered. Before I could react, she had grabbed my jacket, pulling me close, her eyes narrowing. “There's no need to hide it,” she whispered, her voice dripping with malicious glee. “I know all about your little secret.” Panic gripped me. “Please, Sabrina,” I begged, my voice trembling. “You can’t tell anyone.” A cruel smile spread across her face. “Oh, I won’t. But it’ll cost you. From now on, you’re my little servant. My errand girl. Do as I say, and maybe, just maybe, I won’t spill your precious secret.”

"I have only compiled my ideas into a medical manuscript just this month, and I haven’t shown it to anyone yet! How did you get hold of it?" "Ah, still trying to lie. Too bad, no amount of lies can turn something fake into the truth," Frederick retorted. "This Secret Arts of Traditional Medicine was written a few years ago when I thought I was going to die in a remote, dangerous place. I compiled all my medical knowledge into this book. I even left clues to a hidden stash of valuable herbs in the first few pages, hoping it would be found by someone worthy. "The first word on the first page, the second word on the second page, the third word on the third page, all the way to page forty-five—t

"Fifty crates of alchemical explosives, enough to level any citadel." Finally, he picked up the black book. "And one copy of The Northern Secrets," he said, letting the title hang in the air. "It chronicles the... private affairs... of all the noble lords." He flipped open a page and read in a clear, carrying voice: "Lukas Redclaw, Lord of Redfang, had a secret affair with a human slave five years ago. They have one hybrid son, currently hidden in the eastern mines..." "Silence!" Lukas's face was a mask of fury. "That's a lie!"

Slowly, carefully, he lifted the book from its pedestal. “Got it," he whispered triumphantly. The eBook felt historical, its cover worn but still vibrant with problematic designs. He opened it to the first page, eyes scanning swiftly. The text changed into written in an antique dialect, but Michael had studied enough to apprehend the gist. This e book held secrets and techniques, powerful ones that might exchange the whole thing.

She feared the fact that she couldn’t unravel the secret of that body-thieving, body-transfer, or whatnot; it would mean that she’d just be stuck to what and who she was, accursed. Shaking her head, she focused back on the sheaf of specialized paper. Unlike the first page, the second page was a lot more interesting. This time it had no picture, though the semi-transparent maples were still falling from behind the medium-sized letters that ought to have narrated the school’s history—basing, of course, at the headline emblazoned with gold.

Brooke then hurried down to the end of the hall to her room, closing the door behind her. Brooke had found herself staring at a file with Kahlan's name on it. Damon did indeed lie to her. Why keep it a secret? She wondered if she should open it and look at whatever was inside. She lay on her bed, sitting up on her elbows. She took a deep breath and opened it. It was yellow pages at first, all with Damon's messy handwriting. It was his notes. She could make out a few of the sentences, and began reading aloud.

She picked up her scarf and walked out of the house. She decided she would just hide in the car and scare him. It will be fun... With that intention, she walked to the elevator, knowing it would take a few minutes for him to reach downstairs to the parking lot. Aarvi opened his car with the help of an extra key and hid in the back seat. Soon Anshuman reached his car and opened the door of it. He did not notice Aarvi’s presence there. Aarvi was about to scare him when his phone went off as he picked up the call.

Silence follows. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. "Let's get you out of here," Lou murmurs, leading me to the car. Later, in the backseat, I stare at my phone, heart hammering as I read the headline from 'The Campus Scoop': ‘Monroe’s Millions Can’t Buy Loyalty: Heiress Dumped for Boyfriend’s Secret Gay Affair.’ Oh. My. God. My grip tightens on the phone. "Fuck!"