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I turned on the lights to see he was shirtless, his hair was ruffled and with dark and tired eyes, he leaned closer to me. “Are you okay Ellie?” his voice softened and he placed a hand on my thigh sending uncontrollable chills down my spine. “Yeah it was just a nightmare,” I said, brushing his hand off before getting up. He let out a heavy sigh before putting his hand in his pocket and pulling out a cigarette and a lighter. “You keep cigarettes in your pockets when you’re sleeping?” “I forgot it there, okay? Let’s go to the balcony.” He lit the cigarette and passed it to me. I didn’t smoke, but I also didn’t want to turn it down.

I supposed reading probably wasn’t an interest of hers. My fingers stopped on the spine of a black book with silver lettering stamped into the spine. Mysteries of Vampires, Werewolves and Humans, it read. I considered it for a moment before sliding it out of the shelf. Was it a journal? A scientific or historical text? I took a seat on the sofa and began to read, quickly snapping the book shut when I read the explicit words on the pages and felt the heat crawl up my face.

Ana suspected magic, because when she returned, everything they stored away was now within her apartments. Including Caun’s precious radio, something he listened to whenever he could. They’d finished eating while they listened to the human news. It was the first anniversary of the last murder human and the news this evening presented the public with an update on how the case had stalled out, leaving it unsolved. Just as it should be. Eventually, the human law enforcement would stop searching for more information, and box up what they have and stick it in a dark room. Given enough time, a supernatural creature would slip into that dark room and examine what there was. Anything remotely reveal

At its far end sat a simple altar, around which were placed dozens more candles. Otherwise, it seemed empty. Caitlin wondered for a moment what she was doing here. Was there a special reason? Or had her mind just been playing tricks on her? A side door suddenly opened, and Caitlin spun. Walking towards her, Caitlin was surprised to see, was a nun—short, frail, dressed in flowing white robes, with a white hood. She walked slowly, and walked right up to Caitlin. She pulled back her hood, looked up at her and smiled. She had large, shining blue eyes, and seemed too young to be a nun. As she smiled wide, Caitlin could feel the warmth coming off of her. She also sensed that she was one of hers: a

But this was not what Caitlin wanted: she needed to heal Scarlet, not kill her. As she finished yet another book and slid it aside, with still no mention of healing anywhere, she began to feel a sense of despair. She lifted the final book on the stack, a small, leather-bound volume with a red spine, entitled De Fascino Libri Tres by Leonardo Vairo. Caitlin summoned her knowledge of Latin, and knew that translated to: Three Books of Charms, Spells and Sorceries.

he said sternly, his voice nasal, not looking at her or smiling, as if he were too busy to be bothered with her request. “I’ve only requested six books,” she said. He stared at her, obviously not liking being corrected. Then he slid his glasses up his nose and looked down at the titles. He glanced at her with the same expression the clerk had. “I take it you’re some sort of paranormal writer looking for ideas?” he said, speaking to her as if she were a used-car salesman. Caitlin frowned, hating his judgmental attitude, and uninterested in sharing her life with him. He wouldn’t understand anyway.

Walking past the small coffee table in my living room, I see the book I am busy reading. ‘Finding the Alpha’ The dame books. I am now dreaming of strange things!!! Cowboys, red eyes, what else will my brain think of? I loved my paranormal books, I could live in places that were myths with no reality, living out stories and dreaming of what it would be like to be one of them. I should maybe think of a good one-night stand and get rid of this frustration. NO, NO, I will not feel love again. It is just a myth like in my books and what will I gain? A good night of sex and then back to reality where love means nothing?

No priest, nothing. Caitlin walked slowly down the aisle, taking it all in. She finally reached the altar, and looked up, examining it. There was a large statue of an angel on a pedestal, and behind that, on the wall, several huge animal bones. She’d never seen bones that large. They looked prehistoric. “The bones of the Dragon,” came a voice. Caitlin wheeled. There, walking towards her in the empty church, was a person she recognized. At first, she could not remember who it was. Then, as he came closer, she realized with a shock: it was Samuel. Caleb’s brother.

Raven couldn't help but wonder what other surprises lay in store for her in this mysterious encounter with Adaora. As she reached out to grab the book, her heart skipped a beat. It was the one she had been searching for, The Night Watcher and The Vampire. She breathed a sigh of relief as she flipped open the book, eager to delve into its contents and find the answers she was looking for. The previous night, she had only briefly glimpsed at the title, without taking the time to look at the book's content. As Raven perused the pages, she couldn't help but notice that the vast collection of books that surrounded her were paranormal books.

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