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I said wondering where this whole conversation was heading, "I want you to protect her," he said turning his phone screen to me, 'her'? my eyes slowly fell on the screen, a girl with her blonde hair packed in a ponytail sat with a pile of books by her side, she is obviously a nerd even her big round glasses say a lot, she looked fixated on whatever information she was getting from the book that even if an attack was to happen in the room right beside her she may not even know, but something about her made me feel there was more than what meets the eyes, "A girl really?" I asked in a bored tone,

“We were together for 5 goddamn years and we have lived together for 4 of them, I did your laundry paid your bills and you couldn’t even give me a heads up before you humped her in the back of the car that I paid the EMI for” “See I have no time for this crap, I have a news story. Do you wanna report it or not?” “What’s the story?” “You know that secret club that breaks off couples?” “It’s not a club it’s an agency that helps you get over breakups or helps you to UNlove someone, I did a story on them, remember?” “Ya, the UN-Love agency or whatever, one of their members has been exposed” “How do you know they are part of the agency none of their members ever reveal their identity”

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And then, as we approached the reception in a hurry, we noticed that the hospital door was locked. It was locked from inside and there was no one at the reception; everyone ran for their safety. “No!!! No!!! This can't be happening!! They locked us out, Jaxson. What are we going to do now? I saw the worry on Jaxson’s face, even though he tried to hide it. He wasn't worried about himself but he was worried about my safety; he didn't want anything to happen to me. He brought out his phone and started calling his guards but there were only a few of them available in Ohio; the rest were in New York.

Or was it? The book I took had an old brownish cover. It seemed dusty and ancient. But surprisingly, it was locked. With a padlock and it seemed like it needed a key. “It’s locked, Lady Archer.” “Yes dear, it is.” “For now, though. It’s left to you to open it; I’ve played my part.” “But I don’t have the key. How do I unlock it?” I asked frightfully. What if the answer to everything was inside the book? What if I never open it?

revealing a distant island that had never been there before. At the center of that island stood... another wooden desk. Another empty chair. And resting upon the desk... a sealed black book. No title. No symbol. Only one silver lock. The gray-coated man's smile faded. "That book..." "...contains the only story no one has ever been allowed to read." He stepped aside from the lighthouse entrance. "The choice is yours now, Adrian." "Walk away..." "...or discover why even the First Author feared turning its first page."

THIS CHAPTER DIVES INTO THE UNEXPECTED-WHERE ANATOMY MIGHT SURPRISE YOU AND BOUNDARIES BLUR. IF YOU'RE NOT READY FOR BOLD, BIZARRE, AND BEAUTIFULLY TWISTED FANTASIES... CONSIDER YOURSELF WARNED. Y/N POV

"See that? There's a phone number there. Just give them a call, and they'll unlock it for you." I took a deep breath, looked at Kelly's pale face, and pulled out my phone to make the call, forcing down my anger. As soon as I made the call, I heard the phone in the security booth in front of me ringing. Jake walked in with a smile, hung up the phone, and came back out holding a set of keys. "Unlocking it costs 200 dollars. Would you like to proceed, Mitch?" Even though I'd suspected something like this, I was still furious. So much for "rules and regulations"—this was clearly all just his doing.