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Flipping open the book randomly, my eyes skimmed over words that made no meaning to me. I turned around as heavy footsteps approached, only to find Yeti balancing a ridiculous amount of books in her arms. “Found some good stuff—” she paused as her eyes strayed to the book I was holding. “What is that?” “A book?” She walked past me, dropping the heaps of books on the table before turning back to me. “Let me see that.” She said, prying the book from my fingers. “Forgotten Beasts: A Study on the Supernatural.

Fiction or historical. But his boring collection was made up of just books on war and strategic planning. Nothing actually interesting. Except a dusty grey journal that caught my attention, just as I was to give up. What was that? Would it possibly contain Lazaro’s dirty little secrets? The tricks to becoming a cold-hearted, cold-blooded, drop-dead gorgeous devil? I mean, the last time I’d gone snooping around, I’d discovered a fucking kill-list with ny brother’s name on it. So, what secrets would this journal possibly hold?

Beneath the ink of the raven, the damn cursed mark pulsed with a violent, waking burn I hadn't felt in thirteen long years. My vision blurred. Then I looked at the photo. Staring back at me were the familiar, cold gray eyes of the monster who had haunted my every waking moment for thirteen years. Rowan Ashwing-Kael Vexley,the Supreme Alpha of Stormveil and the Fire Lord of the Ashwing bloodline. He was the Beast of Flames? The monster breathing down the necks of the Hunters? And he was here? Right now? I stumbled backward, the edges of my vision blackening just as they had thirteen years ago.

She wondered where they all were. They entered another room, the floor sloping gently downward, and she gasped. This small room was filled with treasures. It was a working museum, and they were all encased carefully behind glass. Right there before her, under sharp, halogen lights, were what must have been hundreds of millions of dollars’ worth of ancient, priceless treasures. Gold crosses. Large, silver goblets. Medieval manuscripts…. She followed Caleb as he walked through the room and stopped before a long, vertical, glass case. Inside was a magnificent ivory staff, several feet long. He stared at it through the glass.

Caitlin sat in her large room in Dunvegan in Castle at a writing desk, looking out the window at the sunset sky. She examined the torn page McCleod had given her, holding it up to the light. She slowly ran her fingertips along the embossed, Latin letters. They looked and felt ancient. The entire page was so beautifully and intricately designed, and she marveled at the intricate colors along the paper’s edges. Back then, she realized, books were made to be works of art in and of themselves.

How can he waste everything? He decided to leave. " I just need fresh air, excuse me!", he uttered and passed between them. --- Lucy and Gale, we're both quiet. Gale's eyes were studying her movement. He quickly ran to catch her when she suddenly falls while reaching the book on the shelves. They're inside his library and Lucy offered to clean it.

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