Romans & histoires Viper: Book

Just a piece of advice I want you to take in order to avoid any trouble. Kiri: Hihi. That's more like you. Veca: Haha. You had me there. I did not expect you to bring them in the game. However this time. I guess this is my win. As well as yours. I will pull back for now. And let me warn you. Don't you dare lose that book. When I will come for it next time, make sure it's in perfect condition. Ohh and also. I really am a big fan of Lord Lucifer. Hmph.

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

Simply… to be near. Slow, silent footsteps carried me over runes until I reached her flank. Lowered myself down gently beside her, refusing to let our bodies touch. She smelled the same as ever against the morning air. Thick with dust, parchment, and dried ink. Still red at the edges, but dried. From a vampire no less. Blood always told stories. Hers whispered secrets sweeter than molasses rolling off old vinyl. I swear I would’ve grown accustomed to it if enough time had passed. Never did.

One volume called to her like a whisper against bone: *The Greater Veil: Finer Threads of Dominion* She pulled it free. The book was heavier than the black tome from her father’s library, its cover bound in something that looked like polished shadow-leather, warm to the touch. She opened it carefully. The first pages spoke of layered commands, of weaving intent so precisely that the dead obeyed without resistance, of turning even the strongest-willed undead into extensions of the caster’s will. Raven’s breath caught. She looked up at Victoria. Victoria read the title over her shoulder, then met Raven’s gaze. She squeezed Raven’s hand once—firm, reassuring—and nodded.

Coralyn smiled cutely Viper: "..."

he snapped. No hesitation. No pleasantries. I followed. As soon as we were behind closed doors, he turned on me. "What the hell happened?" I handed him the torn book. He flipped through the pages, expression darkening with every turn. "Where did you find this?" "Hidden between two others. Looked like someone tried to bury it." He closed the book, fingers tightening around the spine. "Those vampires weren’t random." "Who were they?" His voice dropped to a near growl. "Spine Watchers. An old sect. They specialize in erasing dangerous knowledge."

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Lixien was a bit used to seeing him looking like that, so she wasn’t shocked and continued on what she was reading. The scene was somehow erotic in the book. When Vailan sat beside her, she looked at the title of the book and almost choked. “’A Night to Remember With You?’” I was a bit confused and Vailan took a sneak peek at the book’s chapter one and he awkwardly cleared his throat. “L-Lixien, do you really love this kind of book?” Lixien shook her head and answered him as if it was only a matter of fact.

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But he wasn’t. After moments of thick silence, Caitlin couldn’t take it anymore. She had to know. “Is it real?” she asked, cutting right to the chase. After a long silence, Aiden finally turned. And slowly, he nodded. Caitlin couldn’t comprehend what was happening. He was confirming her reality. This book. It was real. Everything was real. “But how is that possible?” Caitlin asked, her voice rising. “It talks about the most fantastical things. Vampires. Mythical swords. Shields. Antidotes. It’s thousands of years old—and it’s all in my handwriting. None of it makes any sense.”