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Demi said. "That's it." Nora pushed the door open. "Come in." Inside. The restricted section was smaller than the main Vault. The light was low, amber, the kind designed for documents rather than people. Demi moved to the nearest shelf and looked at the spines with no titles, only dates in a notation system that used vampire calendar conventions rather than Gregorian ones. "How do you find anything here?" "Same way I find anything." Nora moved to the third row, second shelf. The dark leather volume was exactly where it had been. She lifted it carefully. The way you handled things that were old enough to make your hands feel young by comparison

If only it worked that way. As my consciousness faded, my soul felt yanked back—to that Halloween night that changed everything. Lights strung like jack-o'-lanterns, crowds surging like a river. I was gripping my little brother Matthew Duncan's hand—warm and soft—terrified that if I let go for even a second, the tide of people would swallow him up. But in the blink of an eye, a puppet-maker's stall caught his eye. He pointed at a fierce general figurine, bouncing with excitement. "Eli! I want that one! The general!"

Hey everyone! I am excited to announce that The Timekeeper Dynasty Series will continue with "The Hidden Princess- The Fae Timekeeper Princess." The series will continue under this book, and will pick up with Crysanthi's POV on the day she met Princess Genevieve from this point forward. I look forward to taking this adventure with you all, and hope that you enjoy this story as much as I enjoy telling it! Please feel free to leave gems and comments to let me know how much you enjoy the story. I thoroughly enjoy reading through your comments! Thank you all once again for taking this journey with me!

I find it more of a comfort, I suppose I am a creature of the dark, therefore I am more accustomed to it. I return to her, watching as her fingers mindlessly reach for another book on her stack, but she is an inch short. I reach out, handing it to her. I admit I feel at home there, back in her vicinity. She takes it, and I examine the books she packs through. I pick one up and ponder which section of the library she is working on. Ah, "The Time Before," the full account of Alexander's rule. The abundance and all that came before the Mages Curse. Before all death fell forward, before chaos, before Loss, before the emblems of war.

Happy smiles on their lips, so bright that it is impossible to look straight. Everything is like the past has changed. The other woman took her mother's life, and the other girl took hers. Her father, it seemed, was no longer her father. Aurora feels like falling into a fog, everything becomes blurry, and there is no way out. Suddenly, a loud voice rang in her ear, pulling her out of her own world: - Hello, an outcast of time. Aurora widened her eyes in surprise, she turned her head to look at the voice. There was a clock floating in the white mist. The other watch even makes a body with dew, just like a human.

His red eyes deepened, indicating his desire to sort things out. "One of the book of history has gone missing last night. The Book of Creation. And then this morning, it is found on its shelf again. Not a piece was taken nor changed," Merko said. I had been to their library a couple of times and had seen that book. However, due to my very busy schedule, I could not read it since I have to prioritize knowing more about potions. "It is not allowed to take the books out of the bibliotheca. How come that it has gone missing? Who was patroling last night?" Yamiko asked.

Finding a quiet place to sit, I watch the sunset as I reflect on the council meeting and the fairies. The screeching and howling gets louder as the sunset stretches the shadows of the buildings towards the approaching enemy. How I wish the Halfling were here with me now. I’d have put him in the front lines and watched him get killed. After that, the pack would mourn their so-called Beta, and the pure-breed, Prince Valark, would take the throne. But as luck would have it, I’m with a group of pure-breeds that might die defending a town. I suppose I should be grateful. Things could be a lot worse than they are now.

she replied, her voice a mere whisper. “I am.” He settled into the armchair beside her, taking her hand in his. “Shall I read to you?” he asked, his voice filled with a tenderness that never ceased to amaze her. Florence nodded, her eyes fluttering closed. Chaos picked up the worn leather-bound book from the side table. It was a collection of short stories he had written over the years, each one inspired by their life together. He opened the empty pages of a book that he had been bringing and crying around when he visited her. The pages were empty, he knew that but she did not. He had memorized the story of their love life.

Consisting of a quick but loving kiss and a hug. I heard them all start their bikes and I watched on the camera as they all pulled away and left. I just smiled as I finished my drink and started wondering... What the heck was I going to do today!? _________________________________________________________ (for some reason my previous note has been deleted) So, As you can see from the new title, this book is now called ''book one'' in ''The Outlaw Chronicles''. I have planned out a further two books. I can't release the titles yet as it might give away some idea of what is going to happen in the books before it (such as book two can give away what happens in book one and book three can tell yo

I wandered around the place which strangely seemed like Olympus, but it wasn't Olympus. Have I travelled backwards in time? Shut up mind! You always say the worst possible things. The people around me looked at me weirdly. I said that out loud didn’t I? Stupid, stupid me. These people were still staring. It was creepy and they were all wearing clothes which was outdated in fashion world. That’s exactly how Luke says it. I bothered to cross check the quantity of Novanium. How could I be so stupid and impulsive? I rushed