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She was determined to make her fashion show a success, not just for herself but for all those who believed in her. Nora's eyes flickered open, the harsh glare of her laptop screen momentarily blinding her. As her vision adjusted, she noticed the time displayed on the screen – 4:37 AM. The sound of her buzzing phone had startled her awake, and she groggily reached for it, her heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and dread.

When he turned back into human, he was standing in the middle of the woods, staring up at the night sky, his legs shaking, his vision blurred with fear and hate. The book was gone. It was gone, lost to the annals of history. The book was taken away. The only copy that existed in the world. And yet, it was still here. In front of him, within reach. The alpha was frozen, completely speechless, his mind blank as his thoughts drifted back to that terrible night in the library when the words 'The Book of Power' had appeared before his very eyes. What he'd seen had not been a vision, it had been real.

Emelia closed her eyes while remembering the past. Flashback “I am so sorry, lady.” A baritone voice came across Emelia’s ears while she picks up her books that was scattered all over the floor. “Next time, watch where you’re going.” She irritably said as soon as she stands up. However, she was taken aback when she looked up to see the man standing in front of her. He was handing the books to her with a shy smile. The man was tall and the most noticeable about him was his emerald eyes. When you look at them, you would feel like there was a force that’s pulling you towards them. Like there was an invisible magnet that would keep you from looking away.

The world is a sick, twisted place. Days passed. I changed his bandages. I made sure he was warm. I talked to him sometimes, even though he couldn’t hear me. I told him he was an idiot. I told him not to die in my bed. It was messy. On the fourth morning, his eyes opened. Just like that. No warning. They were cloudy at first, then they cleared and focused on me. He blinked. Swallowed. His lips were cracked. “Water,” he rasped, the word barely a sound.

As if leaving him no other choice but to come back. Alexander’s throat worked. His breath caught. And then, slowly, he gave in. His lashes fluttered. His eyes opened—halfway at first, reluctant—then wider despite himself, searching before he could stop it. But when his eyes fully opened, it wasn’t desert roses. Not myrrh. Not the silken hush of a bed that belonged to a different life. Grey met him instead. Alexander swallowed, and the motion felt too large in his throat. Because the truth settled fully the moment his eyes did.

Whip those shifters into shape! An extremely proud dead 3rd dad, Percy. I smiled, wiping away the tears that had slipped from my eyes. I placed the red leather bound book on the table, placing the yellow leaf over it. After a minute it began to glow so I closed my eyes and after a flash of bright light I opened them back up. I flipped the book open, seeing cursive handwriting begin to emerge word by word as if it were being written before me.

Serena When I opened my eyes, I found him leaning against the sterile white wall by the door. As if sensing me, his gaze met mine. Thankfully, he was in clothes now: a simple white t-shirt and jean pants that strangely fit him perfectly. There was a saying that the eyes were the windows to the soul. Well, I’d made peace for a long time with the fact that my husband had his eyes carved from stone. It was either that, or when you looked deep enough, no matter how hard you tried, there was no soul to see.

he asked in amusement. I narrowed my gaze on him but what he said was right. I was looking for one topic in that book. “Explain clearly to me.” I asked. “Read it with a clear mind, you will find out.” he stated. “Okay! I will try once again and what were you saying about eyes? What your eyes can see?” I ask in a teasing way. “I can see your future sometimes, Alpha!” his words dropped me in his conversation. “What?” i wasn’t sure whether to believe him or not.

HEY GUYS,, SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING A CHAPTER YESTERDAY... I WAS REALLY HOOKED UP,, BUH I WILL TRY TO GIVE YOU GUYS A BONUS CHAPTER TODAY.. DON'T FORGET TO SUPPORT THE BOOK WITH YOUR GEMS & REVIEW. THANKS A BUNCH. HEHEHE His soul floated, hiding just beneath his skin, dreading the moment that his eyes would open, streaming reality in High Definition through his very being. It wasn't that he was afraid to face the morning, but rather that he was afraid of how much pain he would be in upon awaking.

He stopped flipping the page of the book he was reading and gave me long stare. "What do you mean?" he asked back. "I'm not normal, I have these eyes that would scare or make other people greedy to sold and create money from these eyes." He didn't left my eyes and just stares at it for a bit longer before going back to the book he was reading. "I like your eyes, but it doesn't mean that I would sold them." "What?" My mouth was left open because of what he said. "I would even kill every person who wants to take your eyes," he added.