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She grabbed her sedative pills and gulped it down her throat with a glass of orangeade. "Mmmha!"She sighed and lay on the bed with her mind still going about everything. Delilah had just joined in as a volunteer and she had been the one to turn her into a wolf but now her only friend was gone. She sighed and picked up the book beside her. Only the leaders have the access to the book of plans but how come it fell into Raven's hand, there is a spy amongst them for sure and she needs it figured out. She dozed off with the book on her chest till the next morning when she began dressing for school.

However, he heard the lady's door had opened, so he turned around to check his ladyship. "You forgot to tell me something?" "Well, I-I was thinking if we could watch stars again some other time," she yelled and shut the door before Viishaun could utter his response. He smiled and whistled on his way to his chamber. He caressed his cheeks and imagined how pink they were at the moment. ***************** She found herself in her old house, the manor of Lestinna's. Confused as to why she's stuck on the dirty ground. "Your excellency, we found the last member of the house Lestinna."

She was here with Holly in her room all that time. And then the haunting reality dawned upon her; who is the other Bonnie? She quickly opened her eyes and saw that Lady was now standing up, putting his coat back on. “Let’s go!” he said. Once they got to Lady’s room, he pulled out an iPad and started flipping through the pages of a book. “Is that your spell book?” Elizabeth asked with surprise. “That’s a nice change! You have upgraded. That is so… digital,” Holly admired mockingly.

Perhaps, the news of my unladylike remarks on the old rags, gown rather, of that widow from yesterday was all over the headlines now, she thought. By then, her maid, Eloisa, appeared on the doorstep to take charge of her mistress. “My apology for being informed late. You may leave Lady Francesca on my care now,” the young lady’s maid said apologizing. She had run an errand this morning and got delayed on her way back home due to the throng of people outside. No one could possibly beat London on gossips intrigue since the stones of St. James’s Palace was piled up from mud into a castle.

“I know, for instance, that your ‘stumble’ wasn’t entirely accidental. That someone ensured the top step of the East Stair was… unusually slick yesterday morning.” Vivian’s world tilted. *Someone tried to kill me? Before I even arrived?* The thought was staggering. The novel hadn't mentioned anything like this. Vivian Ashworth’s downfall came later, orchestrated by her own actions and Alexander’s wrath. An early attempt on her life changed everything. “Who?” The word was a breathless whisper. “That,” Lysander said, his tone implying a shrug she couldn't see, “is part of the information I possess. And part of what I might share. For a price.”

Cliffhanger Ending – Chapter Twenty-Nine That night, Helena returned to her dorm room and opened the strange notebook again. Inside, on the last page—now faintly visible under the light—a name had appeared in smeared ink. Sophia Blackwood Beneath it, a single line scratched in uneven writing: “Trust no one wearing white.” She stared at the words, heart pounding. White… like the nurse uniforms? Like the school admin? Or someone else entirely? Absolutely! Here's the continued Chapter Twenty-Nine of The Bully Who Fell First, where new alliances begin to form—and Bianca’s manipulations take a darker turn.

Maybe it's the strange symbols carved into the window frames, or the peculiar arrangement of the furniture that seems to form patterns on the floor. Or maybe it's the large, leather-bound book displayed on a wooden stand in the center of the desk, open to a page filled with handwritten text and diagrams of the night sky. I approach slowly, as if the book might snap shut on my fingers like a trap. The page shows a chart of celestial bodies, with a date circled in red ink: November 15, 2025. Less than a month from now. Next to the date, in my mother's precise handwriting: "Convergence. Blackwood returns. Find the girl."

I nod, but I keep looking at the crown prince's room door. When I finally turn from the door to Sir Rever after hearing him sigh, I think Sir Rever notices my stiff body because I felt my hands being opened. I notice a tiny wooden whistle in it. “Sir Rever, what is this?” I ask. “I'll gladly lend you this in addition to the small pillow, Milady.” “What is this for, Sir Rever?” “This…” he stops. He then walks to stand directly in front of me, pointing to the whistle on my hand, and says, “Is a really helpful thing for when you'll need my assistance.”

ALANA'S POV "Clarissa, show yourself!" I said aloud and with that, a white-haired woman with a coat covering her head appeared. She had the blackest of eyes and her lips and skin were as pale as someone dead. "You Deviousness!" She said as she bowed in respect and upon seeing that, I smiled slightly as I said to her, "Have you done what I had asked of you?" I said and hearing that, she replied, "Yes! Your Deviousness, the letter has been sent to the lord of the Redmoon Clan!" Clarissa responded and hearing that, I nodded my head in understanding.

“Check out the local library. Ask for Yellen’s book. Tom” Leila sighed and ran a hand through her hair. Eduard Yellen. The man whose nutty research had kicked off this whole mess. A dead man with too many secrets and not enough time to spill them. Now she was supposed to dig through dusty old books to figure out how deep this rabbit hole went. She headed for the fridge, hoping for something stronger than a clue, but all she found was a single can of gourmet dog food and a designer bottle of mineral water. Wolfie’s breakfast, it seemed, was more luxurious than hers.