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I could tell he was watching to see if I knew anything about this world of his. I picked up a book off the shelf and read the back. Dragons. A reluctant prince. A war-torn kingdom. Sounded like half the stuff I’d read in my twenties. Noah’s voice cut through the quiet. “That one’s good. But the second book’s better. The author finally figures out how to pace the fights.” I raised my eyebrows. “So you’ve read the whole series?” He nodded. “Twice.” “Alright, guide me then. Which one should I start with?”

she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

Entering the dining hall we take our seats enjoying breakfast. After breakfast, we met Soren at the north entrance of the mountain. Soren stands bare examining the luggage prepared for the trip. "Are you seriously planning on presenting some old books as a gift?"Soren asks Turing to face us. "What could be more valuable than knowledge? Besides some of these books date back to the kingdom of Highmire so they are beyond valuable," I say narrowing my eyes. "I guess it'll have to do," he sighs in response. "Is everything accounted for?" I ask.

I entered mine, went through the three books I had gotten from the store, and set them down on the bed. I folded my arms and read their names. The Claiming Rites, Finding the One, and Under the Red Moon. There was no order in which anyone should read these books, so I sat down and picked up The Claiming Rites. After an hour, I finished reading. The book made zero sense, and then I picked up Finding the One and spent another hour reading through it. While the first book was incomplete, the second made a little more sense. I picked up the third, which I had gone to Zion’s room with. I took my time reading, and another hour went by.

I sighed, “That makes sense. Looks like Dune just arrived.” We watched as Dune got out of his car and approached Bridget, “Hello, mate.”

"How do you even know about the great book?" Sighing, Luca moved towards the back of the cave. Leaning against the rocky wall, he frowned. "After you were infected with the poison, by all rules you should've died..." Gazing at the fire he continued. "The great book had a connection with you, the same way you do with other Dragons. Before the poison could take your life completely, the Great Book sent her last energy to you..." Snapping his gaze back to me, his face hardened. "She has chosen you to have her energy, to live on in her name and help other riders... To be the saviour of the Dragons."

Covering the ground and heading back to the place that created our nightmares, the place that changed us forever; to face our past and create a new future. ***THE END*** Thank you for reading, please remember to leave me a review and look out for the continuation of Lamia's story in:- Rise of a Queen - Book 2, in The Delta's Daughter Series. OUT NOW!

I spotted a stack of books on a small desk in the corner of the room, and I made my way to them, curiosity winning over. "The myth of the Pheonix." I read out loud, my brows pinching together. I opened the books, and pages and pages of text greeted me. I skimmed it quickly but closed the book again, deciding against filling my mind with more information when I could hardly process what I knew now. First, I needed to clean up, get dressed, and then eat. After that, I needed to speak with Damon and figure out what would happen next. I moved to the bathroom but was interrupted on my way there by a loud knock at the door. Tentatively I moved towards the door, slowly turning the handle and pullin

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I chirp giving her a wide smile. She doesn't respond, but simply looks away, turning pale. *** Days have passed since my shopping trip with my mother and today I'm spending the night with Miss Ann while mother works. Miss Ann is one of the nice ladies who work with mother. She watches me while mother works and will even tend to us when we are sick. I really like her! "Miss Ann, have you seen this book? It's one that mother got for me when we went out shopping. It's an old book on tactical warfare," I shout excitedly while practically shoving the book in her face.