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‘Wha- you literally turned the second lead into a lackey-‘ There were so many things that I was thinking about that I couldn’t pay attention to what Nova was saying. Things regarding my dreams, how the progression of the novel became slower, and how some of the events were getting triggered but are not providing the expected results like giving us orbs, creating a spark, or progressing any of the leads feelings for Natalie.

Let me just finish his dream and leave it for you to decide what you want to believe and what you don't want to believe. Proudly, the blonde woman rolled her eyes as she set the stage for Goodness to wonder. The prospect of what the book might hold pushed him forward. He turned the book upside down, becoming increasingly less patient. A tiny spark kindled somewhere inside the book and it grew to a warm glow which spread all over its body. Goodness felt all the hair in his body stand erect whilst the book and the blonde woman looked at him, wondering what part of the dream world he came from. "Could you put away the light in your hand?" The blonde woman asked furiously.

Little had she known then, that she just didn't want to go to school. "Mummy look at this! It's Wonder woman!" Esmeralda screamed, turning the tab to the two other females in the room. Like moth drawn to fire, Annabelle and Jade walked towards her, their eyes trained on the tab. "Oh my God! Esmeralda Queendaline Raymonds! What in the world are you doing?" Jade was mortified, she took the tab from Esmeralda and slumped into the seat, swiping to the previous pages while screaming "What am I going to do with you?"

Day seven, while we were studying, voice perfectly casual, eyes on his textbook. I write them all down. Every question Cole Ravencrest has asked me since he sat across from me in the library with coffee and a story about his sister. There are eleven questions. They span two weeks. Individually, each one is the kind of thing a new friend might ask a girl who arrived at a supernatural academy with no history and unusual power. The kind of thing someone might ask out of genuine curiosity and growing affection. Together, in sequence, on a napkin in my handwriting, they form something else entirely.

I set my bag down and peer up through the skylight as Avianna adds, "Did you read my books?" "I did," I smile as I hand them back to her, "Though they didn't really answer much of my questions." "What kind of questions do you have?" She sits down on a massive scatter cushion. The floor is covered in them and I suspect that they're her idea of chairs. I plop myself down on one of the cushions beside her, "How do Wolves exist?" "We'll talk about that another day. Next question." "If none of you believe in magic then what is it that you practice? Scrying, for instance-"

Chapter Fifty One Author POV She stared down at the book in her hand, and glanced back at her mom, who was sitting in front of her, as many questions came running through her mind. She couldn't stop wondering what the book is, she couldn't stop wondering the secret that it holds. Too many questions were in her mind, that she didn't know where to start asking it from. "What's this mother?" She finally asked, staring back at her mom in both confusion and curiosity. As much as she didn't want to give in to her curiosity, she found herself, getting consumed by it, and she could only concur.

She couldn't help but wonder what secrets these books held, and what mysteries they could uncover. What questions they could answer. Yesterday, Raven would have agreed with Adaora, dismissing the notion of vampires and other mystical creatures as nothing more than folklore. But now, everything had changed. The events of the past few days had opened her eyes to the possibility that there was more to the world than she had ever imagined. As Raven pondered over the books on the table, her mind was racing with countless possibilities. The mere thought of the existence of vampires left her intrigued and curious. She couldn't help but wonder what other mystical creatures could be lurking in the sh

He said, breathing heavily, and waited for her answer. She nodded, closed her eyes, and the next thing that happened in history. – Please support my new novel. It's a Fantasy Romance– Female Lead with a different, intriguing twist. I hope you'll like it, and reviews are highly appreciated. Thank you and keep safe always butterflies! Love y'all.

Bright luminosity and striking dazzling glamor. "Where are you going, Zita?" I asked her, as she approached where the light was coming from. "I think that's the solution to our problems," she said. Somehow, a bit of hope signaled on her face. Was this what led to what we were in search of? "Is that where the book is?" Wendy asked, with eyes filled with awe. "Seems like it I just don't understand something," she said, going over. We did nothing but watched.

Not towering over me like before. I had a thousand questions. Why was I suddenly seeing things? Why did Katrina have a magical necklace hidden in her room? How did she die? My throat closed painfully making it almost impossible to breathe. Then a thought came. Did I really want those answers? I dismissed it immediately. Of course I did. Everything I’ve done was to know what happened and what was happening to me. She had the answers. This wasn’t the time to chicken out. “Take your time…” “Iris,” I provided. “My name is Iris.”