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I hesitate for a moment, my mind awash with memories of Author Agness and whatever kind of witchcraft she’s done to me. With trembling fingers, I gather my courage and tap on the app, my heart starts to race once again as the familiar interface loads before me. I quickly type in ‘Author Agness’ on the search bar. Afterwards, her author profile appears. And there it is, in all its glory— her masterpiece, Bonded, the very book that has thrust me into this surreal nightmare.

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That, however, some of them looked crazy. Sherry, Lewis, and Jin! They knew that book. However, Nami was not and the rest. They haven't seen that book once! "This book was published by an Author named, Luis Juarez." He said. "Ah..." Sherry, Jin, and Lewis shake. "Why? Why must it appear again?" They asked themselves. They knew what is that book! They must because they have seen it! "Our book of life!" They called in their minds. They came from that book! They are just fiction made by an author's imagination!

Dear readers, It's me lorainejd, the author of this book. I would like to thank you all for reading this book. I hope you'll enjoy reading. I also want to let you know that all the characters in this story is just a work of fiction. Any names or events related to real people is just coincidence.

Can't this day become a little less adventurous. AUTHOR'S NOTE -. Hello guys, first of all, thank you to everyone reading this story. I would love to know your views on this book, 'the pack's weirdo: a mystery to unveil.' It would be great if you would take a few minutes from your schedule and post some comments or reviews. It would really be a huge morale booster for me to continue writing. Thank you

Later that morning, the temptation and the crazy thoughts were gone and I could only pray that they’d never return. Author Note: Dear gentle readers, this author can hardly believe that Book 2 of TTWA series is now officially completed! How are you all doing? If there is a third book called Mad Witch, will you read it? Once again, this author would like to thank everyone for their supports to his stories especially the A.R. WereWorld series! Have a splendid day!

“Like what?” “Well,” Jesse looks thoughtful as he chews his pancake, “she asked something about how you managed to defeat Annabelle. I mean I did expect her to hear about it. And I do know that a lot of counselors were curious about how you were able to subdue Annabelle. She was pretty strong.” This whole thing sounds very strange, “So all this time she’s been asking questions about me?” “Yeah,” he shrugs. “Even that day when we first saw her, as we walked back, she kept deflecting my questions about what she had been up to and was just curious about you.”

he said, pointing to the book in my hands. “What a peculiar title. Descendants of the Moon.” "There is? Oh, yes. It's a fantasy book,” I told him, not wanting to go into details. The less humans knew about us, the safer our species was. "Fascinating. Is it about witch fairies and evil queens?” he asked, sitting down in front of me. I laughed. “More about wolves,” I said, closing the book. "Interesting. I am a cryptozoologist and parapsychologist. I study the supernatural. The name is Wendell.” He handed me his card.

, immediately caught my attention and I was eager to learn more about this mysterious place. I flipped through the pages, taking in the worn and tattered cover, and finally found a passage that described a village that had been lost for centuries. The book told of a group of people with mysterious powers and abilities, who lived in complete harmony with nature. I was completely captivated by the idea of this hidden community and its unique abilities.

I admired some of the old classics and new books as my eyes wandered over every title. I had gathered a stack of books in my hand, picking ones I wanted to read and taking them out. So far, I had five books that I found would pique my interest such as Alice in Wonderland, Pride and Prejudice and the Maze Runner. All of these books were human and I admired the wide selection of books that this room had. I tried to find one that was all about werewolves like the library back at my pack had and only seemed to find one that was labelled 'As Old As Time Will Tell' written by none other than one of the eldest werewolf alive which was 'Herbert Vanderlin'. In the blurb, it states his life as an old