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It was a dream about a set of people in a different world with different sets of rules. In Goodness’ dream, he claimed that he saw some people moving excitedly in an unfamiliar library at the centre of a small town. They were books with different covers: black, brown, yellow, pink and even blonde covers. The men and women all had long beards that extended to their jaw. The place was so weird with all sorts of weird customs and traditions and weird fruit bearing trees. The scent in the air was unpleasant like charred old newspapers. The sky was a worrisome grey, such as he had never seen before in his life. Some of the men carried historical books, screaming delightfully with open hearts as t

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There where now books with titles such as The Witch Within You, Herbs and Pentagrams, Spells and the Sabbaths, True Magic in the World. Maddie had never noticed that there were so many books on that subject. She was shocked when Omem suddenly stood in front of her. ‘Are you coming, child? Lunch is ready.’ Maddie nodded and left the library.

He might kick me out and I would just die. “This is amazing,” I managed to whisper, still breathless at the sight. “You like it?” “Like it?” My amazement hung in my voice, and I spun on my heels to face Dante, who was leaning at the door. “Are you kidding me? I am in love with it. It’s like heaven on earth.” The corner of Dante’s lips twitched. “The best part is that more than half of the books are horror, thriller and paranormal.” “No fricken way!” My jaw dropped, and I held back the girlie squeal that hung in my throat. And I thought this place couldn’t get any better.

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“But I can see through any mirages. They’re actually massive. I guess that’s why we’ve been told not to venture too deep into the forests.” I look down at the book, a tiny ember of hope springing up inside of me. There might be a chance of finding this writer. Considering the fact that he has written so many books about the Blood Moon Hybrid, he must know a lot about them. And what better than to get the information directly from the source. “By the way,” Kathleen glances at me surreptitiously, “if you are planning to sneak that book out, don’t bother. No book can leave the premises without being detected. It’s some kind of weird magic thing here.”

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Southpoint Pack never failed to make me feel like a fumbling idiot. The door swung open, somehow silent despite its size, and the smell hit me first. Old paper. Dust. Then something else. Ancient. Sacred. The libraries in Evenmoor didn’t smell like this. Sure, there was the scent of old paper, dust, and older people's perfume, but there was something beneath all that. Could it have been the magic that these people used? Or some werewolf scent? I stepped inside and— Oh. Books. Thousands of them. Floor to ceiling, wall to wall. More books than I’d ever seen in my entire life. More books than existed in all of Evenmoor combined.

There was also some other things with funny shapes ones I didn't even want to know where they went. I held the golden balls in my hand and wondered what they were for. Some of the things in here I have seen at th club and the others where just a mystery to me, I saw things I didn't even know existed. There was other things on the shelf below but I had seen enough. There was also a bookshelf with actual books in them. I took the first book I saw and read out the title, it was a book by Shayla Black called Wicked Ties. I had never even heard of the author. My phone vibrated in my pickets, I saw that it was Bradley.

I lost the spark to read. I took the book with a wide smile, and thanked her. I tossed the book onto the dressing table as I shut the door. Few hours later, I heard a knock again. I quickly stood up and grabbed the book. Then I walked to the door and opened it up.