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Elle muttered to herself as she went in search of the books she wanted, she moved into the fantasy/paranormal section, she walked around for sometime before she came across a book that said "Aether world" She picked it up and scanned it, it talked about two realms that were once together. She quickly scanned the book once more, she saw names like halflings, faires, humans and a lot of weird things she saw in the other realm. The book said "fiction" in bold letters but she took it anyway. She made to sit down and read it there but she decided against that and walked to the librarian "I'll take this with me" she said as she placed the book on the desk.

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Can she rise to new heights as a ranked member of her new pack; protecting and fighting everyhting she believes in, or will dark forces convince her that she is weak and worthless? Follow all our know characters into new adventures, drama, intruige, love and hatred. Dark witches seek to take what is good and pure, having the help of someone whose heart has been sealed off by a loss so great no one can ever redeem it. Will they succeed in the end, or will everything that is good int the world win in the end? Probably not without loss and sacrifice. But what sacrifice is too great when the one you love is in danger? The Alpha's Redemption; Winning Back My Luna is book 3 in the series, and will

Peter was howling because he was missing his mother and father. “Are you alright dear?” “I'm alright Great Mother, I just miss my parents.” “I miss them too.” The Good Witch grabbed a potion from the shelf and she handed it to him. “Drink.” “What is it?” “It's something to protect you from the wolfsbane plant.” “Am I going back home? What about the other werewolves? They’re probably waiting for me.” “Leave them to me.” An hour passed and there was a knock on the door. It was Isabella’s father.

By each other's side, as they should have been from the start. There she sat, cross-legged in the oversized reading chair next to the window, her eyes locked on the thick leather-bound book resting on her lap. The book was an Old historical Testament, the spine was worn, and it wasn’t a book he was familiar with, but after glimpsing the title, he wanted to. The Chronicles of the Goddesses’ Blessed Wolves: Origins and Legends Miles swallowed, his breath caught slightly in his throat. She didn’t see him at first. Her brows knotted in deep focus at the words she was absorbing.

Still in shape, preserved where time never runs to eat and fade everything away. Winona draws a cunning smile on her face, as she said. “Still as pristine. I wonder if that book is still in here.” She teasingly thought. Knew and all along that the book that she means is still placed and secure within the protection of the library. The book that she loves to read from way past and always, the only book that contains the information of the seven existing worlds. “Seven deadly sins, seven worlds, and the seven books. Maybe I’ll spare a little time to read it again.”

A scowl forms on my face as I stare down at the book, afraid that this piece of clue might turn out useless and it’s the only lead that we have. “Open it! Let’s see if it’s worthless!” My tone came out slightly demanding, this book could hold information on how to get my mate in my arms again. The emotion is raging, and it’s a challenge to control it. She glares at me briefly before proceeding. “Other than a book, this seems more like a journal. Hand notes were added by my predecessors. Look, the first part is about the prophecy.” “‘The son of a werewolf alpha and a human woman, cursed by a witch will rule the magic world. He can either rule the world to peace or to its destruction.’ That do

"We have always been told the Cursed Ones… sorry… the Werewolves gained entry into Altair by deceitful means." His eyes widen in shock. Then he throws his head back and laughs. "And how did the Werewolves manage to deceive the Guardians of Altair?" I suppress a shiver when I realize that I had asked this very question to my tutor. The Guardians of Altair are beings with no bodies. They're everywhere, all around Altair, creating a barrier between the magical and the non-magical worlds. All the other magical worlds in this realm have their own barriers, some weak, some strong. Altair is believed to have the strongest, the most magically advanced protection in the form of the Guardians.

"Talking to the witch when you should be taking what she knows." Everything happened too fast. Draeven launched himself at the witch, his corrupted claws extended. She threw up a shield of shimmering light, but he tore through it like paper. I heard her scream as his claws raked across her side, saw blood spray black against the snow. "No!" I didn't know why I shouted it. Didn't know why my body moved before my mind caught up. I crashed into Draeven, sending us both sprawling. My warriors stood frozen, confused, caught between orders and instinct.