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I tried to push past them, but one girl shoved my shoulder, making my books scatter across the floor. “Aww, don’t cry, little virgin,” another mocked. “Maybe if you weren’t such a stuck-up nerd, someone would actually want to think of fucking you at least.” Tears stung at the corner of my eyes, threatening to spill out, but I bit back the tears not wanting to show any form of weakness right in front of my bullies. I bent down to pick up my books, with my hands shaking violently. This wasn’t new to me here, and the bullying had actually been going on for months but today it hit harder than usual. I felt so small, pathetic, and completely alone in this world that trampled on the weak.

but i’ll let this one go if you give up on the book jackson101: the shining’s not that good. why do you want it? ladyvera: excuse me?! it is one of the best books ever written by Stephen King! jackson101: let’s just say we have different tastes.. ladyvera: i don’t care about your tastes. give it up if you don’t like it anyway. why bid? jackson101: it’s fun :) ladyvera: give it up jackson101: only if you say please

I don't think that it can get any worse than that. But I am suffering from the worst case of writer's block, and I need a new story. The loud hum coming from the outdated laptop upsets me. It takes more than six minutes to load anything on this piece of scrap. But my blind excitement for my first book made it seem worth it. I was wrong. I wanted this book to stand out. In my mind, it was a groundbreaking novel that will start a new genre. It involves two people from two different religions falling in love. Instead, it came out as this lame, generic nonsense.

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

They sure do act high and mighty, thinking they wanted to save the world yet in reality, they wanted to rule the world. I had now finally realized by the novel ‘In the name of Psychopaths’ written by Zero, had a rating of one out of five and there were a lot of angry readers who commented on the book because of the plot and the ending. A lot of readers even dropped the story out of anger and lost interest, and I belong to the latter. What's more mysterious was the comment that I happened to read in the comment section of the novel.

Author's Note A few months ago, I struggled to write and get my words onto a page. English isn't my first language, and to be honest, I've never considered my vocabulary particularly strong. Then something unexpected happened. The characters in this book suddenly seemed to come alive in my head. Their words, conversations, fears, pasts, dreams, and emotions felt real. Writing this story stopped feeling like putting words together and started feeling like living alongside them. Through that experience, this world slowly came alive.

~ A M E L I A ~ It couldn’t be. What were the chances? The book I was looking at in the library a while back, which was all destroyed and unreadable, was also Everett’s favourite book and is a book that is widely hated. Things weren’t adding up. Shaking my head, ‘I don’t understand. If it’s a book of fiction, why do people hate it so much? Why can’t you have a fictional story of a female Alpha leader?’

Magia elemental – Elemental magic La historia de la magia – The history of magic Un testimonio de la cacería de la brujas en la Espana – A testimony of the witch-hunt in Spain Guía de brujas – Witch guide Libro de encantamientos – Book of spells Libro de los Muertos – Book of the dead Leyadas mágicas – Magical legends “Wow, they are beautiful.” Ximena says softly while raking her fingers along the spine of one of the books. “Yes and very old, so hands off.” Teresa swats her hand away and a smirk forms on my face. I meet Ximena’s glare and can’t help but widen my smile. I’m still her favorite. “Now Alpha, tell me what happened? Why did I have to take out these books?” Teresa cuts my staring c