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The book they were reading, lay on the floor, forgotten. "I don't know," He whispered sadly, "he thinks you make me weak. He's a sexist." She burst into tears. Her fears were coming into play. Yes, she had been scared and terrified at all the events that took place but it hadn't affected her because he was with her. Her greatest fear was losing him and it was happening. Luca wanted to tear them apart.

I couldn’t bear to think about what state she might be in otherwise. “This one says the one without a wolf will carry earth-shattering power.” Davin selected a different book from the pile and set it down between us. I picked it up and flicked through it, wrinkling my nose at the smell of old leather and dust. “The Wolfless, as it goes on to call such a person, will be used and abused, and in the wrong hands their power will destroy the not only the Wolven Realms, but the human lands as well.”

I stupidly ask and he doesn’t answer. We spend a few seconds simply looking into each other’s eyes and I can feel that even if our pain is different, they’re also quite similar. Keelan doesn’t want to live, me I want to live but I’m tired of having to fight against my demons; most of the days they are winning the war and I simply have to curl myself into a small ball and endure all the guilt, the regret, the self loathing, the grief.

So far, this book's story is progressing greatly, with all our unique characters and their different personalities. Tell me, who is your worst character? Who is your least bad character? And who is your best character? And do you think that Mr Rodriguez is going to die? Let me hear all your guesses, and see who got it right in the end (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠).

It was the best kind of job for me, I loved it and I got paid weekly, enough to eat, after my first paycheck, I had spent a full week starving, I tried to ask for my money beforehand but my boss who’s the meanest person ever, said no. How could such a cold hearted person be responsible for one of the best places in the world! There was no sleeping with a storm outside, I was up most of the night, I was up early and ready to go to work, I was slipping but pushed it down as I got out of her car and quickly walked over to the bookstore. I walked over to the children's books area, I was thankful no one was around as I sat down in a beanbag after grabbing a few books to read.

Well she has a point though. We get to our lockers. I put the used book and get the book I needed to the last class we have for this day which is History. Oh how I love history! "Ugh history is the worst! " they both said and I rolled my eyes. "What's the worst in history? You guys never listened to one of them, so why say it is the worst? " "It's boring. " they said and I just rolled my eyes for their being lazy. "Ask whatever you say. " I said and they both chuckled.

~ 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?’

Nina never imagined that saving her family would come at the cost of her freedom. When her father’s company falls into financial ruin, Nina discovers that the only way to save everything her family has built is through an arranged marriage with the one man she has spent years despising—billionaire Alex Sterling. Alex is arrogant, cold, and infuriatingly impossible to read. Their history is filled with arguments, rivalry, and enough resentment to last a lifetime. Now, they are expected to become husband and wife. Neither of them wants this marriage. Alex makes it clear that he has no intention of falling in love with his new wife, while Nina refuses to let a marriage contract cont

A twenty-one-year-old student crushing on the thirty-something librarian who probably saw me as just another noisy undergrad. But here I was, down in the basement stacks at almost eleven, surrounded by dusty shelves and dim overhead lights. Mr. Kane had come down to help me find one last obscure history text. We were deep in the back when everything went black. The lights cut out with a loud pop. The air conditioning hummed to a stop. Total silence. “Shit,” I muttered, gripping the book in my hands tighter. “Power outage?” Mr. Kane’s voice came from a few feet away, calm as always. “Looks like it. The whole building probably. Stay still for a second. Don’t trip over the carts.”

Melanie couldn't bear it anymore, so she shouted out, "This book is terrible, who wrote it." Mr Freddy, brought the book close to his face then read outloud, "Howard McDonald." "Terrible name." Adam said. "Agreed." The class yeld. "Its no wonder his books are terrible." They agreed. "Then why do people read it." Daniel asked. Mr Freddy, just smiles and gently replies, "Why else, to argue of course. Oh come on, no one likes this book, they just like arguing about it." No one was surprised about this, if more than half of the class including the teacher hated this book then the possibility of the world hating the book was high.