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Opening the pages and focusing on nothing but the words which it contained. When I finally pulled myself from the fictional world, it had gone quiet outside. I had no idea what time it was. With no windows, it was impossible to know if it was morning or not. I should have gotten up to get my phone but reading had completely zapped my energy. I laid the book on the table beside me and switched the little lamp off. Knowing that I would probably not be out of the basement before daybreak, I rolled over and started trying to get some sleep.

Cassie said while trembling with want. "Good, don't forget it again," he warned, oh, so serious. He caressed her ass again before whipping it with the gold whip he had in his hand. Cassie opened her mouth to scream but was cut short by his tongue on her clit, his hands on her now red ass. She was too shocked to utter a word, so she did the next best thing, bite on the pillow. His tongue was fast, slow, fast, slow, such a sweet assault. And when she thought he was finally going to let her cum, he withdrew his tongue, leaving her high and frustrated. She let out a manly growl and he chuckled loudly.

‘Nope’ I yelled back, my eyes not leaving the sight of books, I walked past but then stopped, something grazed from my fingers, I stepped back and tried to find what it was, it felt like something pricked on my finger. ‘I felt too, something very strong touched me’ Irene mumbled, my eyes anxiously looking for it again when they locked at one book. ‘Legacy of White Wolf’ I quietly murmured those words and water gathered in my eyes as if something stung into it. The emotions right now were foreign, I was unable to understand them, but they were overwhelming. My hand was tracing the title.

I leaned in,my voice jovial as I spoke to Eric while seated at the table "I mean, have you ever noticed how some words just sound wrong when you say them out loud? Like 'Chthonic ' or ‘Cacophony'?" Eric chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Totally! And don't even get me started on 'phlegm'." I giggled. "Right? It's like our brains are lying to us or something" As we laughed, Eric pointed to the bookshelf behind us. "Speaking of weird words, have you seen the title of the author's latest book? 'A Whispering Wisteria'?" "Ooh, that sounds interesting! I love wisteria, it's such a hidden gem. And that title is bomb! Makes me want to flip through the pages so badly”

Grisella POV I put full concentration into typing my new novel. Language for a language I assembled to form a sentence to create an exciting plot. Even though I'm writing the latest genre, it doesn't feel that heavy though there are still some ambiguities. Suddenly I heard a howling wolf. I was stunned, looking towards the forest from behind my bedroom window.

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Now, this mystery is solved! "Yes." Daniel frowned. "I heard about Delilah's novel being questioned. People seemed to say her content was contradictory, and there was opposition to her winning awards with an unfinished novel!" "Yeah." Maisie continued. "'Whirling Lights' has reached its ninth part but still hasn't concluded. Many fans are speculating about the ending, but no one can guess it!" "Because that wretched woman lacks the brains to write it!" Whitney cursed furiously. "Her fabricated plot has holes everywhere! She doesn't understand how to write a suspense novel! There are logical inconsistencies from the beginning to the end. She probably can't figure out an ending!

Slowly, she stepped back, but the bus just waited, its entrance gaping open like a whale ready to swallow her whole. Willa wasn’t stupid. She knew danger when she saw it. “Hey…” she screamed, but nothing came out. Her voice didn’t go beyond her ears. At only twenty-one, she had become the most sought-after ghostwriter in the country. Platforms like Ellalux, Febnovel, and even the mighty master of webnovels, Koodnovel, had sought her services. Known as the horror-story specialist, she crafted dignified deaths, haunted struggles, and glorified survivals.

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