The Hated (Sleeping With Monsters Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
I peeked out, Joshan rescued me, and this time when he offered food I ate everything on the plate. The story I had finished was still rolling in my head just like the pearl – and I wanted to give chase. I had to know if the book was real – or just another fiction with enough reality to give it bite. The easiest way would be to find the Chamber of the Zaibann with my own eyes. Not my Zaibann’s chamber – but the one where he had come from, where the rest of them were stored. So when Beza returned to my room with a fresh dress for me, I sent her off to pack the three of us meals for our journey. We traveled in silence down the longest of the halls. I usually told my slaves about the stories I’d read, sometimes even going so far as to read to them myself – but there was something about Airelle’s that made me want to keep it hidden. It didn’t feel like her story – it felt like it was mine. Which was foolish, and I knew I only thought that because of how quickly I’d devoured the book.
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