"It wouldn't have been a good decision." Puck agreed. "Feel free to take a look and judge, if you must." he said with some feigned annoyance. For being from the same overall genre, the selection of books had been surprisingly varied, even if they were all fictional. It was a healthy mix of story types, stacked at seemingly random.

First up was For Your Heart, a cute "first love" setup in a generic modern city. Under that rested The Devil's Bride- a horror/romance. Then seemingly out of left field The witch at the center of the Universe- a mystery with some traces of romance, showing a regal magic user on a throne looking down at the viewer with a smirk, and finally Bard poems- volume 3, abridged.

Puck rolled his eyes. "It was very much a case of grabbing what I could find." He moved to check on the food, and nudged the parcel slightly to make sure it was heating evenly. "But they should work for my purpose."