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Lucas’s POV“Lucas!” Alex was gripping me tightly, trying to calm me down, and prevent me from damaging my hands which were pretty banged up already, but I couldn’t be controlled, not right now. I was a raging beast, ready to rip apart anything within my reach.“Take him outside. He can’t stay here. I’ll call you if any updates arrive” I heard mom tell Alex emotionally.“Come on, Lucas. Let’s go buddy” Alex said soothingly as he lifted me up with David supporting me from the other side.My voice got hoarse from all the screaming and growling and it became just raspy, low-pitched, whimpers full of pain, internal suffering, and heartbreak.I let them drag me without paying attention to where they were taking me.They sat me down on a wide bench outside the hospital and sat on either sides of me.“She’s the bravest girl I’ve ever met” said Alex sincerely next to me. I tore my gaze from the ground and looked sideways to see him staring at me intensely.“And because of that braveness, you
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Lucas’s POVI sit by her bed side for hours without moving. Holding her hand tightly, not willing to let her out of my sight. She slept the entire time, not moving by an inch. The doctor did say it will take a few hours for her to regain consciousness, but still, I worried.Each member of my family came inside briefly to check on us. My mom tried to get me to take some rest, go drink something warm, or eat something then come back. But I adamantly refused to move from my place.Eventually I made them all return to Snow. They were already tired and it was a very long day… for everyone.I promised them that I will call as soon as she wakes up to let them know.“Come on baby, don’t torture me further. Please… show me those magical blue eyes and that heart throbbing smile. Let me hear that angelic voice and extinguish the fire burning me alive” I whispered softly, in a pleading tone.I kissed her hand softly, over and over again, relishing in the warmth of her skin. I let my other hand pl
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Three Weeks LaterLucas’s POV“Angelina, you’re the purest angel that god has sent my way during my darkest moments. You’re the light that shined through the black hole that was enveloping my heart, the missing piece of my heart I didn’t even know I was missing until I met you. I never thought I would ever fall in love someday. It wasn’t within my plans. Mostly because I knew and accepted who I am, and I was sure that no girl can ever put up with my crazy, screwed up head and stick with me long enough to even fall in love with me. My heart instantly recognized you from the moment I laid eyes on you. I tried to deny it, push it away, hell I even thought my head got completely fried and that I went full on crazy because you awakened feelings in me that I’ve never felt before. It scared the hell out of me. And after I accepted that I was falling head over heels for you, after I embraced it and welcomed it because nothing felt better than those feelings you ignited in me, I was scared as
On The Border Epilogue
Five Years LaterLucas’s POVI wake up to the sound of my little munchkin Hope, sucking; or rather slurping, on her mother’s left nipple fervently while her deep blue eyes were gazing adorably at Angel.She takes breast feeding to a whole other level. This baby is as obsessed with her mother’s nipples almost as much as I am.At one year old, you’d think she would have started preferring real food over milk, but no. You don’t mess with her mother’s milk and keep her away from it or god help you, she will bite your head off, literally. I would know, she is my little girl after all. She has the same crazy genes all right. She keeps us on our toes all the freaking time, and she’s not even walking and talking yet.The same thing cannot be said about Isaac, Alex and Jenny’s son. He’s almost ten months old and you can already tell the chubby little bastard has his father’s tame and wise attitude. He’s an angel compared to my girl. But he also doesn’t take shit from anybody. You mess with him
On The Border Acknowledgement
My first thank you is always to you amazing readers. Your continuous support gives me so much encouragement to keep writing new books. I hope this book also reached your expectations and left a good impression in all of you. Like I always say, I really wrote the story right from the depth of my heart and put myself in all the characters’ places in order to convey the right feelings and words to reach you. I hope you were satisfied with how it ended, not just for Lucas and Angelina, but for the whole Snow family. Having said that, the end doesn’t always mean that there will be no story left to tell. Jacob Snow is as intriguing and complex as the rest of his brothers, if not more. It’s not certain for me yet, but I’m considering writing his story and starting it just before the events of the epilogue took place; specifically from the day he met, interviewed, and hired his personal assistant who’s secretly annoyed and exasperated with his stoic and harsh personality but is forced to pu
On The Border Prologue
“Do you, Alex Snow, take Jennifer Walker, to be your lawfully wedded wife? From this day forward, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?” the priest asked.My soon to be; in a couple of seconds, husband looks at me with the eyes of a beast, ready to rip me apart at any second as he says tightly “I do”Although he just vowed to take me as his wife, to hold, love and cherish, his ‘I do’ vowed something else entirely.It was an oath to make me suffer horribly at his hands.“Do you, Jennifer Walker, take Alex Snow, to be your lawfully wedded husband? From this day forward, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?”I look at him defiantly with my head held high, piercing him with my hatred and loat
On The Border Chapter 1
Jenny’s POVONE WEEK EARLIERI wake up to the sound of my father screaming in rage, followed by something smashing on the floor.It was such a typical way to wake up, like waking up to an alarm every morning. It became a daily routine in this house a long time ago.I close my eyes and curse inwardly. Another day god didn’t answer my prayer to take that man’s life in his sleep.There is always tomorrow, I thought with a sigh.I used to hate myself for praying for my father’s death every night. It made me feel like a bad person. But as the days passed, as I became certain he will never change into a better person, that feeling went away.I get up from the bed and head towards my bathroom.I stare at myself in the mirror for a long time, trying to recognize the person staring back at me. It wasn’t me. Or it wasn’t who I wanted to be. Why? Well, there are so many reasons that I don’t even k
On The Border Chapter 2
Jenny’s POVIf you Google type 1 diabetes you get this definition:A chronic condition in which the pancreas produces little or no insulin. Insulin is a hormone needed to allow sugar (glucose) to enter cells to produce energy.The exact cause of type 1 diabetes is unknown. Usually, the body’s own immune system; which normally fights harmful bacteria and viruses, mistakenly destroys the insulin-producing cells in the pancreas. Other possible causes include genetics or exposure to viruses and other environmental factors.I, personally, blame it on those other environmental factors, namely living in this depressing town with a sick twisted father.Treatment focuses on managing blood sugar levels with insulin, diet and lifestyle to prevent complications.After that life altering discovery, my once empty night stand, became filled with different insulin pens, pen needles, alcohol wipes, a glucometer, and snacks.I became fully
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