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If you enjoyed this book, I’m sure you’ll also like the following titles: Wind Chill by Patrick Rutigliano—What if you were held captive by your own family? Emma Rawlins has spent the last year a prisoner. The months following her mother’s death dragged her father into a paranoid spiral of conspiracy theories and doomsday premonitions. But there is a force far colder than the freezing drifts. Ancient, ravenous, it knows no mercy. And it’s already had a taste . . .

she distastefully eyed the bored model. "It's alright Elaine. " I assured her "I'll take it from here."she nodded and left,giving to me a frown of disapproval. "Flame" I said after Elaine egressed and closed the door. "Flame. " I sighed again, gritting my teeth. "Why are you here? You know I do not tolerate such nonsense. " "Baby I was feeling really horny. " she purred rubbing her palm on the front of my pants,shoving me against the desk. "Wasn't the other perfect Sebby? It was as if we made love for the first time. "

“Okay, so what should we do today?" “Uhm,our bucket list? We've done the makeover, what's next?". ”Uhm…". Malison pulled out her book. ”Making new cool friends." She read. “You wrote them down?". I asked ”Yes, why?". “Nothin". I shrugged. “So how do we go about this one?". “Last time we talked about we talked about improving our confidence, which I guess, we did in a weird way, or didn't we?".

She smiled broadly. "Huh?! Look, Grandma! This lowly woman is really weak even now! You're dope, Steffy! And, I’m gagging! Where's the strong and rebellious Steffy that I know? Has she turned into an ass after marrying a Deep PocketsーLexus?! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Alexa laughed, followed by Daisy's laughter. Both of them looked dead pleased to have channeled their anger toward Stella. "You don't know who I am? If I told you to throw away those books, then throw 'em away! Because my words are the absolute truth that everyone should follow."

I'm obviously here to prevent her from freezing, not hurt her! "You're so weird..." I mutter to myself before forcefully pulling Emelie against me. Her head lands between my bicep and my chest, with her nose hovering right over my nipple. "Better?" "I...uhh..." Her heart rate is through the roof, so I roll my eyes and say, "Just because I'm doing this for you doesn't mean we are friends or chill...I'm just saving you from the cold, okay?" Emelie doesn't respond but lifts her head to meet my eyes. Hers are a dark brown, and when her lips curl into a shy smile, my cock twitches inside of my boxers—what the actual fuck?

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2 months later. I am sitting at the library reading my favorite book, Devil in the Winter by Lisa Kleypas. Cherry is not here yet. I have no idea what's going on with her. She has been quieter and jumpier. I hope she's okay; she never tells me anything anymore. She is always late for class and at home. I am starting to worry about her. Every time Wade is around and staring at her, she looks down, folding her hands by her side with a scared look on her face but also with a blush.

Behaving as if they were the only two people in the room, Daniella reached down to Luke and said, "I do! I spent 150 million dollars on you. I wouldn't do that for someone I don't like!" He was blushing furiously when he crawled out from under the table. He scoffed and said, "Did you see that? I'm willing to give myself to any other woman except you. Someone like you doesn't deserve me!" Luke had always known exactly which buttons to push to rile me up. He behaved the same way in my past life. If I made him slightly upset by asking him not to mingle with Janice too much, he would immediately seek out a few women and take many intimate photos with them to provoke me.

Book 2 Chapter 21 Chloe’s POV I escape the party crowd, heading toward a quiet corner for a moment to catch my breath. It’s exhausting being here, watching Mendy flaunt herself in front of everyone as if she owns the place. I feel like I’m standing on a shaky cliff, waiting for the inevitable plunge into chaos. My instincts are screaming at me to stay alert, to be prepared, but for what, I’m not entirely sure.

Then a staff member touched her arm. The moment vanished. Lena smiled. Turned away. And continued walking. --- By dusk they retreated. Nobody argued. Nobody wanted to stay. The place crawled under their skin. The false peace. The manufactured contentment. The smiles. God. The smiles. --- The bookshop basement was unusually quiet when they returned. People gathered around the central table. Waiting. Watching. Hoping. Bea hated being the one who had to speak first. She rubbed her hands over her face.

"Just wait. One head cold, and Killian will turn into the biggest whiner you've ever met. I swear, it's an inverse proportion! Toughness to whining? Negative correlation all the way." “Gee, I can hardly wait.” We burst into laughter, the tension of the afternoon dissolving. Then, hand in hand, we set off on a run through the sun-dappled woods. By the time we returned, Chester was blissfully napping, and Killian was gone, already inspecting the oil spill site. Alone in the sitting room, I perused the stack of books Julie had lent me. Choosing a thick volume of romantic suspense set in a bygone era, I curled up on the sofa, ready to lose myself in a world far removed from pack politics and oil spills.

“I love to read them as much as I can. All of them were limited editions that I can’t afford to buy right now. Whose books are these anyway? Don’t tell me you love reading this?” “Come on, are you kidding me? That was so gay. Paperbacks were not my thing. Those were Chloe’s.” Chloe again? I felt like losing my appetite in reading just by hearing the name. How deep is their relationship? Why are Chloe’s books here in this villa? “Alright! Just enjoy the paperbacks. Call me or the servants if you need anything.” Raylie stepped away and joined the other males at their game. I don’t feel like reading it anymore. But the teaser and the cover was really enticing. I can’t put down the paperback.

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Jeremy’s dark and cold expression changed. Clearly, he was convinced by what Joy said. “You’re really smart, Bae. I’m too impatient. I’ll do whatever you say. I’ll execute the plan when you say it’s time.” Then, they started shamelessly dirty talking. I hurriedly turned off the security footage, cradled my chest, leaned over the toilet bowl, and gagged. My eyes burned with such rage that they became bloodshot. I turned on the water tap and dunked my head into the water-filled basin. The feeling of asphyxiation made my head clear up.

Chloe shut the book with a sharp snap, her mouth slightly open and her pulse racing. For a second, she just sat there on the couch, fanning herself with the edge of the page. “Oh my God, that was so hot. Like… are you kidding me? Cecilia, girl, what did I just read?”

Chilli POV My surroundings fall away as all my attention is on her! All I can think of is her, dead at my paws lying in a pool of blood. My body is numb, I am yet to feel the devastation of losing lil.... my ange... her. I know I can not let those thoughts and feelings in, not right now because if I did, I fear knowing deep down, it will break me, cripple me as I'd fall to pieces, so, for now, I close off all feelings and emotions regarding to ... it, and purely focus on killing the bitch cowering before me. With each step I get closer, the more I can smell her fear and panic as I ignore the nagging feeling in the back of my head that this could be a trap, that surely this evil woman would have some sort of plan, that this couldn't be it. But I don't care, I've lost everything, and my life is basically over, what do I have left to lose? I feel a screaming presence in my mind as if someone or thing is fighting for my attention, and the more I ignore it the louder it gets. Unable to bear it any longer, I give in and let Elias's words in, 'CHILLI!' He screams as the voice does too, then it tells me,

Sadly, she herself isn't a bit interested in any rumors. "You know what guys, I never really like that Natalia Keller yesterday!" their other receptionist, Sunshine, that came from Farris' also said. "She is so full of herself, so what if she owns half of KI? Or if she is a Keller? Does it give her a right to act like a total bitch?" she then added.

Just because he treated her better didn’t mean she was special. Bree smiled at Chelle and tapped her shoulder. “I’ll get ready. What should I bring? A bikini? Isn’t your house near the beach?” “Oh! I want that bikini, girl! Bring plenty! You should flaunt that beauty of yours, not hide it under clothes,” Chelle said, pouting again. Chelle was the more liberated of the two, even though she grew up in the province. She had often told Bree she should show off her body. Bree felt shy because she wasn’t used to having people see her skin. But now, she felt ready.

I lowered my head and realized that at some point her face had already turned bright red. It was probably because of everything I had been doing. She looked a little flushed and out of sorts, lifting her pale hand to her chest. The skin visible above her collar was damp with even more sweat than before. Phoebe wiped the sweat away with her hand, which only made her look even more alluring. Watching her like that, I almost lost control of myself. Unfortunately, the space was far too cramped. I tried shifting a little to make room, but the crowd just pushed me right back.

Richie suddenly felt guilty again when he accidentally saw the scratch on Sharlynn's forehead when she bumped into the table leg when he accidentally pushed her. Richie embraced Sharlynn's face suddenly and made the woman a little surprised. However, Richie realized that Sharlynn felt a chill from the subtle vibrations of the woman's body. "Sharlynn, say something. Are you okay?" asked Richie in a panicked tone. "I'm fine, just feeling a little cold," Sharlynn answered honestly. Despite being on the outskirts of the forest, Richie admitted that the night air felt very cold. Richie decided to take one more blanket that was hanging on the chair next to him. He deliberately did this in case he felt cold as the night wore on.