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Once the small talk was over, Jedidiah suddenly asked Adrian, "How are the preparations for the visit to the Fords coming along?" "They are all done," Adrian replied. Jedidiah nodded before adding, "Bring me the list of gifts later." It wasn't that he didn't have trust in Adrian—the thing was, he cared about the upcoming visit far too much. After all, they would be visiting the home of Adrian's future in-laws. Adrian knew what Jedidiah meant. "Okay." "What's the outcome on the batch of products concerning Hawke Group?" Upon hearing Jedidiah bring that topic up, Hector felt his fingers freeze immediately.

I was about to knock on the door but I hesitated. The interview, it was a lie. I didn't hear great things about the Alpha of Night Shade Pack. All I know was that his name was Alpha Blake Rowell. His luna died two years ago in a fire, leaving him with a newborn baby. That's all I know. Would he know that I lied? My heart won't stop thumping in my chest and I looked down again at my attire. Would he not approve of it? I have seen other applicants walk in in heels and skirts stopping above the knee. I wouldn't want to lose this job just because I didn't wear any heels!

I stood just outside the ceremony hall, heart pounding. My beautiful white wedding gown flowed around me like a dream. In two minutes I would walk down the aisle to marry Jack. But Stepdaddy had other plans. Victor pulled me into a small side room moments before the music started. Without saying a word, he pushed me against the wall, yanked my gown up, and slid a thick, egg-shaped vibrator deep into my already dripping pussy. “Stepdaddy… no,” I whispered, but my voice was weak with need.

Zoe continued, "I only missed the wedding because Jaiden was ill. I didn't show up because it was an emergency." Jaiden stepped in front of me, cutting off my exit. "Please don't be mad at Zoe, Waylon. It's my own fault for being so sickly and ruining your wedding…" Upon hearing that, Zoe laughed mockingly at me. "I never realized that you were so petty, Waylon. It's just a wedding ceremony; it's not like we're legally married. Do you really have to conspire with your father to withdraw capital from Sutherland Group just to make me give in?"

she growls before slapping me again. “My parents and Diego have nothing to do with your father! Stop blaming them!” I shout, even though my head throbs from the impact. “Tell her, Dad,” Tiffany says, stepping back, letting Mr. Wedge speak. "What an innocent girl you are," Mr. Wedge says, gripping my chin harshly. "Your parents and I were business rivals. I sent Tiffany to befriend you, to watch the Hendersons. But she failed. And now, because of your parents and that bastard husband of yours, I’ve lost everything."

Suit pouted childishly at Anderson, and continued, “Do we have a deal, Mr. Anderson?” Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive ten stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation.

"Can I swipe the card as I desire? I've never used such a card before, let alone seen it. I thought those were fake details in a novel. "Alright, I'll you then. But you can't tell anyone else!" Wendy stood straight and pulled on the collar of her T-shirt. Yves was shocked and quickly took two steps back. He hugged himself and said, "What are you doing? I don't sleep around!" Wendy's eyes widened. She looked inexplicably cute. "Didn't you want to know why I'm fine after getting hit by a bullet? I'm showing you my bulletproof vest.

She shifted in her seat uncomfortably. "Um. Well, it was a gift and he wanted you to always have a piece of him" she lied. "Okay, I heard a story. A werewolf married a human, Terra. He was known as Supreme Genzzi. Now I want to believe those names don't have anything to do with my parents?" I asked again. How can she lie to me now that she obviously knows everything? "What kind of a movie is that?" She smiled. "This house belongs to my father! Why are you lying to me!?" I shouted. I was done with her lies. She is still lying to my face.

I requested. If I am going to escape at some point, I have to be able to move around... I am going to get out of here whether he likes it or not, and it's going to be soon. "That's a smart choice, I can do that." He brought out a key for him pocket and he unlocked all the chains. My wrist hurts but it's the least of my worries. I sat up on the bed and I rested my back against the headboard. "I know all of this is strange to you and you are confused but I can tell you for a fact that you will fall in love with me sooner than you think and I, Diablo with be your fucking husband."

One day, when I woke up from my nap, I felt a familiar hand holding mine—it was rough and broad. Then, I saw Luke slipping a wedding ring onto my finger. It was a ring that I had sold back then. A vibrant bouquet stood on my nightstand too, and the aroma of lilies filled the room. Luke said, "Today's our wedding anniversary, and I promised you that we'd spend it together. See, Wendy? I kept my promise. I'm giving you back the old Luke you used to know. Please don't leave, okay?" The ring hung loosely on my finger. I was nothing but skin and bones now, so it could no longer bind me.

This wasn’t just a wedding. This was a reclamation. A choice, for safety, for family, for love that didn’t hurt. We kissed. It wasn’t dramatic. It wasn’t staged. It was quiet. Warm. Real. Like finally closing a book that had stayed open too long. After, there was laughter. Applause. People hugging. Ester wouldn’t stop crying. “You did it,” she kept saying. “You made it.” Gabriel grabbed Alessandro's finger as Alessandro picked him up, kissed his knotted hair, as he spoke

situations like the snake that landed on your bed that day we camped on the beach. It resulted from the military and other intelligence training I had which I kept away from you to protect you and also fulfil the secrecy obligation demanded by my work.Your dad was such a lovely caring person then and we often carried out assignments together.He wasn't into drugs then and loved you two kids with all his heart. He however began to change after one botched operation. He had been given orders to blow up a vehicle containing two hardened criminals who possed a security risk to the country. Letting them live was out of the question because they had acquired certain information which endangered the security of the country if exposed. The instruction was to wipe them off the face of the earth. You dad traced their movements and finally managed to place a timed explosive device in their vehicle at a time they we're expected to be alone. Their vehicle blew up that late night as expected but there was one hitch. Our intelligence picked up hadn't made us aware that these criminals were to kidnap a little girl as part of their operation that night. This little sweet girl was tied up in the back seat of their car when your dad attached the timed explosive device under the car

A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real. "I know her now. She was my bride in my dream." Daniel then got up from his bed and he was excited when he finally remembered that woman. He got his journal from his drawer and then tried to discover his note about his wedding dream. He tried to remember what month he wrote it. "I had that dream in the summer, so it should be around June and August," said Daniel while opening his journal. He began to find out the journal's divider in June and read one by one of his notes, but he didn't find any dream about marriage.

I felt my breath hitch, he couldn't be mocking me, right? I opened my mouth to promise anything unseasonable before he held up his hand, "But I might as well earn something, there's just so much you can do with a kind heart. Sentinels! I, Jordon Segal, arrest Harte Moon's authority and take the Pack under custody at the command of the King." As he said so, several men jumped into the ditch hole from behind him and chaos ensued. 'King...? Was a freaking royalty involved?!'

He eased the flap open and peered in. All four of the young lads who had come along were seated on the fur in front of Eleanor, facing the canvas wall. Breagha was holding up a lantern behind Eleanor, just illuminating her hands. Eleanor was whispering a story to them and using her hands to make images on the canvas walls, as though they were pictures in a book of stories. Fann settled down on the outside of the tent to watch the story unfold. He had no sooner settled down than Eleanor looked over and caught his eyes on her. She smiled at him and went back to the story. It wasn’t one he had heard before, not that he knew many children’s tales. Something about a sick old lion and a wise young fox. A moment ago had it not been a tale beasts and birds and bats? He was certain those had been the images she was making when he’d arrived. It took only a few more minutes for him to realize she was reciting a series of very short fables for them. They were quite fun to listen to. No doubt she knew several score of them, but it sounded as though her voice was beginning to trouble her. She wasn’t fully healed after all. “I think that is enough for tonight,” Fann said from his perch at the door before she began the next story. “My lady wife’s voice sounds strained and you will all need to be well rested my morn.”

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.

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I'd never told him, and he never bothered to ask. Dante quickly stopped a hotel employee and asked, "Which ballroom did Nina Ford book?" The employee checked the list before replying, "It was ballroom three, but…" Frowning, the employee continued, "Ms. Ford called us up two weeks ago to cancel the booking. She said the wedding ceremony had been canceled." Dante froze. The wedding had been canceled? At that moment, he felt as though his world had come crashing down.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.