4.4 Comprehension Quiz Novels & Stories

I asked as Marcus’s hand settled on my waist and he spun me into the opening steps of the dance. “Was what necessary?” Marcus asked with the kind of innocent expression that fooled absolutely no one. “The death glare Darius just gave that perfectly nice boy.” “Oh, that wasn’t a death glare,” Marcus said, spinning me again. “That was more of a ‘please reconsider your life choices’ glare. Death glares are much more intense.” “There’s a SCALE?” “Of course there’s a scale. Kael made a chart.” I glanced over at Kael, who gave me a thumbs up and mouthed “color-coded!”

My wolf trembled, wild and hungry, whispering: "Choose. Claim. Take." I clutched the edge of the bench, nails biting into stone, my breath shuddering out of me. Four wolves, half undressed, steam curling off their bodies, eyes glowing gold. The air was so thick with scent and heat it felt like a storm about to break.

*** Ready for more football with a visit from Killian? END OF PART ONE

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Fabian hit the floor like a dog face-planting in the dirt, groaning in pain. His lackey, Chester, grabbed a chair and swung it at me after seeing him getting hit. I dodged to the side, kicked him hard in the butt, and sent him crashing into the pile of wreaths. Fabian scrambled up from the ground with his fleshy face twisted in fury. “Are you tired of living, Mattie? Do you have any idea where the Jeffersons stand in Cirrus? Even having ten lives would not save you!” I curled my lips. There weren’t many people in this world who could take my life.

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One, two, three, four, ... Jay kept count of how many seconds she took to black out a circle. A, A, C, C, B, D, A, A, D, A. There's an alarming amount of As, but Jay is sure her answers are correct. She looked up from her answer sheet up at the clock right above the teacher's desk. Mr. Zallik isn't ask his desk, and there's eight minutes left for her to review her answers. Jay wants to ace this quiz, it's the first quiz of the semester, and she wants to make a statement.

🖤 ⸻ End of Chapter 44 To Be Continued…

The fourth book is the description that makes it visible. He looked at what he had written. He thought about the Thursday walk — the walk he had taken yesterday, the Thursday of the week he had read the section. He had walked the walk with the section in his mind, had felt what the section was describing, had recognized the walk as the walk the section was trying to make visible. The description had changed his perception of the walk. He had been walking the Thursday walk for thirty-one years. He had not known, until he read Don's section, what the walk contained.