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His downfall is destined by the Gods. Pucha is weird! Does this mean Cayden will be defeated and fall? Eight months? Wait, that's almost here... Today is already the 7th month. But shit, this book is written like what? Years ago? Why am I affecting this book? And as it says here, mythology right? That means it's not true. Aish, why did I even read this? So I just closed the book and just looked at the front but my eyes just widened.

I was. “You'll have access to the island,” I finally said. “You can bring the people you trust. But the rules are mine.” Harris took a deep breath, thought about my words for a moment before extending his hand forward again, “Then, we have a deal.” I looked down at his hand for a moment before looking up at him. Then, I smiled and shook his hand, “We have a deal.” His grip tightened around mine, and for the first time since I had woken up seven days before the apocalypse, I felt like I wasn't carrying everything alone.

I said. "Seven days," Axel confirmed. "And then what?" I asked. "Then we survive," Axel said. "Like we always do." I wanted to believe him. Wanted to trust that we'd make it through this. But seven days felt like nothing. Seven days until the Bratva came. Seven days until everything fell apart. Seven days to live like tomorrow wasn't guaranteed. I pulled Axel back to his room. Locked the door. "Em-" he started. "Seven days," I interrupted. "We have seven days. I'm not wasting them." I kissed him. And this time, no one interrupted.

The sun had crept higher, turning the cabin’s single room gold and warm. Heather hadn’t moved from David’s arms yet. She stayed pressed against his chest, listening to the slow thud of his heart, trying to decide if the quiet felt like peace or just the eye of another storm. Seven days.

He pulls out a small black notebook and hands it to me. I take it, my fingers brushing his. The cover is worn, like he's opened it hundreds of times. I flip through the pages. Rows and rows of dates and times. Some gaps are short. Twenty-three minutes. Others are hours. A whole afternoon. Four episodes in one week. My stomach twists into a vicious knot, the kind that steals your breath and leaves acid crawling up your throat. "Mars..." I look up. He's hunched forward, his elbows digging into his knees. His broad shoulders slump under an invisible weight, and his eyes—those usually fierce, commanding eyes—stay glued to the floor, hollow and unblinking.

"Naomi too." "One woman once went thirteen days without water, though the average is about three. You're tough. I think you can handle another day or two before it gets really serious." I don't answer him. Conserving my energy is more important right now than making conversation with a monster like Frank. He's just playing games anyways. If he allowed it, he could have three or more Warriors just come in here, hold me down, and let them do whatever they wanted with me. But he won't do that. He's purposely waiting for me to give up, because he gets some sick pleasure from this.

it's mafia book ,with pain betrayl , twist and cliffhangers, you will surely enjoy the book. Read with some jazz music on. hope you enjoy it. "lets see your hate for me wins or my love for you wins " "This 365 days will a hell for you my love " "This 365 days will be haven for my husband " "AUGUST 1" *daily updates* Chapters start from next page hd hc hv hb ih ii 9ib uv bv yi vi yc ug 8g ni 8o go hi uh no 8g ou n8o df gh bh bh gv c fr ft fg vg v vg vg gy gy gy

We reached the east wing. Two guards stood outside a room. One of them opened the door. Inside, a man sat tied to a chair. His face was bruised, but he was conscious. He lifted his head when we entered. His eyes immediately found Luca. Then moved to me. His expression changed. He stared at me for several seconds. Then whispered, “She's alive.” I froze. Luca stepped in front of me. “Who are you?” The man laughed weakly. “I've been waiting twenty years to see her.”

“You’re biting more than you can chew, Elyra. But get ready to have a taste of your own medicine. It’s going to be a really long ride.” I stared at the note, then read it again a third time. My chest felt tight. The living room suddenly seemed too quiet, and the ticking clock on the wall somehow sounded louder than usual. I stood there frozen in the middle of the room, the paper trembling slightly in my hand. Seven days. That was all I had left. Only seven days until the event. Seven days until everything I had spent months building either changed my life forever, or collapsed completely. I swallowed hard. Every confirmed order, every late night, everything I had worked for sat seven days aw