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He collapsed on the sand, convulsing, the stench of urine carried far on the wind. The party crowd that had gathered to watch earlier stood rigidly, not daring to breathe. They finally understood something. The man they had laughed at as a kept husband was the head of the Thornes, someone they weren't even qualified to approach! I held Luke close and spoke gently. "Luke, don't be scared. I'm here. No one will ever bully you again. I promise." Luke clung to my neck and nodded hard, letting out a small, muffled sound.

I exclaimed, stepping back instinctively. The man laughed, a warm, easy sound that immediately made me relax. “Hey, it’s okay. You really don’t need to apologize.” I looked up—and froze slightly. He was young, probably in his mid-twenties, with messy blonde hair that fell in soft waves over his forehead. His eyes were a clear, bright blue, and when he smiled, they crinkled at the corners in a way that made him seem friendly, open, and—unintentionally—charming. He wasn’t intimidating or overbearing. He just looked… approachable, kind, effortless. Handsome without trying.

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Chapter No. 5 Nothing beats Ice-cream. Austin's POV: (Finally! The male protagonist's POV! Enjoy) Ugh..... This day is going spectacular for me....... Not! I just found out that there are rats in my company, my sister canceled my lunch reservation and made it in another place and to top things of one of favorite cars just got ruined by a fool! Just great just fucking great.

Her favorite by the writer. He was young, definitely younger than her, dressed in jeans with holes and a white linen shirt tucked in the front with a brown leather jacket over it. His hair was dark brown, almost black and hung in loose ringlets to his shoulders. He was wearing what looked like very expensive boots. He may have been the most beautiful man she had ever seen, in person. He glanced her way and his eyes met hers. They were so blue she was sure they were contacts. She was flushed, she could feel it. She looked down and started toward the other side of the shelf, trying to seem unaffected. She peeked through the books and noticed he was coming closer, still thumbing through the boo

As the altercation finally comes to an end, whispers could be heard amongst the bar patrons speaking about how much Sully looked like a bird flapping it's wings as they poke fun at Sully. Some laughter could be heard in what was just, a not so great situation, as the tension in the air begins to finally lift! "WHAT'S ALL THAT RUCKUS GOIN' ON OUTCHERE IM HEARING?" shouts an older man with a potent southern accent as he walks out from the office in the kitchen area. The man is in his late 70s with gray hair that can be seen sprouting from under his usual straw hat along with a long gray beard to match. Looking at him, you'd probably think he's wider than he is taller with his swole beer belly

Where had that thought come from? His full lips turned upward as he reached over and plucked a novel of the shelf and handed it to her. “Try this one.” Accepting the book, Victoria glanced at it. A well-muscled, shirtless man with a tool belt riding low on his waist graced the cover. “Naked Help,” she read, then chuckled as she placed it back on the shelf. “Not my thing.”

About an hour into the book I felt a presence behind, I jumped and turned around to see a man leaning in, he must've been reading the book over my shoulder, the man was leaning over the recliner with his elbows "Can I help you?" I asked a little angry, no one disturbs me when I'm reading, no one. The man stood straight up, he had brown hair, that was combed back, and brown eyes, wearing a black t shirt with black pants, he reminded me of Damon, he looked nothing like him, but he reminded me of him, he turned to look behind him, happy there was no one there, he turned, pointing to himself he spoke "You talking to me?" He asked as if that was weird, or something I noticed he also had a ring si

The gray-coated man quietly whispered, "It remembers you." Adrian stopped. "I've never seen this book." The stranger looked into his eyes. "No." "But it has seen you." A low hum filled the island. The first page slowly turned by itself. The second page... was completely blank. Not a single word. Not a single mark. Only a tiny sentence appeared at the bottom. Place your hand here. The First Reader immediately raised his voice. "Don't." "If the book accepts you..." "...there will be no turning back."