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Damn door needs oil again. First Lily, our gamma's daughter, walks in. Her black passion twisted hairstyle bounced against her radiant black skin, as she skips to my line. Next Nathen walks in. As a delta of the pack Adam placed him outside to make sure every wolf came in safely and orderly. I guess he forgot the orderly part. "Nathan is walking in, that means this is it" Adam notes, almost sounding relieved that there isn't anymore foot traffic. Just when I began to think Nathan was about to close the door, he pauses and opens the door a little more, making way for who ever was behind him.

Escaping from being sold to a druglord by my own gumbling, drunkard father, felt like it was the end of my life, the betrayal was deep, but the last thing i imagined when i escaped to hide in Spain was Mitchell Matamoros. The most eligible, handsome, and richest man in town. The most handsome being I've ever laid eyes on. He's my boss, he's brutal, and he's a cold bastard who doesn't do love. The last thing i should have done was to fall in love with him because it almost ruined my life. Now, now i have to run & hide, but nobody runs from Mitchell Matamoros just like that.

Kays laughs, and I settle comfortably against his chest and begin my story: “Evening fatigue settles on the shoulders like an unbearable weight. Gently swaying, and unpleasantly jolting over potholes, the passengers in the overcrowded minibus sat in gloomy silence, counting the stops until theirs…” _________ Thank you to everyone who read my book. I’m truly grateful to you all. If you enjoyed this story, please join me in reading the second book set in this world. It’s Fisa’s story and is titled When Fate Changes Plans.

Wiping his hands on his pants, he tried again and was able to dial 911. As he waited for the call to connect, his eyes roamed the library, darting here and there, anywhere but at Harold. He noticed some books had been knocked off a nearby bookcase, a scattering of anthologies. Yet among them, he spotted his own name. A copy of his novel Dead Don’t Dance. It shouldn’t be here, he kept all his author copies in his office out in the carriage house. “This is 911. What is the nature of your emergency?”

she finally muttered. Oh, yeah. Yesterday, it made sense. Shawn thought, "What a small world indeed." But he never saw her there. He would surely recognize and notice this beauty. The woman mumbled as he watched her lips, "Well, small world, that and the suitcase in the overhead. You accidentally left it yesterday in the children's playroom." She glanced at the passengers seated across the aisle. His, she knew, was the most expensive and luxurious amongst the hello kitty bags and her red ordinary suitcase.

I closed the wardrobe and then locked it with my little key, I'm gonna be keeping my secret stuffs in there, my books, a diary I don't even use no more and then some painting of I and Amelia I made myself, I'mma store them all there, that way they're safe. " Hi " I heard a tiny voice behind me. I flinched a little as I turned to the girl who is my roommate. " I'm Amy, what's your name? " She asked as she stretched a handshake. I shook hands with her with a raised brow. " Amy? Like Amelia in full? " I asked but she shook her head. " No, just Amy " She replied with a smile as I let go of hands. I think I like her already, she has a cute smile, not 'cause of the cute smile obviously but 'cause

Maybe it was time for us to go home before my wild hormones made me lose control… “Yeah. Everything’s perfect. Just the way it’s supposed to be.” Dearest readers, Thank you for reading my book. I hope you enjoyed it. If you'd like to stay updated with my upcoming work, follow me on Înstågrãm and Fãcébòók. My penname on both is Author Eve Peters. I would appreciate if you would join me because I will keep my books completely free until the last chapter is uploaded on a free reading platfÎrm.

So, To anyone confused or who doesn't know whats going on, Goodnovel is having issues with FB and Googleplay and as a result, authors are having to modify their work its not pulled from the app. The title has been changed and the words have been ce*cord. It was either this or lose my book. Im sorry with * in the middle of words annoys you, but it's literally out of my control. I hope you can all understand x enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter One

Neither believed it. They cooked together naked under thrown-on robes. Watched old movies on his laptop battery. Argued over whose turn it was to add wood to the fire, only to end up fucking on the rug in front of it. The outside world ceased to exist. There was only snow and firelight and the addictive slide of skin on skin. Until the text came. Cade’s phone buzzed on day five—miraculously still had one bar of service. He read it aloud in a flat voice:

“We improvise it live.” Pauly handed her a slim, battered paperback—Mockingbird, cover worn, pages gutted to hold a wafer-thin transceiver and a micro-SD slot. “Your new copy. Same weight as the real one. Press the title twice if you’re burned; it wipes your last three hours and plays an audiobook. Press the author twice and it pings us with location.” She slid the book into her tote without looking. “And if I press the spine?” “It complains about being objectified,” Pauly said.