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I asked her as i rubbed my palms together and she nodded before pulling me into her for a hug. "Of course, Wu" She whispered into my ears before pulling me away to give me a kiss. "We're in a graveyard" I teased before she playfully took me by my hands to run, our legs digging into the snowy grounds as she smiled. And then i threw one final glance at the book that almost took eternity to write and looking at the boldened title from afar— VAMP —i smiled, because this was the story of us. And not just because it was finally my big break but also because i knew she would love it. Afterall, you did. THE END.

Amy said, “She said, ‘I can explain. Please confirm that this is Zandrew Abe and please confirm that you also have a sister who has a boyfriend that got beaten up by you so I can be sure.’” “Woah. How the heck does she know all those stuff about me?” “I’ll say that you confirm so she can explain already.” “okay.” Type, type, type, send. Pause… Ding! “How can she reply that fast!?” Amy questioned, “Nevermind uh, she said, ‘I just got the same message a day earlier, and it seemed as strange as this. But it was by a girl who was named Layla Bergin and I chatted first because I saw her article about another girl who can control water. She said in the last sentence that she has the same problem a

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“I, say your name,” Liam instructed. While in front of her colleagues, Amber reluctantly raised her right hand. She was there to win the little boy’s heart. She dared not question his intent. She smiled, following Liam, “I, Amber Lum.” “Do solemnly swear that I will wholeheartedly offer gifts and snacks of any kind to Liam Wright,” Liam continued.

thought Amanda. Adam then gave him a parchment. Amanda frowned as she read the parchment. "What are these numbers and words? Journal? Accountancy? Asset? balance sheet? Capital? Cash flow? What's this?" she thought. Adam caught Amanda's confused expression, "You don't understand? It's just a simple Journal that any cowherd can do. Are you more-"

Aivan grabbed my wrist and I just let him take me while I'm watching the so-called clutter they were cleaning up. /W.W/ A/N: English is not my forte in writing novel so please bear at meee! */cries. Also, I'm really trying my beeest! */cries more. Kindly follow me hehe. That would make me happy! Watch the ads to unlock the chapters if you don't want to buy coins hehe. Mwah!

Planning to attack me or my family again? *** Third Person's POV Amber was tossing on her bed from time to time but she was not at all feeling sleepy even after a tiring day. And she finally picked up her phone to message Alex before sleeping. . #TBC

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One hand clamped over my mouth while the other tried to pin me down. "You're mine," he snarled, his voice threaded with something like obsession. "You won't get away." I twisted and kicked until my limbs burned, but he barely seemed to notice. His weight held me down, steady and terrifying. "Let me go, you bastard!" I spat, panic sharpening each syllable. My eyes caught the lamp on the bedside table. It was a heavy metal thing with a solid base. Adrenaline blurred the edges of everything. I grabbed it by the neck, wrenched it free from its socket, and raised it like a weapon.

So guess what, My luck finally came when we are both assigned to work on a project in pairs for English class and unfortunately I had been paired up with none other than Ava the hot girl. Damn you cant know how happy I was that at least I will be with this psycho bitch. So we had been looking through the books in the library to find some on our chosen topic, and dude, this girl took off her goggles and ubuttoned her shirt her cleavages were revealing. I can’t concentrate man it’s too disturbing to see those cleavages but still I gat to be a man so I followed her lead to the corner of the library where history books are stacked and rarely checked.