Anne Novels & Stories

She lowered her head, ready to help Aaron do the next round of artificial respiration, he suddenly opened his eyes, "Answer the phone." However, Ada Wood can't stop anymore. Her soft lips fall on the sexy thin lips of Aaron. She opens her eyes and looks at the magnified handsome face of Aarin. At the moment of touching his lips, her body jumped up and retreated to one side like a spring that had been pressed to the extreme. Aaron frowned, his hands struggling to support his body, to the direction of the bed, squinting at Ada Wood for a few seconds, "Answer the phone."

Today was the first day Green titled as Langit personal assistant, from this day up to the next six months she should be able to control her emotions through Langit, because he was now her boss. In the early morning, Green's getting ready, before going to the college she should text Langit to tell the man his agenda. With speedy typing, Green typed something on her phone and then placed it in her bag. Green saw a reflection of herself in front of the mirror, this morning she determined to be Green with renewed strength, leaving all her wound and pain at the smallest part of her heart, for the next life's experiences and learning. Her wide smile proved that she was ready to start the day,

Alice teased her human who was busy looking into their mate's eyes. "Anti-Depressant tablets make my brain numb to think or do anything properly," Aana replied to her. Alice knew her human is not lying because of those tablets only, Aana was sharing about her past until Aaron come but at the same time, Alice knew her human is denying the fact that she is staring at their mate, lovingly and with every minute they are spending with Aaron and Rex, increasing their feeling for their mate.

Тургенев, Рудин. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путешествия и другие назидательные соч инения. Тургенев, Рудин.

--- They met in the training field. Selene stood at the edge like she owned it—tall, striking, with skin like sun-warmed bronze and long obsidian hair that whipped behind her like a weapon. Her wolf eyes glowed pale blue. She was Luna’s mirror in every way—only colder. Sharper. Crueler. Luna stepped forward slowly. “Selene…” “You still flinch when you say my name,” Selene said with a smirk. “How nostalgic.” Kael’s presence loomed beside Luna. “You’re not welcome here unless you state your purpose.”

“You deserve the truth.” I nodded once. My hands rested in my lap, trembling just a little. He reached for them, wrapping his larger hands over mine. He didn’t rush it. “I have a daughter,” he said softly. “Her name is Aria.” I bit my lip, but said nothing. “She’s five. She loves pancakes with too much syrup and sings to herself when she thinks no one’s listening.” His voice cracked on the next words. “Her mom - Camilla - died in a car crash two years ago.”

Alexandra Montenegro, a successful CEO, harbors a dangerous secret, her five-year-old son, Aiden, belongs to Gideon Valeriano—a ruthless mafia billionaire. Six years ago, Alexandra fled the underground world after witnessing her family's brutality, hiding her pregnancy to protect her son. However, a major business deal forces Alexandra and Gideon face-to-face, and Gideon quickly suspects the truth. When a rival mafia clan discovers the hidden heir, Aiden becomes a deadly target. Trapped between her motherly love and protecting him she was running out of options. Alexandra is forced to turn to the one man powerful enough to protect their son, Gideon himself.

*winking emoji* My heart sank and I froze. The sender was a girl from his gym, someone I’d seen in his stories wearing tight leggings and a cropped top a few times. I didn’t think much of the relationship before because he posed with everyone, Ryan was friendly, too friendly apparently. I marked the message as unread, and when Ryan stepped out of the shower he smiled at me, wide and devious. “Did you send it, Pennywise?” he asked, his voice sweet as honey whenever he called me by his nickname for me.

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