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SABRINA MORALES A young boy was standing in front of the elevator, his headphones blasting music loud enough for me to hear from across the room. He nodded his head to the beat as he waited for the elevator to return. There was only one elevator, so I stood with him, holding the gift bag under one arm while window shopping on the new Metsy website. “Cute,” I said out loud when a pink pearl jewelry set loaded. I considered buying it. The boy and I locked eyes for a second. I looked away, scrolling past the beautiful jewelry set.

My guess was magic, some kind of sophisticated magical barrier surrounding the entire space and effectively blocking out all unwanted noise. My eyes scanned the new room with practiced assessment. The private area was no different from any other VIP section in any average nightclub, with luxurious dark leather couches arranged strategically around a decently sized glass table. The overall dim ambience and intimate layout made it an ideal, cozy space for depraved acts. A few abominations occupied the area when we arrived. Two male demons and three topless, human-looking females with distinctly pointed elven ears. Nymphs, I assumed, since the true fae folk rarely patronized morally questionabl

She nodded her head and followed his instructions. She opens the door and a room with a single bed, a small fridge, T. V, a play box, and sleeves filled with books, movies, and fast and heat-up food, she walks inside the room and sees a small washroom with a shower, cupboard, sink, and a small closet inside it.

he says in a very professional tone. “Yes, thank you. I found the gym and training room quite useful to keep in top form and the choice of cooking my own meals or eating with the pack was thoughtful. I am not used to being accepted in pack spaces. The apartment is much more luxurious than I would expect for a Personal Assistant,” I say. “Yes, well…to be honest, it is adjacent to mine. It should be my Luna’s apartment for when she wants her own space, but I have no Luna and you are my best friend’s daughter so I should do you the honor of making sure you are both safe and comfortable.”

The midwife I had secretly brought in barely glanced at my newborn before her medical tools scattered with a crash across the floor. Her eyes rolled back, and she slumped to the ground, out cold. An eerie silence filled the room, broken only by the soft, wet sounds of the three little ones on the bed, whimpering in my ears. "Ow... Ow..." Their cries were faint but hit me like a sledgehammer. Puppies? That could not be right. How utterly bizarre!

Vito knew it was Aurora because of the rhythm. He glanced toward the clock beside the bed. 7:00 AM. He sat there for a moment longer, forcing himself back into reality before finally getting up and walking toward the door. When he opened it, she stood there in pink pajamas with sleepy curls falling around her tiny face. A Barbie doll rested beneath her arm and her iPad was in her hands. She looked up at him, her violet eyes narrowing. “Did you have a bad dream?” she asked softly. The sound of her tiny voice caught him off guard.

CHAPTER 22 /NATHAN/ The morning sun streamed through the bare windows of my living room, lighting up the dust motes hovering over my cardboard boxes. The apartment looked completely different from how it did a month ago. The posters were rolled up, the kitchen counters were entirely wiped down, and everything I owned was taped up inside brown boxes. In two days, I was moving to Silicon Valley to start my position at SiporaTech.

“Let’s take a little ride.” ##########

I’m currently sitting right now in one of the chairs here that if they call it Muskoka Chairs here in front of Roy Thompson Hall. I'm in the Entertainment District. Since it's close to my condo in Liberty Village, I decided to just watch their shows. I'm lonely in my condo. I was the only one who finished the size of what I chose to buy. It's my fault why I tend to look online. That's why the down payment is expensive because it's a room for a family not for one person only. There are a lot of people here in the Entertainment District now, maybe it's really like this, that's why I'm also huddled just to see the performers.

I wasn't expecting anything less, was I? On boarding the plane, I met Levi with a lady. She was clinging to him while he paid more attention to his tablet than her. "Good day, sir, good day, ma'am." "Ewww?! Ma'am? That makes me feel so old." She scoffed. "Levi, who is she?" She tugged on his shirt childishly. "Rhea, this is Delia, my personal assistant. And Delia, this is Rhea, a nuisance." "Levi?!" She pouted and hit his head.