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As she’s about to leave the room, someone called. “Hey, I’m leaving the hotel. My car service is waiting,” she talked to the person on the other line. “I can’t wait to see you here. We’ve so much to see and talk about,” Noah said. Cela gave her room one final look. This is the place where she leaves her old self. “We wanted to go to a specific place and it didn’t matter if the road was rough and the journey was long. In the end, we found different places for ourselves but these places were the destinations where we were truly meant to go,” she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

​I pick up my phone and send a quick text to my mother: ​“Mom, I have to stay late. Lots of work. I’ll call you tomorrow. Love you guys.” ​Susana walks past me a few minutes later, throwing me a look of pity. ​“Wow, welcome to the club,” she whispers. “Amy is in a dog of a mood today. If you need anything, I’ll be on the 40th floor. Don't let her break you, Camila.” ​“She won't shreds,” I reply, though I’m not sure if I’m speaking to Susana or to myself. ​I get up and head toward the elevator; a long, lonely afternoon in the dusty basement warehouse awaits me. But as I ride down, I can't stop thinking about what Amy told me: “Mediocre men who have no idea what they are touching.”

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The older lady patted her shoulder lightly while returning the smile then headed back to her business leaving Amy behind. "Where do I start from?" Confused Amelia whispered. "What kind of Christian books would be less boring?" She exhaled deeply while her fingers traced through the books on the shelf. “‘Ahaha!” exclaimed confused Amy as she picked out a book from the shelf. “What could this be about?” wondered Amy while she read the synopsis of the book in her hand. She read out in an undertone, “Filled with faith and inspiration, Break Out will challenge you to build a new prespective, let nothing hold you back…” Nodding her head in concurrence to the words she read, “ hmmmmm…. I certainly

amaya said confidently. She spoke so highly of her grandson. I stood up and returned the book I was reading before going over to her. "I have a feeling already" I cheekily replied with a gloaty smile. Who ever he was, I was really anxious to meet him. "So tell me child. What book were you reading?"amaya asked as we walked through thehallways. I laughed. "One of Williams Shakespeare's books. King Lear is the tittle" "You know I wish i could read English books. I can only speak but I don't know how to read"amaya confessed.

When an innocent voice had their eyes widening. "Fuwck me! Fuwck me!" Arham mumbled happily while clapping his hands. Alex face was ashen as she stared at the raging form of Alizey, who was ready to kill. The buff man ran from there as Alizey ran behind him like a killer on mission. THE END BOOK 2 AND BOOK 3 of Sparkle of life (Sequel) is available on booknet app only. Follow KATHLEEN HAYAT there and read the books.

😲😲 Who is Amanda running from? Could this be the reason she is damn cold. Let's found out in the next chapter.

"I guess it safe to do it." "Really?" I smile. "Really." Liam rose and started to undo his pants, and my eyes grew wide once his manhood sprung out. "Like what you see." I nod and dart my tongue out, licking my lips. I ripped golden skin from the Hawaiian sun. Fuck! he is freaking paradise that I can go on a vacation on. I can take a picture of those rock abs and V line. Hot fucking damn. "This Princess is what happens when you are near me. I have this disease whenever you touch me." He explains.

Without realizing it, she muttered under her breath, “How come he looks so handsome?” Leo tugged on his leash, pulling her out of her thoughts. She shook her head and added bitterly, “Not everything that looks good is good.” She turned on her heel and walked away, refusing to let the sight of him invade her peace. Later that afternoon, Amira sat on her couch, scrolling through her I*******m feed while Leo lay lazily at her feet. Her thumb froze when a post popped up—an announcement for the grand opening of a luxury business in America. Her eyes widened as she read the caption: “Aiden Laurent ventures overseas! New beginnings, new horizons.”