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“No, I just want to rest. I want to sleep.” Diana made sure Velia was comfortable lying down. She left the room, closing the door behind her, leaving Velia alone in silence. Eyes closed, Velia tried to calm her heart. She attempted to push away all the recent unpleasant thoughts. I've tried to avoid Lucas, but I can't. I don't want to fall in love with him again, but... Warmth seeped from the corners of Velia's eyes. She clutched the blanket, trying to contain the tumultuous emotions that overwhelmed her. They were intense, so intense that it almost suffocated her.

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Across the town, Daniel, a reserved bookstore owner, buried himself in the pages of novels, seeking refuge from a past that cast a shadow over his heart. Fate orchestrated their first meeting in the town's charming café, where the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the delicate notes of a piano. Their eyes locked across the room, and in that moment, the symphony of Serenity Falls played the first chords of their love story. As Lila frequented Daniel's bookstore, seeking solace in the words that lined the shelves, their connection deepened. Daniel, captivated by Lila's vibrant spirit, found the courage to share the chapters of his own life that he had kept hidden for so long.

Licking her lips, she moves to settle herself down next to the tray of delicious food before picking up her fork and knife and moving to enjoy her breakfast in peaceful bliss. 45 minutes later and a belly full of food, it doesn’t take Isabella long before she begins to get bored of just sitting within her room. Her body itching for something to keep her mind busy, that she decides on reading one of her many books, a book known as Our Luna, Our Mate. A spicy romance novel dealing with wolves. Werewolves to be more precise before diving into their pages for company. “Mmm, that’s it baby, moan for us” whispers Eros, loving the way Athena reacted to their touch even when Ares moved to bite her b

Her eyes red, she tried to sound generous as she said, "Felix, don't you love me the most? Are you really going to blame me for this? I'm your only public girlfriend; everyone expects you to marry me. I'm upset, Felix. I'm the one who's been by your side. Why would you need a substitute who looks just like me? You can't love anyone else—only me!" She thought her tantrum would make Felix apologize and comfort her. But Felix's gaze turned icy with fury, the killing intent practically radiating off of him. He only relaxed when he saw me open my eyes. The three followers, seeing the tension, quickly jumped in. "Mr. Palmer, Darcy is your true love. Everyone else is just a passing fling. You shoul

Carlacia smiled at me, "Course it is, everyone loves a good ol' romance." "I just want it to be perfect you know" I sighed and Carlacia sat down next to me, "I want everything to be perfect, the characters, the romance, everything Carla." Carlacia smiled at me, "Yeah I know and it will be, you just got to find something inspirational and luckily for us, we in New York baby!" She squealed and I grinned at that. "Lots of places to see to get some inspiration for your book and don't let me get started on the boyysss" Carlacia said in a singsong voice.

Otherwise, finding a decent restaurant open was a pain in the butt. No, it was his night with Sierra that inspired a tenuous serenity within him. She’d brought him his Christmas last night. No woman had ever inspired such poignant longing in him. Even now, after coupling over and over through the night, his midsection tightened at the thought of her. She was a rare flower, blooming in winter, spicing the cold air with her exotic, delicate fragrance. He’d never tired of watching her bloom, watching her face soften in ecstasy as his name spilled from lips as deep red as holly berries.

Balia had never felt so disgusted her whole life. She didn't want to see more of it, so she turned away and walked towards the kitchen with quick footsteps. She pulled the fridge open and grabbed a water bottle before closing it and leaning back against the chrome device. She closed her eyes and inhaled. Never did she think her life was going to take this turn. She had always hoped for a good romance to come her way. Trips to tourist attractions, kisses shared under the moonlight, walks, everything lovers did. But her bad luck had followed her into her adult years, and here she was, locked up in a mansion as the slave to a fourty year old hottie who fucked randos in his sunroom.

Eden tried not to let the floor fall out beneath her. The evening blurred. Eden danced with Cassian once, twice, three times. He never let her get far from his side. He introduced her to senators, tech moguls, old-money heiresses, and media executives. She smiled, laughed, and lied like her life depended on it. And maybe it did. Then she saw her. Verena Sterling. Tall. Blonde. Beautiful. A red dress that hugged her like sin. She glided across the ballroom like a queen entering her court.

FRIDAY KINGSTON It's friday,the day I will meet Caleb.I kissed Vida on her lips lightly and tried leaving but she held me back. "Vida I have to go"I said "We hardly spend time with each other as husband and wife.You come back late at night and when you do,you are always tired"She said and I kissed her undressing her and making love to her.I was trying to assure myself that she is mine no matter what I will find out today.