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It seeped into my life quietly, like rain nourishing the earth. I was afraid of the dark, so every night, he held me while I slept. I hated ginger, so he never cooked with it. If we ordered takeout, he would patiently pick out every sliver before handing me the box. Sometimes I found myself marveling–so this was what it felt like to be cherished. However, from time to time, floating lines of text would drift across my vision. [What is the heroine doing? How could you remarry?] [If the male lead can see this from the afterlife, he must be furious!]

The part that automatically leans toward the comfort he brings, because that comfort comes at a price I don’t want to pay again. I close my eyes and force myself to stay still. I am not Bryce’s mate anymore. I am no one’s mate. No one owns me. I am not some prize for someone to claim. I never want to be that person again. I have had a taste of true freedom. I had a dream, a small one but it was mine, and I still want to make that dream come true. But I am also tired. I’m constantly at war with myself. With Star. I want everything and nothing all at the same time.

He opened the book and stuck his tongue out at Becca. Becca smiled and returned to her own novel. It wasn't as factual, but she loves fantasy and romance novels. To her, it was like dipping her toe into a whole different lifetime. A lifetime where she is known as the smartest person in the world, the strongest woman alive, and she has someone to love. She always wanted someone to love.

“Don’t feel sorry for me. I’ve always been proud of you. “And don’t hate me, Luna. I wasn’t there for much of your life, but I hope you’ll become brave and responsible…” My smile faded. Then came Luna’s wailing cries, crashing through the silence like shattered glass. And I heard so many voices from that mountain, from the countless lights across the land. They were proof that I had been here, that I had lived. And for that… My journey in this world had been worth it. … Epilogue - Amber Sky

Not that it mattered anymore. Charles froze as he reached for the box, then nodded eagerly. "Do you like the stars I sent you, darling?" I smiled, playing along. "Of course. You always said you knew me best. How could I not?" Charles was clever, alright. He knew I loved the night sky, so he gave me stars. Fiona, with her love for all things flashy, got showered with cash. He seemed pleased with my answer. The next day, he was all about spoiling me, dragging me to every fancy store in town. "You didn't find anything you liked yesterday. Let me make it up to you today. We'll take home anything you want."

Dear Oliver, I know we barely know each other. And please, forgive me for any issues with words. But I have things I want you to know. I’m just afraid to tell you in person. I do not want your sympathy, just your understanding, and knowledge. I know I act differently than the others. And I hope you are not with me because you feel sorry for me. You have no reason to feel sorry for me. But let me get started. I want to tell you why I am not as advanced as most people my age. It’s a story I haven’t told many, and I want to keep it that way. I gave you this letter when I knew I could trust you.

Some spiral symbols were also decorating his head, starting from the top of his skull--since he was bald, they were noticeable--ending up below his eyes. "No, I told you! My name is Sirius! The brightest star!" the boy shouted as he pointed his finger towards the sky. The shimmering sea of the universe, although unfamiliar compared to the one he was used to, was the only thing that made the boy feel nostalgic about his former world. If only that geezer stopped calling him Astar, it would be great. "Astar!" the man repeated as he shook his head and pointing toward the sky too. "No, I am Sirius!"

* I saw the beauty of the sky Colors so vibrant you'd think they never die * I saw the beauty of the waves Every splash telling a story of younger days * I saw the beauty of the rains Every drop falling freely like horses without reins * I saw the beauty of the night For only then were the stars alight * I saw the beauty in the flames of a fire Each one burning with a different desire * I saw the beauty of Gold Glistening with bitter stories untold * Oh I saw the beauty of dust and clay Simple reminders of our end someday. Opening her eyes she realized it was afternoon for sunlight now streamed into the room through the partly parted curtains. She felt better after a nap, it did her as much

Lucinda is very excited to be moving out of her parent's house at the same time she is fighting the thought of leaving her parents.Mom and Dad I will miss you so much ,she hugs them with love .Mom can I take the pink blanket with me Lucinda asks her mum already holding the blanket ,yes you can her mom replied.I am ready to go Lucinda says as she caries some of her bags outside ,Lucinda can you leave me your black T-shirt Daren asked standing by the door way holding Lucinda's black T-shirt ,yes you can Lucinda smiled at him thank you Daren said as he rushed to put it on.

“You’re all pathetic! You commoners!” I picked up my diary and left for the waterfall. I wasn’t able to visit the butterfly garden because of the incident and because of incident stole a good amount of my time. I sat on the rock thinking about what had happened. I had never been insulted so much in my entire life. I had thought that every member of the Rage beast pack were kind. I hadn’t any idea who this lady was. This was my first time seeing her. Perhaps she wasn’t a member of the pack. I had thought of her as an ally of Alpha Scott. I reached into my bag and brought out two of my favorite novels. Bye, see you and The new beginning. I used to read Bye, see youso much when I was still in t