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Beta Mellow continued. Knowing that the retelling will again remind them of why his mate could be in his chamber not alone mentioning her awkward attempt to explain, Alpha Lachlan reasoned. “I couldn’t sleep last night. I remembered the report you told me. I took few hours to peruse the words. “I had only few hours left to rest. Maridelle came in bringing my coffee and we talked about it. But we both dozed off on these chairs” —he gestured his hand to the chairs— “We were not able to hear the first few knocks, I guess. I am so sorry for that Beta Mellow and Sebastian.” His voiced returned to its usual tone. And on the back of his mind, he thanked he did not told them pure fabricated stories.

Lux replied while holding the communication device by her ear. "Oh, I'm grateful. They were all fine and completed all their tasks successfully. We've captured several targets. Then you go up on the roof and we'll send a helicopter right away to take the little ones." Zack turned off their communication device. At this moment, Lux and her companions started to carry out their next plan. Then, Lux asked the little children to get out of here immediately, before the troops regained consciousness and attacked her again. **** On the other hand, Azura, Noah, and Zack are gathering together. They were in a closed room and it seemed that they were not alone, but that someone else was with them. The

I held up my fingers. “Which three songs?” I dashed tears from my eyes with the back of my hand. “Sleep Tight. It’s one my father used to sing to Seth and me when we were little. And then Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. And then How Much Is That Doggy In The Window. All three, in that order. And she’s scared of the dark, so she sleeps with a flashlight. I mean, how is Sparkles going to know that? It’s not like she called to ask. It’s not like Lydia can tell her. I bet she just throws her on the sofa or something and calls it a night.”

be says. "Plane crash?" I ask. "I don't remember much and trying to remember is giving me a headache right now," he says and holds his head. "Okay! Don't do. You don't have to remember the worst memories in your life. They are meant to be wiped off," I say as I press his head and try to calm him down. "What do want me to do? Should I sing a lullaby to you? Or maybe a bedtime stories?" I ask. "I am not a child, love. I don't think you should read a children bedtime stories for me. Yes, if its an adult story or some other songs then, I am obviously going to listen to it," he says and gets back to his bed position on his pillows.

Thank you all for baring with me on this second book. I’m sorry it’s taken so long to get it out. Between a fulltime job, kids and hitting a writing block, it’s taken me way too long to write this. I hope you enjoy it. Song List for the Unexpected Surprise… They are not in order for chapters. Just the main ones I’ve listened to while writing. Sleeptalk by Dayseeker Frozen by Rain City Drive Guest by Life of Remedy

Every time I think he’s asleep, he shifts and mutters something in his sleep. I’m terrified of being caught like this. Also, I kind of don’t want to leave. Because a few minutes ago, he said my name. He said ‘Layla’ out loud in his sleep, and I would die to hear it just one more time. It sounded so exotic coming from his throat. Two syllables. Lay. La. My core clenches as I replay it over and over again in my mind. I wonder how I got so desperate. This was the man who’s been in my life for years. He’s seen me grow up. He’s been there for my birthdays.

he commented as he took a step forward. Shoving every single thought that was crossing my mind to the farthest place, and swallowing any comment that I could have made about his appearance, I cleared my thoughts. "That's because that's exactly what is going to happen. I'm going to read you a bedtime story,” I said confidently. However, I realized how absurd that sounded as soon as I said it. Can you believe it? The Night Reaper, in his pajamas, having a bedtime story being read to him. The universe would have had to gamble some of the ozone layer just for those words to even be placed in that order.

My parents were at their friend's house, so I decided to mind-link them and let them know I was turning in for the night. I headed to my bedroom and took a shower. I walked into my room with a towel wrapped around my frame, grabbed a pair of undies, and put them on. I turned on my Bluetooth speaker and played The End by JPOLND. Not wearing anything else, I lay down in bed listening to the song. Ivan’s handsome face suddenly emerged in my mind.

I didn’t know if I could do that either. Annabelle climbed off my bed and threw away the popcorn bag, yawning hugely. “Sorry, I’d love to chat more, but I really need to get to bed. We have a speaker at the bookstore tomorrow, so I have to be there early.” “No problem,” I said. But as she shut out the lights and I lay back down, I found myself stuck staring up at the ceiling again, unable to sleep or get over my feelings of guilt.

They have a doctor and an engineer as sons. Because there was a bathroom in the room, I showered before sleeping. For the pleasure of the water's heat, there was only the rumbling of the shower. After dressing, I quickly retired to bed and closed my eyes, exhausted. I was sobbing as I saw all I had dreamed of gradually going away. They surrounded my nose with an unknown scent, and the caress reawakened me. "Do not yell," a baritone voice said, and my nerves were on the verge of exploding. "You're going to enjoy this."