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"Partners." ***** This Concludes 'The Billionaire's Bride' However you can meet Beth and Richard again in 'Mastering the Virgin and 'Buying the Virgin'

“Tell me something.” “How did she get my number?” David looked away. That tiny movement shattered something inside me. “You know.” “Mira…” “You know.” Stop pretending please. “You know exactly how she got my number.” His silence answered me before his words ever could. I took another step backward. “I don’t even recognize you anymore.” “Mira, listen to me.” “No.” Your dangerous David. “You listen.”My voice became quieter. More broken. “I wake up every day wondering what new secret is waiting for me.” In this marriage. From venessa to Leo.” From Leo now is kamara.

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As they kissed, Celess felt a sense of danger and excitement that she had never felt before, as if she was being drawn into a world of darkness and desire that she couldn't resist. As they parted, Steve looked at her, his eyes filled with a hunger that she knew she couldn't resist. "Come with me, Celess," he said. "Let me show you a world that you never knew existed."Celess felt a thrill of excitement run through her as she took Steve's hand, allowing him to lead her deeper into the darkness. She knew that she was taking a risk, that she was putting herself in danger, but she couldn't bring herself to turn back.

He finally grabbed a copy of the book he wanted to enter. The book was thick and old. Its cover was yellowish-brown with a crusty texture. I couldn't see the title because the cover was worn out through the test of time. I asked Doom what the story was about, he told me that it was his favorite tale and he really wanted to meet the character. "You can't speak with the character; we can only enter the setting and watch the story progress. The character can never see us," "Whatever, just bring me here," said Doom, smiling from ear to ear.

"But because you're my mother." Tears pricked at my eyes. I pulled him close. "I know." Outside, spring sunlight poured through the window. Flower petals floated past, carried by the breeze. The text froze on one final line: [She built herself a new life, and it was hers alone.]

she hissed. Camila chuckled lightly and earned a glare from Joan “Oh please, it’s too funny to let it pass without laughing,” she shook her head then stopped laughing and gave a serious look “It is an inviting offer but weird, what if you were some serial killer who kills rich handsome men for a living?” Joan looked at her in disbelief and shook her head at her assumptions. “What exactly are you reading that is giving you these ideas?” “It’s a crime documentary darling, and it gives you a sense of security somehow” she shrugged.

I said referring to the novel in his hand. "Yeah i'm almost done with it,it's also great" Mig said and continued reading. I don't want to rush this novel,i want to savor every bit of it. I'm a fast reader,i could finish reading a novel in an hour but not like this novel..It seems unique. Did i just say i'm a fast reader? How did i know that?...cause this novel seems my first..Or; Have i read any novel before this? Am i a lover of novels? I asked myself trying hard to remember but i felt a sharp pain tore through my head...I cried out.

But in Bryer’s chest, it was thunder, loud and chaotic and impossible to ignore. He shifted his weight, glanced down at the book again as if to reassure himself it was still real. The Sky Beneath Our Feet. That was the one. The out-of-print novel Raegan had mentioned weeks ago over lukewarm coffee and crumpled napkins at the diner down the street. He remembered the way she’d leaned forward as she talked, elbows on the table, hands moving animatedly like she was trying to pull the memory closer. She’d lit up, eyes bright, voice warming as she explained how she’d stumbled across a battered library copy in high school and had been chasing that feeling ever since.

Zayn POV I got even angrier. How could he do this? I had reminded him for weeks. MMB was my favorite cartoon, and they were doing a live show in New York for one night only and he forgot. I turned toward Mom, who was sitting on the couch watching me carefully. “Mom, please take me,” I begged. “Please. It’ll be over before Dad gets back.” “But your father said….” “No, Mom!” I cut her off. “I want to go!”