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The same apartment where she wrote her story which was claimed to be plagiarized. She caught the sight of her laptop and walked closer. She turned it on and the cover picture of one of the female lead werewolf story she was writing, popped up. Another hit that is one of her popular books. The perfect, drawn picture of her female lead. She smiled bitterly as she stared at it. Her female lead have everything in this world. Her life is so perfect with her prince charming and all. How pathetic. There is no happy life." she said and typed on the chapter she was working on.

“Pretty much all my life. Hell, I don’t even like to drive in them. I’ll pull over on the side of the road and wait it out.” There was a growing silence between them, but I looked into Remy’s eyes. They were sympathetic yet deep, soulful brown eyes that sparkled behind his glasses. I hadn’t noticed that before. A loud boom shook the windows, and I pulled the covers up to my neck. “What would Nathan do when it stormed?” I smiled. “He’d wrap his legs around me and hold me.” I giggled as I thought about Nathan’s dick usually poking me in the ass and one thing leading to another.

Chapter 2: Sex in the shower A few days after that intense night, it seemed like fate handed me the perfect excuse to see Mr Collins. The shower in the guest bathroom at Ria’s house had suddenly stopped working, and it was completely broken. Ria was out running errands for the afternoon, and Mr. Collins was the only one home. When I shyly asked if I could use the master bathroom shower, he gave me that warm, easy smile and nodded. “Of course, Maya. Go right ahead. Towels are in the linen closet.”

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“Peter was a writer.” Julia leaned forward and noticed freckled blood on the pages. A flutter of unnerved sickness in her stomach; she had a diary just like it tucked away in the drawer beside her bed. Once upon a time she’d filled her book with lies on the rare chance that someone would come across it, scour the contents, and say, Wow—what a life this gal’s livin’! But as things complicated, and reality-based drama proved spectacle enough, her literary lies faded, and not too long after, the journal was abandoned completely. This perhaps revealed truths in Julia that she didn’t entirely like admitting to.

“Well, Zeke’s a nice enough guy but maybe not the sharpest needle in the haystack. One of many reasons we only briefly dated.” The two dug into their meals, and Brad had to admit to himself that Bias was right, the food was absolutely delicious. Spicy and flavorful. Bias was scarfing down his food as if he were going into hibernation soon. “Speaking of you being a famous writer,” Bias said when he finally came up for air, “after you left Book Lady yesterday, I picked up another one of your books.” “Really? Which one?” “The collection, Dark Corners. I read the first four stories before bed last night, and I have to say I really enjoyed them.”

he warned, his voice low as he stepped even closer, making my chest tighten. “I know that. Why were you calling me?” I asked, finally meeting his gaze, though my breath was still uneven. “There’s a new inmate,” he replied, turning and walking away, his tone calmer now. “Really? We got another troublemaker?” I scoffed, a faint smirk forming as I followed him, my curiosity creeping in despite myself. “Who is he? Another shoplifter? A petty thief? Or some small-time criminal?” “In for murder. A mass murderer, to be exact,” he answered flatly.