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His positive attitude can break any kind of negativity around us. “that’s why you are the best!” I smile slightly and we went to the lectures. The day was boring than I expected, the same ugly faces to gaze, and the same place to roam. Nothing adventures ever happened in my life, except the DJs part. After the lectures, I return the books as I am no longer interested in studying to top the school. As I wait for my turn to return the books back to the library, I glance at Rebecca issuing more books. I scrunch my brows and avoid her.

"It's, really, Tasha. You don't know the pressure it is to know that anything I say tonight will be in some dialogue in a book of yours. I'm trying to say that I could search for any phrase I'm saying tonight and I would find it on g****e, like the speech of a character. That's too much, Tasha. I'm not kidding. I really think too much what writers can do for other people. I've heard many stories of people in depression who were cured by finding help in the books, even those that most people consider a bullshit that should not have been written. You're awesome!” I agreed with him. In one of the worst phases of my life, it was an inconsequential love for Fifty Shades of Grey that took me out o

there it was. I began to look through the numerous books sitting pretty on the shelf, I took out five books and set them down on the floor, taking a seat on the floor as I began to look through the book. I saw my favorite author ( E.L. James ) a smile sat proudly on my face as I brought out her book 'Fifty Shades Of Grey' I opened the book and placed it against my nose, inhaling the old book scent and felt giddy with happiness. I swiped the notes and began reading... ~~~~~~

, Ashton said. I ignored them and went to check for an interesting book that I could purchase. Jack and Ashton kept on talking and laughing but I didn’t pay them any attention. Jack was funny and I liked that about him. I found a book that seemed nice and pulse-racing, Blood Brothers by Nora Roberts.

As he was walking away, the lady then asked him, “If you don’t mind… do you want to sit at the same table then.” “Are you sure? There are-” “No, I- I insist… Since this corner of the café is the best spot to read, I always sit here, I don’t mind sharing it with you.: “Ah sure, that spot was something I had my eye on since earlier.” Kayne replied. “AH, REALLY, let’s share it then!” Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other.

Taking out the book, The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty, Tasha gave this to me. Ever since she caught me here reading Fifty shades, which almost had me dying in embarrassment, she promised to get me another of its kind. But more hardcore and intense. Reason why I hid it here is because if Bryson ever finds this type of novel in my room, he is gonna kill me. I was just in chapter three and I was already squirming in my seat. A normal teenage girl would burn the book and wash her eyes with bleach at the kind of sex scenes and hardcore pornography in this novel, but I wasn't normal.

As the sound of our footsteps echoed in the empty space, an unsettling feeling crept up my spine. "I heard you're pregnant." A familiar voice rang out, laced with mockery and disdain. I stopped and turned to face Daisy, who stood in the shadows with her arms crossed. A smirk played on her lips, and her eyes gleamed with malicious excitement. "Looks like I underestimated you, Eleanor." She walked toward me slowly. "But do you know why you haven't had children these past five years?" My fingers clenched, an ominous feeling settling in my heart. Daisy chuckled softly. "Because I didn't want you to have one."

Jane All thought in my brain crash into nothingness as I take in the beautiful sight that is my mate. I had never been this close to him before- never had the opportunity to take him in in his entirety before this moment. And all I can do is stare. Stare at him; captivated, transfixed, and utterly bewitched. The moment my eyes crash onto those gorgeous hazel orbs of his, I was a goner. I have heard stories of what it feels like to meet your mate for the first time but none of those stories do justice to what this moment feels like- like being struck by lightning; a rush of emotions and sensations so explosive that they overwhelm my senses.

I blink several times as I take out the book and see purple tentacles on the cover. I blink and flip through it. flip through it. Holy crap. This is not the last Slade Gray book. Things happen in this book that blow my mind. Things happen in this book that blow my mind. eight fucking dicks? I feel the floor drop out from under me when a thought occurs to me. thought. My fucking soul mate thinks I read this shit. There's only one, maybe two men brave enough to do this shit to me.

“Do you have anything less bright?” The man took the book back and jumped to the back of the book. “Here. I’m sure you’ll find what you’re looking for somewhere between those pages.” Except, I had no idea what I was looking for. In each shade of blue, I saw Valerie. In each shade of pink, I saw her lips. And in those earthy tones, I saw her eyes. This was a bad idea. Grey. I decided on what was called ‘porpoise grey’ - dark and gloomy, just the way I was feeling.