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"Oh, you don't remember my voice? I'm heartbroken, Christ. You forgot me just because I was silent for a few years. I should do this more to remind you of me, Don't you think?" "Grayson," Christian recognized. "So, you remember me. Good. I have got your little man over here. I'm not sure what to do with him," Grayson said. Grayson is an Alpha of Werewolf pack. "What do you want?" Christian feared for his friend. "How about you get here in ten minutes? Or you can say goodbye to your friend from there itself," Grayson said and disconnected the line. Christian was in a dilemma, whether to escort his pregnant wife or to go and save his friend's life.

Jayden said coming out of the darkness. “Jayden you cannot stop it, I have seen it," Alexandra said. She slowly walked down the stairs and meant Jayden at the bottom. She touched his face and smiled. “Your life will be spared.” “Why are her eyes gray if she isn’t destined to be a vampire like me?” Jayden questioned. “That I haven't seen,” Alexander said. “But you see her die?” Garrett asked. “Yes.” “When?” Jayden asked before Garrett could. “I do not know.” She spoke. “Your mortal is stirring in your room Garrett I'd go to her now.”

He wasn't sure his explanation was getting to her, but he knew it would later when she wanted it to. “Those words you see are from the scripture, the Gospel of Matthew.” He said. “And Jesus, when He was baptized, went up straightway out of the water: and, lo, the heavens were opened unto him, and He saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove, and lighting upon him.” Grace read the words out, and Noah smiled. “I'm sure what they mean doesn't occur to you yet, but it will, I promise.” He said. Grace said nothing, or maybe she couldn't, and was already pondering on what the words meant.

In her hand was the perfume I had wanted so badly last month but could not bring myself to buy. "You're back?" Keith instinctively pulled his arm away from Caroline. "Today isn't one of the days you're supposed to come home." I had not even said anything yet. Caroline looked at me timidly, her eyes wide. "Silvia, don't misunderstand. I just came to visit my godmother." I glanced at her calmly. "Why are you so nervous? I didn't even do anything. You're making it look like I'm the bad guy." Caroline looked even more frightened. It was the kind of fragile, pitiful expression that made people want to protect her.

His voice is grave and sounds more like a warning. And it scares me off. Maybe I said too much. But I had to mention it. I don't know him and his temper mental problems. So how should I supposed to know if he's not a sadist? Christian Grey was. Love changed Christian Grey and all the other Fictional bad boys I've a crush on. But this is real life shit.

I had his key and let myself into his apartment in Los Angeles. The apartment, which used to be very silent and dark like a graveyard, had a homely feeling. The aroma of the pancake that welcomed me still remains fresh in my memory. I stepped outside to cross-check, and there it was, house number 7. I definitely wasn’t in the wrong address. I stepped back inside to understand what was going on, and before I could say a word, Camella's silhouette appeared, and I could swear that an angel had fallen at that minute.

Get out of here before the drugs render me useless. But everything is spinning, and my eyes feel like they want to close.... He grabs my hand, turning toward the exit, but stops abruptly at the sight of another Alpha in front of him. Unsure of what he's doing, I tilt my head around his body to see through the cloudy haze of swirling drunkenness, to see Grayson standing there. "Where are you going?" He question Noah, as if I don't exist. When did he get here? I can't really see him properly, but I know it's him. The dark suit, disheveled hair, and silver eyes blur together in colour, but the aura he seems to admit makes sense to my body. I hate that fact.

We’ll never hear Daniella running down the hallways after telling her not to; she’ll never beg us to go get her desserts and pastries again… Daniella’s body is here, but her soul and spirit have gone. I know she’s never coming back to me; even if she does, it won’t be in one piece. “I should have been prepared for an attack,” Christian suddenly says and gets to his feet, the muscle in his neck bulging. His eyes are clouded with fury, and he has his jaw clenched so tight that I fear his teeth might snap. “I should have had more men guarding the Estate, but instead, I became too relaxed and allowed the enemy to invade my home.”

Christian had been acting strange after the attack is there something happen that make their mother cried. "Children stop! There is just something that Christian and I discuss that makes me cry this is nothing. The twin calm down, but Alexandra was still suspicious but she cannot do anything about it if their mother denied the matter. The next day, everyone on the breakfast table wonder why Christian is absent on the table. "He had left." Mira said calmly. "Just like that Mom? He never said goodbye properly." Brianna said. "Different people had their own manner of handling goodbyes , maybe this is his, he just wanted to go quietly without hassle , he did left a note saying he had to go and

So much cowardly that she was even ready to commit suicide. Faintness overcame her and she fell to the ground, keeping that smile which was sorrowful. “Gabriella!” ⁠~⁠♪ The car halted with a screech and Christian came out, jerking his jacket. His pace was fast and his eyes focused on his front. The whole focus of his mind was also on only one point for which he had come here. There was a yearning in the heart to meet someone. The fear of something bad going to happen was also hidden in some corner there. As if a storm was about to rise. But for now, he was just yearning to meet her.