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I looked at Talia’s chubby five foot six inch frame, and knew she needed exercise much more than me. “Hope, you’d make out time for exercise and fitness exercises this coming holiday?” I asked Talia calmly. “Exercise? No way. I need to spend time with my children and catch up on several books I’m yet to read”. “Oh, that’s true. I bought a novel and a self-help book, a while ago. I’ve started reading the self-help book, but still in the first chapter”. “That’s awesome. That means no law literature throughout this holiday?” “No way Talia… my mum would fling it from my hands if she sees me with one this holiday”. We both laughed as A. J. Baby walked briskly towards us with a cellophane bag cont

he grumbled. Aria grinned wide enough to illuminate the entire penthouse, and Julian's heart twisted in agony. When had it become so easy to disappoint her? Maybe it was time—just once—to flex. Not on Lena's account. Of course not. Just for Aria. At least, that's what he kept telling himself. --- On the night of the holiday reading event, Julian stood in front of *Chapter & Soul*, feeling like a fool. The windows of the bookstore glowed warm against the winter evening. Dozens of children were sprawled on colored rugs within, cradling cups of cocoa. The parents spoke in hushed tones, and the smell of cinnamon and sugar and nostalgia permeated the air.

His heart felt unsettled as if sensing something beyond his understanding. —----------------------------- Author’s Note Wishing you a joyous Christmas filled with love, laughter, and happiness. Merry Christmas! The author has three news to share on this brilliant day. 1. On this occasion, we will do a mini mass release. I will post 5 chapter of this book so that your holiday is filled with love of your favourite characters and authors.

". She pulled out one book and approached the page from that book, putting the pressed pages against her skin to feel the texture of the paper. Maybe there were more interesting things written in the pages, maybe pieces of the human world that were being captured within. Sonia came in again, holding in her hand a tiny and worn book after few minutes. "Here take this," she said while smiling as handing it over to Hannah. "This is one of my favorites. Consider it a souvenir." Hannah took the book. Her heart was full of thanks. She opened it and glanced at the cover—*Tales of the World Beyond*—and began smiling since she was touched by the gesture. "Thanks, Sonia. I will treasure it."

--- Ayana stood in Nelson's living room in the afternoon quiet after Cat left around 2 and looked around at the space that was now, temporarily or permanently, her home. Bare walls. Careful shelves. The couch had barely been used. The kitchen with its two mugs on the table — she'd left them there deliberately, some superstition about the morning, about not erasing the evidence that something had shifted. She went to the bookshelves. Ran her fingers along the spines. Social work texts. Philosophy. History. A worn copy of *Meditations* by Marcus Aurelius with the corners bent back. A Bible — different from her father's, less used, the kind kept for reference rather than comfort.

I sat in the senior commons with my coffee — black, scalding, bought from the cart outside the library because the cafeteria version tasted like boiled regret — and pretended to read the syllabus for AP Comparative Government. I was not reading the syllabus for AP Comparative Government. I was thinking about honey. “So,” Riley said, dropping into the chair across from me with the force of a small meteorite. Her bag hit the table. Her iced latte sloshed. Her eyes locked onto mine with the surgical focus of someone who had spent the entirety of winter break waiting for this exact moment. “How was the holiday?” “Fine.” “Fine?” “Uneventful.” “Uneventful,” she repeated, in the tone of someone bei

A bathing suit is not the only thing I have to buy for our trip, I’m also going to need a dress to wear for Christmas and another one for New Year’s Eve. I definitely didn’t expect my first Holidays with Stefan to be like this, pregnant and practically traveling as a hostage; but to be honest, my marriage with Stefan is nothing like I imagined.

Such particular periods include some traditional festivals, like Spring Festival, Christmas, Valentine's Day, etc. In the “King of Glory”, game designers like designing the particular time skins of game characters to change the appearance and clothes of the game characters. For example, in history, Xiao Qiao and Zhou Yu were famous couples in the Three Kingdoms period, so the designer took this as a highlight and released their game character’s skin featuring Valentine's Day on Valentine's Day. They wore white wedding dresses with a familiar western church as the background. This image attracted the attention of players who are couples. Such a marketing strategy is to combine character image

She keeps on complaining as she disappears into the kitchen, making me chuckle. The library feels empty without Ronan here, but I'm excited about the books, so I drag the boxes into the room and start unpacking them. I'm flooded with memories of past holidays where my father would come home with boxes of books and tell us that Santa would only bring more the next year if we read all of them.

3, 2, 1… HAPPY NEW YEAR! The cheers were deafening as everybody in that party began to dance the night away as they welcomed the start of a more hopeful and prosperous year for their pack. And we wish the same for you all! * * * Dear reader, if you want to know more about V and Siel’s story, feel free to search for “Her Christmas Wolf” by Myrrh D. Keizer. May we at Silvercrest see you again this coming Valentine’s Day for the Gamma and his mate’s love story.