Book2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

“We also have businesses with various entertainment industries, bars and restaurants, casinos and resort chains.” “We’re well aware. We can discuss the deals as we start.” Brando opened the file and skimmed through the details before extending his hand toward Rione for the pen. This was it. Just a sign, I told myself. Just as the pen was about to touch the paper, the windows in the room broke. Even the men standing at the gate flinched. My eyes landed on the smoke grenades lying on the floor and then on the shattered window glass on the ground. Smoke filled the room within seconds. Everyone yelled.

Hashmuk whisphered against his ears, licking his earlobes. "Hashmuk, I have something to do." He tried to wriggle himself free from his grip when he recalled that him and his friends had agreed to meet at the palace’s library to dig deeper into the magic books they had carried along with them. "What do you want to do? Can’t it wait?" He asked, trailing kisses down his body. He wasn’t given time to respond because the next minute Hashmuk captured his lips for an itense deep kiss. Kelvin smiled through the kiss, closed his eyes and gripped Hashmuk’s hair. With one swap, he turned him so that he would be on top and captured his lips, pulled him against him for another heated kiss.

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she whispered, hopeful for what awaited them beyond the horizon. Book 2 is coming in May 2025

“Do you think the bookstore next to Wixon still has it?” Valencia leaned on the kitchen counter near the sink, tapping her fingers on the ceramic surface. “Yeah, trust me the last time I visited that bookstore down on 2nd street was 2 days ago. it was a recent visit so I’m sure they still have a few left in the Non-fiction section.” The voice on the phone said.

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she said, smiling happily at the thought of their first grandchild. “Hopefully, ma. By the way, I’m here to get my books.” “The ones by Jakara Blue? Yes, it’s on the bookshelf in your room.” Later in my room, I indeed saw about ten books by Jakara Blue that were arranged neatly on a shelf. I picked one of them and traced the embossed author’s name with my finger. This explained why I used the name Jakara Blue as my new name in Japan. It must be because I was an avid reader of Jakara Blue’s books. Remembering about my purpose in coming here, I started opening the folders that were arranged on another corner of the shelf. I had the habit of placing important documents in a folder.

Wilkes Milton held the door open with one arm. The grin on his face had reduced in size but was still present. With one arm holding the travelling bag, Harold walked into the room and wheeled his bag to his right. “Who's he?” Wilkes asked as he closed the door. Harold studied the room. It looked exactly the same way his dormitory in the first year did. There were two beds — a little bigger than the ones they'd used last session — each on one side of the room. They had identical bedsheets and beside it were small drawers with a flashlight on each.