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It was a priceless feeling that she could never trade for any other material thing in the world. A New York Times bestselling romance book caught her attention. Michelle was never a fan of romance books, as she’d always been a fan of nonfiction, but there was no harm in trying something new. She picked the romance book and settled into a table in the corner of the café. It didn’t take a while for her orders to be served either.

I knew which link was loose. I slipped through and took down the book I had found years ago: Prophetia Serpentis, bound in black scales that were not leather. The pages were brittle, ink faded to rust-brown. I read by the light of a single candle stub. …and the Serpent shall claim the maiden whose heart is pure, yet the heart that is pure is not the heart that is innocent. Beware the soul that has never been loved, for it burns colder than starlight and sharper than regret…

Shape Of My Heart - Backstreet Boys Song Twenty-Four. Watch Me Shine - Joanna Pacitti Thank you so much for reading my second book in what I am planning to be a three-book series. Book one: Chase and Savannah's story - A Little Cinderella Moment. Book two: Jen and Greg's story - Lady Of The Dirt Track. Book three: Title TBA - Selena and Lucas' story. I do have another book in the very early stages, and it is something I have never done before, but I am willing to give it a shot for all you readers, so keep an eye out for Bound By Fate & Fang coming soon.

If things got worse, I figured I knew where to start for looking for a rogue that might actually help as part of this cure. I took back to sitting on my bed with a spell book reading through it trying to learn different techniques. The pages were worn, and I was careful not to tear them, or as Hilda continued to remind me, I would find myself out on the street. I stifled a yawn as I began reading the words blurring together as I try to focus on the letters one after another. The ground is littered with dead bodies, all with their hearts cleaved out of their chest. In the centre is that feral beast I know too well. Dark eyes and razor-sharp teeth drip from his jaw as he tears into yet another

Hurray! Book one has finally ended and I am so excited. However, I am sorry to break your heart about the suspense. I know I left you hanging, but you can still find out what happened in BOOK TWO titled HEART OF THE HEARTLESS. It will come soon, and I will announce the date soon. For now, I need to focus and write my final exams and I promise you it's going to get better in book two. However, I did not end BOOK ONE because of the exams or school. This is how I wanted to end it to make up for a better BOOK TWO.

Gloria said and David chuckle. “So what was I to you?” He asked. “My heartless husband,” Gloria replied. “But I loved that heartless man, too,” Gloria confessed. “Now this heartless man will show how loving a husband he can be.” David flipped them around and press her onto the bed to kiss her passionately.

His favourite book lay on the table, and the shelves, they were filled with poetry books, especially dealing with love. It was that love that had unfortunately led to his untimely death, but he wouldn't let it go unpunished. A maid walked in with a bottle of whiskey and laid it on the table before excusing herself. The boss loved to drink alone undisturbed. Camille was ready for dinner having dressed in Nosh's oversized shirt. She felt so good, everything seemingly unreal. She knocked onto the door to his study before pushing it slightly opened. Nosh was smoking cigarettes as whit fumes filled the entire room. He looked up at her leaning back on the chair.

Is that really possible, your brain is still rational yet your heart and body is more powerful and makes you say and do irrational things? “I’ll be gentle,” he whispered and for some reason, my heart skipped a beat with the mix of excitement and anxiety. I was anxious it would feel the same as last time. I am doubting if I should believe what he just said. He was gentle the last time yet it still hurts like hell. Since my heart and body are foolish enough, I might as well silently pray it won’t hurt much this time. I just wish I’m not going to be in big trouble because of this.

Drove us both to insanity over and over and over again. ~*~ "......the end." He concluded and closed the book he had just finished reading before placing it back on the lamp table. "Well, that didn't end well." I grunted out, sitting up and pulling the covers alongside. "I hate tragic endings." "Some people do love it. They believe it's what expresses real feelings and what brings out real emotions rather than just sit and smile like an idiot." "What did you say?" Slowly, I removed the covers and started for him and in a flash, pushed him down on the bed. "An idiot you say? Are you calling me an idiot, Mr Kenton?"

Azrael said something in Japanese language that no one understood but I knew because Azrael had said it a few times when he was reading me a book. My heart is in your world. It was reference from an old author called Ushio Sakamoto. The book was called ‘Hearts with no bound’. It was about a humanoid male doll whose creator’s dying wish was for the doll to find a purpose to his existence, simply put to find a human that made his core beat and protect that human. He found that emotion with a female human. It was a classic piece that I had Azrael read repeatedly to me because it was romantic but tragic that it made me cry each time.