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She'd shared her hopes and dreams, her fears, all of it with him. He knew what being left behind meant to her and had promised never to desert her the way everyone else had. Words had been her only solace on those days when life became too much when her reality became a dark hole that she couldn't seem to climb out of. Even with Paul in her life back then as a young teen, she'd had her writing to keep her sane. She relived the memories as she went through the box now. Taking out the hundreds of stories she'd written over the years. Some of them had been pretty good now that she thought of it, and she cussed Paul in her mind for yet another dream of hers that he'd stolen.

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Why I can never stop seeking justice. Because next time, the ones murdered could be my parents, my brother. And I'll die again before I let harm come to them. Before I let Dorian and Lily take anyone else from me. So I force myself to walk out that door with dry eyes and head held high. The time for tears is over. Now begins the era of vengeance. Roman waits by the extravagant coach that will convey us to his Pack. His Beta, Elliot, moves to load my trunks but Roman stops him.

Like a caterpillar or butterfly , she was beautiful and amazing when you looked closely . One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friend tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land

“Don’t tell me. But you know I’ll give as good as I get.” “I’m counting on it.” Atticus could hardly see through the rage brimming within him, tinting his vision red. It turned Ralphin – his Beta, his best friend – into nothing more than a gleaming target. His hold on himself was slipping with every word, every taunt, and every second that he couldn’t get the sight of Lily’s crumpled face out of his head. He’d broken her. He’d felt it, the beginnings of love, the irrevocable ties of the mate bond – and he’d broken her. And, he thought, side-stepping one of Ralphin’s better kicks, he’d broken himself, too.

Inside the cover, her initials were faintly composed in pencil, hardly noticeable however unmistakably hers. A bookmark poked out from a random chapter. He flipped to the page. A tiny sticky note stuck between the margins read: “This chapter made me cry the first time. You’ll probably pretend it didn’t.” He smiled and shook his head. For the next hour, he checked out-- not out of monotony, however due to the fact that it felt like connection. Every page carried her voice, her choices, her quiet way of reaching out. He highlighted a line that stated, "The world breaks everyone, and later, many are stronger at the broken locations.".

Tonya made a moan of disgust and walked towards the small kitchen to get her chores done for the brief moment Thaddeus was out of the house. Thaddeus slept round the clock. It was a dip of fresh air for Tonya, this was the only moment she got herself to read. She always imagined living in a fancy house with a massive archive of books in her library. If she had the power, her house would be just a huge library. She smiled at herself as the thought crossed her mind once again. It was always difficult, with everyone around, the constant greetings and chatting and so on, the noise from down the street, cars honking and the occasional noises of people fighting or shouting about one thing or the o

I just looked at her confused. "I need a break. I am really overstimulated. Can you just talk to me instead? Mindless chatter. Your favourite book or something?" "Ya, I can do that. My favourite book is conquering rivals. It's about." "Battle strategy." She cut me off and laughed, her magical laugh. I watched her in awe at how such a simple thing seemed to relax her. "Yeah, haha it is." "Maddox made me read it when I was doing my pack life 101 training."

Left them in the fridge—don't forget to eat! But the last note she ever wrote? [Wil, Earth's just too bitter. I'm heading back to Planet Bunny! Don't worry—I'll visit often! (#^.^#)] William was always swamped. School, the company—his whole life felt like one endless war. But when the battles finally ended... All that waited was her cold body, pulled from a lake. She had tried. Really tried. Joined support groups—depression, aphasia, whatever she could find.