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The stray cat I adopted had recently started looking at my boyfriend, Logan Bennett, and his female best friend, Chloe Dawson, like they were complete idiots. Then one day, Chloe climbed into the passenger seat of Logan’s car again and shot me a provocative smile. A fierce little voice suddenly rang out in my head: “Human, that woman is calling you an idiot in her head! She’s also planning to get your man drunk tonight! Hurry up and slap her! If you do, I’ll make sure you find money on the street when you leave!” I froze and stared down at Mochi in my arms. So my cat could not only talk, but also read minds and predict the future? Fine. From today on, Mochi and I would make these two s

I simply entered, and the scent of warm herbs, sandalwood, and something vaguely metallic filled my nose. Bukky was there. I have noticed that most fat people seem to find it hard to keep their space clean. Standing by a rack of ancient books, tall, cloaked in a faded kaftan, and already looking like he’d been waiting. His eyes met mine, sharp as always. “You’ve come. I got your message” I hadn't spoken yet. I was still holding the silence of that nightmare in my bones. My ears too are still charged, like I was still in the dream.

I was fiddling in my purse for my card. “They’re already paid for,” the bookkeeper said casually. I looked up at her and stopped the movement in my purse. “What?” I asked. “They’re already paid for,” she repeated. I was confused. Did he already know what I was going to get? “This bookstore belongs to Mr. Vasillios over there.” I glanced at Adrian. “Oh.” Did he buy the store because of me?

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Nice gentleman Derick, you are such a nice gentleman. “You don’t like it” he asked in a worried tone “No, I love it who wouldn’t love being given a book on United States charter as a sorry gift and being told to spend her entire life reading charter books indirectly, I love it a lot” I grinned and flashed him another sarcastic smile and then I closed my book to leave when he grabbed my arm. “I’m sorry I’m not so good with girls, you are literally the only girl I have actually approached” he spoke as I silently smiled

"I'd say, 'I know you are, but what am I?' but that probably wouldn't make much sense. It would be exactly like Edwarde or anything. to an s................... I am rubber and you are glue. My lips purse into a grin. Gummy bear? he inquires. Before I understand he's really asking if I want some sweets, I wait for the punch line. Steve takes a few and swallows them. Gum bear? Discuss about changing the topic. I'm speechless right now. First of all, I've never seen a guy who keeps gummy bears in his pocket. Secondly, weren't we just engaging in some weird, juvenile kind of witty banter? Then, however, a brief memory bursts into my consciousness. that sweet

This was supposed to be the first thing to do before I spent off my day , and surprisingly my money was unbelievably enough to make a good order tomorrow. I slapped mysel, I jumped screaming which woke up my wife and I pretended to be making a prayer so that she won't ask a lot of questions. I was so happy and excited, I quickly forgot about my preassumed loss. I then started to focus on my business. I got to the small table in my room to have a look into my pastor's book I had been given as a parting gift when he left us for South African branch, though he was selling them he offered it to me free of charge. Although it was given for free I struggled with laziness to open it. The title of t

JACK'S POV: "Oh my! Your bookstore is so huge and spacious. There's even a second floor for English Novels. Then there's the price–oww, holy sh*t! What kind of trick is this? Too cheap? Are there any wolf stories in your bookstore?" My eyes widened at this man's talkativeness. I wish I hadn't taken him to the bookstore. Instead of being able to do it properly and without mistakes, no! Because of Froyd, everything I do will be ruined. Why is he so talkative? Why doesn't he just go and look for what he wants?

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“Seriously, Book, this place is almost as old as you. Why don’t you use some of that money you used to steal and buy a nice place? Maybe one without a fucking roach infestation.” The critter unleashed a fresh memory, Zoe’s sleepy voice confessing her lie of his occupation. His stomach flipped, his throat thankful he had nothing left in his stomach to expel. Booker’s voice snapped his from his thoughts. “Listen here, kid. Money’s meant to be spent on fine women, fine whiskey and some good ol’ fashioned drugs. Why would I spent good money on a nice place? This works just fine.” Kicking the front door shut, Booker dawdled to the sofa, falling into it. It creaked almost as loudly as he did.