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I honestly am not completely informed when it comes to sexuality, and it's vastness. I still have a lot to learn, and I am trying every day to be more informed about it and to respect everybody for their choices and their identities or lack of thereof. No matter what it is, my moto was -TPWK, treat people with kindness always. "Shall we go to the bookstore for a bit? I am craving the smell of new books." I said. Both Phoebe and Alexandra nodded. It had become a ritual now, us visiting the bookstore every time we came to the mall.

I declared. "I decided to help you because when I was in your position, no one was there to help me!" She gazed at me. "Similar to you, I was once targeted by similar predators! The men!" She pursed her lips. I settled back as she began. "Have you ever thought why some books state that God values men more than women, while in other places it is said that he despises women? Have you ever wondered why? To make women realize how people take advantage of the privileges granted to them, to demonstrate how they exploit those who are less fortunate, and how they lick the feet of those in power.

Tiana was a book that contained fighting tactics and tricks and a black combat boot. “My turn.” Ariel cleared her throat, and she pulled out the big box she had brought with her. “Here, you have helped me once when I was in need, and it was only befitting that I did this. Open it.” Her words only got me eager, and I held one of the ropes and pulled until it came apart, lifting the lid, and the first thing I saw was a black pocket knife.

The book was titled "Phoenix Rising: Reclaiming Identity After Betrayal." It came out the following spring and immediately hit bestseller lists. Women wrote to me by the hundreds. Sharing their own stories. Thanking me for giving them hope. "I had no idea so many women went through similar things," I told Benjamin. "You gave them a voice. Showed them they are not alone." With the book's success came more attention. Good Morning America wanted me on their show. Oprah's production company called. "This is getting overwhelming," I admitted to Angela. "Then set boundaries. Say no to things that do not serve your mission."

If I did, I'm really sorry. This book is really close to my heart through which I wanted to show people that dominance is not good always. No girl wants to live in a cage. In this fiction world, women are abused verbally and physically too. They have no opinion of them. A billionaire claims her! And she becomes a kitten, falls in love with the abuser. But no! No girl in the real world wants a man like that. Every girl deserves a man who can keep her as his lady, respects her with all his heart and let her live the way she wants.

I had the urge to touch it, so I reached forward for it. "I wouldn't touch that if I were you," I jerked at the gruff voice and turned around. It was an old woman with grey asymmetric Bob hair and beautiful brown skin. She held a walking stick with a snake's head and red eyes. She wasn't green, blue, or decapitated like the others, she looked like a real woman. "That book might be titled 'NAMES', but it is not a good book. Those five letters stand for something, terrible things. Open that book and you won't love what you will see,"

Jace, Emily, Mark, Alice. As we walked in, all eyes turned towards us. "She's the Alpha." James said as I walked towards him. "Alpha, Katherine the hunter." James said, looking at me. The woman eyed me, from top to bottom, she looked unsatisfied, like she wanted to see someone else. "She's the Alpha?" She questioned James. "Any doubt?" I asked her, my eyes glowing red. "Uh- I was just, it's just from what I have heard Alpha's aren't that young, and specially not female, so-" she started but I cut her off.

she retorted me prompting to look at her while keeping my gaze on the document laid out before me In the organization, I always avoided interacting with her since it was unnecessary most of the time. “I have something for you also,” she further said pulling a Gift box wrapped with paper. There was a huge, pink ribbon that surrounded the whole packaging and enraged me due to its tackiness. I thought for a while then I took the box from her hands. “You’re welcome,” She replied, I took it with a bit of suspicion and opened it with much anticipation for the worst. Turning it around I saw a pile of books. The titles made my stomach churn: “How can a woman become a better wife?”, “cooking tips for

Cela remains disappointed. "C'mon. It's not like they bought everything. They just thought of giving the books as Christmas presents apart from the corporate giveaways. You must know that your mother enjoyed your first book so much. Too bad that she passed before the second one is out," Nanny Rita continued. "You've always been loyal to her," Cela said.

Many people always gathered there. Katia stopped at a stall where they were selling books of an erotic theme and skimmed through some titles. There were some books she already had, but others she didn't. Some of these books, she never thought she'd see in print. She picked up a book titled "Diary of a Submissive" by Sophie Morgan. She read the synopsis, raised an eyebrow, but ended up buying it. She didn't know why she bought it, but she had already paid for it.