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His deep voice broke the silence at last. ***** Dear readers, this book is almost getting to an end. Kindly help me get it on the ranks, vote with gems, give reviews and leave lovely comments.

Thаt must mеаn thаt mу tасtіс оf nоt rеѕіѕtіng thе drugѕ is working, оr maybe I аm trulу broken аnd I just dоn’t knоw іt уеt. I mаdе a lіѕt оf mу оbѕеrvаtіоnѕ at the back оf thіѕ bооk. It has everything I know about Nеоn’ѕ thugs. If уоu’rе reading this, please add to thе list wіth the thіngѕ you fіnd оut about thеm.

Never him, whatever he is planning, I can deal with it later, for now, what matters is he got the book. He approached the book, it is now laying in the ground after Jonathan was sucked inside it. He crouched down and picked it up carefully, savoring the moment. At last, the book is his, the 3rd Seal has been broken. This is it, his victory, all of his preparation, his planning, it all leads to this, him acquiring the book.

“He knew about the chains. Maybe he knew what breaking them would do.” Myrra extended a hand, but the moment her fingers brushed the air around the book, an unseen force repelled her. She stumbled back, eyes wide. “It’s warded.” Rael glanced at the sword still in his grip. If the blade had broken the previous seal, maybe… He stepped forward and placed the flat of the sword against the barrier. The reaction was immediate. The air rippled outward like a stone cast into water. The glow dimmed, and the resistance vanished. He reached out and lifted the book.

“Bree, what was that?” Brianna was occupied flipping through the first book, so she didn’t answer at first. He saw her shocked expression and got by her side to check the name of the book she was reading. ‘The peacemaker fallacy: waging war as a business strategy’ Nate frowned, trying to make sense out the title. “Bree, what is it?” “Love… it’s about the Council. All of them, look.” She got a few pieces of paper that didn’t belong to any book and showed him what she saw.

I stood there shocked with my jaw hanging open, staring at the dead bodies that were impaled by Reid's ice. I knew he was strong, but it was that moment that I knew he was going to be the most powerful alpha there ever was. I knew he was destined for great things and I can't wait to see it. The end. **** Yes, the book is over, but the story is not. Aiden and Thaddeus, along with their children, their story continues in “A Broken Alpha” series. Noah and Michael, their story is just beginning. Their story continues throughout the series.

The stares from the people are beginning to make me feel more abashed. As I take a step forward, I feel a sharp pain in my head and the last thing I hear is the screams of people before darkness, the ever welcomed darkness consumes me. Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

He had crafted a three-year game of breaking bones and breaking hearts -- and in the end, the one whose pride was shattered, whose dignity was ground to dust, was himself. "Miss Holloway, it's cold out here. Please, get in the car." Pemberton held the door open for me with quiet deference. I pulled my gaze away. I didn't spare the dark shape at the end of the street another glance. I ducked into the warm, luxurious cabin. The door shut with a heavy thud. The black motorcade rolled over the fresh snow and carried on toward the gleaming heart of the city, leaving behind forever the legless beggar sobbing in the drifts.

The enormity of my actions and the resulting grief cast a shadow over my soul, and I swore that I would never again allow myself to love or be loved. As I ran, the memories of my mother's gentle touch and my sister's infectious laughter faded into the distance, replaced by the overwhelming guilt and shame that would come to define my existence. At that moment, I became Jason the Broken, a man forever haunted by the tragic consequences of a single, devastating night.

Nanny Rita said it contains some cute stuff from her high school days – a phase in her life that brought her so much trauma. She breathed deep before opening the bag. It contains old slum books and a diary with broken lock. She smirked thinking that her mother could have forced to open it. She must be disappointed to see nothing juicy about the things that she wrote there. Her younger life was boring and predictable until it wasn't. In fact, each page of her diary contains almost the same events. As she randomly went through each page, she noticed a paper inserted within its pages. She almost dropped the diary upon seeing that paper from way back. It's still obvious that it was once cru