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"I know that's not your real name, but it fits. I lost my wife three years ago. I thought my life was over. I thought the timeline stopped. But then I read about how you started over. How you learned to like coffee again. How you learned to feel the rain. It gave me hope. P.S. I bought a dog. His name is Barnaby." Cale lowered the letter. He looked at the orange cat sleeping on the sofa. "Copyright infringement," Cale muttered. "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery." "He named a dog Barnaby. That is categorical confusion." "It's sweet, Cale. The guy bought a dog because of you." Cale looked at the letter again. He traced the handwriting. "He felt the static," Cale whispered. "He knew

He handed my phone back, took my hand, and entwined our fingers. "Let's go, darling. There's one very important thing left to do." "What is it?" I asked. "I must show you, the boss for this project, the contract we've signed." He guided me toward the cat tree next to the flourishing pothos plant. I froze, staring at a cat tree that was an exact replica of the one at my own home. From the bedroom, he carried a plump orange tabby. Its color, its size, its adorably silly expression…

she whispered, her heart brimming with love for the child that had brought so much joy into her life. The day beckoned with endless possibilities, and Katara was determined to make the most of it. She slipped out of bed, tiptoeing across the room to avoid waking Rose. As she made her way downstairs, the tantalizing aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, a sure sign that Sean was already awake.

I could still feel the heat of his thigh pressed to mine, the low rumble of his voice in my ear calling me good girl while our parents sat oblivious ten feet away. My cunt wouldn’t stop fluttering—empty, greedy, aching for something thicker than my own fingers. I didn’t touch myself. I wanted to so bad my whole body shook, but the rules were clear: no cumming without permission. So I suffered. All night. Tossing, thighs rubbing together, sheets sticking to damp skin, until the sky started turning gray and I finally passed out from sheer exhaustion. Day two started innocent enough. Mom was in the kitchen making pancakes, Dad already at the table with his coffee and phone.

Corbin was sitting on the floor with all seven pups sitting on the couch behind him, awake and drinking their bottles, dressed in warm clothes in their respective colours. When Corbin saw Kaeden, he beamed. Jumping up, he said to the pups, “Okay pups, mama’s here. What do we say?” “Happy birthday, mama,” Corbin said. “Waaaa wawawawawaaaaa,” the pups said all together. Baby Caiden flopped onto his back and fell asleep. Corbin rolled his eyes, then went up to his mate, “Happy birthday, mate!!” Kaeden smiled with tears on his face and hugged Corbin. Kissing him on the lips, he said, “Thanks, mate!”

She sighed, wanting to kick herself for being such a coward. She reached for her phone, gazing at the few pictures Cattleya had sent her. All of them displayed the young woman she each night, fantasize about. The cat yawned by her side, lazily dragging its body across the mattress to drop on her arm, rubbing its face against her jaw, purring.

Special Chapters 001 to 006 were oginally only available on the book version of this novel. Hope you love them! *** Rome had been glancing at her wristwatch repeatedly while seated on the garden set, watching her two daughters chase after their great-grandmother Althea Montemayor’s newly purchased puppy. It was a French bulldog. And while the kids tried to catch the little dog, their two-year-old Labrador Retriever, Dolly, was right behind them, happily joining the chase.

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7 Camilla settled down in her bed, she was finally in her room, she had stayed with Dante for two days before he finally repaired her door and allowed her to go back. Her cat sauntered to the bed and snuggled against her, she rubbed its soft fur as she thought about her current situation. She was very attracted to Dante, that was for sure, she wanted to sleep with him, that was also confirmed but did she want to fall in love with him? No! She immediately chided herself, Dante was a bad option for her, besides he didn't do love, he was a mafia head, he had no time for love, she was sure of that.

author pov Katia hurriedly changed her clothes. She put on the warm flannel matching pajama bottoms and top. They were so soft and the prettiest pink she had ever seen. They were the color of a flamingo’s feathers. She loved them. She climbed back into bed and sat with blankets covering her bottom half. She waited for Nathan and when he walked into the room smelling of sage and peppermint, she immediately relaxed. He was so yummy to look at. “I wonder if he tastes like peppermint?” She thought to herself. Of course, her wolf chimed in, “Mm mm if he does, I want a lick.” Katia rolled her eyes and checked to make sure Nathan did not see it and think she was doing it to him. He didn’t witness i