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His mom handed him some money as he kissed her cheeks before hugging his sister to go out. "Guys, I am leaving for Jack's apartment. I will keep you updated. If mom calls tell them we will stay the weekend at Parker okay"? He sent a message in his group chat and instantly got thumbs up. "Let’s go Mr. Charles. Let’s see how long can you resist me". He smirked pulling off his glasses and smiled sweetly as he saw Jack sitting inside the cafe waiting for him. ---- Tabby -----

Hugo slipped in, after a century, with the scent of cocoa drifting ahead of him. “I’m back, Belleza! I saw Mr. Wade heading out - Oh Madre! You're awake.” He held a paper cup, with steam curling upward like a warm, gentle string. “Here.” He handed it over to Rosa, his gaze flicking between her puffy eyes and his mother's calm face. Rosa wrapped her hands around the cup, grateful for the heat. It seeped into her palms, calmed her nerves, but did nothing for the weight on her chest.

She then looked at me with a cold, distant expression, saying, "You should just sign it already and stop making a scene in front of everyone, Shawn." I spat out a mouthful of blood, took the pen offered to me, and signed without hesitation, finding it utterly absurd to see the dog listed as the beneficiary. They pored over the share transfer agreement together, and Charlie beamed joyfully. "I'm sure Dobby feels much more secure now that this is settled, Ms. Jillard." Emma smiled gently and said, "It's all worth it as long as you're happy, Charlie." I took a deep breath and lunged at Charlie. I tried to drive the pen into his chest, but he narrowly avoided the hit. The nib struck his ribs ins

" After he told us what happened... Well, we all know what happened, but he let him tell us again. So that's what happened. All of us had our jaws hanging down. I know, but anyway it's all over. So, we walked into the house. I saw Wade look over at Cherry's house. The lights were off except in her bedrooms. Hmm, I know what he is thinking. I smiled at him. I walked inside the house. He was inside the living room. I saw Wade walk in with a big smile on his face. Hmm... why is he so damn happy? I did hear some noises over the other side of the house. Well, my Red's and Cherry house. Why are you smiling? I asked him. He said Let's watch a movie. I'll get the snacks. We're trying to decide what

“we have a lot to talk about in our future, but immediately Im discharged we are getting married, i don’t want to risk leaving this world without marrying you “. “Me neither “, I held his cheek and kissed his lips. They were chapped and dry and barely hydrated, but they were alive. I looked at him in his eyes with a future and hope too. “I love you Charlie “. “I love you too Mason “. A/N We have officially come to an end of this Era Please do well to check on my other books. With love. Ceejhay Jones❤️

The others piled on. "Gemma, I am so jealous. A perfect wedding for only 500 dollars." "Tell me about it. I spent tens of thousands on mine, and looking back, I feel like such a fool." Kelsey tossed a popcorn-eating meme into the chat. "A 500-dollar wedding? I cannot wait to see that." Over the days that followed, Gemma waited for Sloane to reach out and lock down the wedding details. Not a single call came.

I had never messaged someone to ask for a loan before, so I didn't even know what to write. Through my tears, I typed a message, "Hi, I’m Bella. Alex’s milk has run out, and I don’t have money to buy more. Mom’s not home either. Can you please send me a box of milk?" After writing the message, I broke down again, my eyes too blurred with tears to see clearly. I searched for Jawad's name in my contacts by typing ‘A.’ Two names appeared on the screen, and through my sobs, I sent the message. Then I removed my glasses and wiped my eyes.

“Good morning to you too, Em. I see you’ve made yourself comfortable.” She leaned forward, elbows on my desk, green eyes sharp. “Comfort is secondary to intel. So. What. Happened. With Charlie last night? Details. I want coordinates, troop movements, casualty reports.” I pulled a vendor file I didn’t need and turned, leaning against the cabinet. “Nothing happened. I crashed in his guest room. We had breakfast. The end.” She snorted. “Bullshit. You moved in with the man you’ve been in love with since, literally, the dawn of time, and ‘nothing happened’? I’ve seen your PowerPoints. You don’t do ‘nothing.’ You do five-phase plans with contingency flowcharts.”

ALISA’S POV The live stream had ended thirty minutes ago, but the city didn’t need me to sign off. It was already voting with every share, every comment, every desperate phone call flooding Kael’s inbox. I stood in the middle of the penthouse living room, barefoot on cool marble, wearing only one of his black shirts that skimmed my thighs. The claiming mark on my shoulder throbbed in time with the bond—golden threads pulsing warm and constant, like they were sealing us into something eternal. Kael paced three steps away, phone pressed to his ear, voice low and lethal as he dismantled yet another threat.