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“Charlie, I wanted you to come to the wedding, but Nathan didn’t want to see you.” There was no name saved on the number, but Charlotte didn’t need one. The tone alone told her exactly who it was. Celine. Charlotte’s fingers tightened around the phone as the realization hit her fully. Just minutes ago, as the cab pulled away from the Dean mansion, she had thrown her old phone out of the window without hesitation. That phone carried too much history. Too many wounds. This was a new line she had gotten for herself, quietly, carefully, meant to be hers alone.

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

Amelia never had to try. Back in the present, Evelyn forced herself to steady her breathing. Charlie’s cold gaze remained fixed on her. “You owe Amelia an apology,” he said. Evelyn met his eyes fully this time. “And if I refuse?” Something dangerous flickered beneath his calm exterior. “You don’t want to make this harder.” A chill crept down her spine. Charlie Warren did not make empty threats. His family held power across the city's politics, luxury hotels, real estate, and media. They didn’t just influence lives. They controlled them, and from the look in his eyes, he would not hesitate to ruin hers.

Maxwell Today’s the day. The day that all of this ends. The day that Charlie and I can put everything behind us and move forward. Revenge for revenge, victory to be won. I know better than anyone that Charlie won’t be able to grow as a vampire with Daisy still lurking about, with Duke still on his high horse. It ends today.

Wade twirled the ring I had slipped onto his ring finger and said apathetically, "I won't do anything to you. In fact, I'm just going to send you back to Stormhold." Looking at the man before her, Cecilia realized he was a demon in human form. Stormhold was her ultimate nightmare. Clutching her head, she shrieked, "No, I don't want to go to Stormhold. I'd rather die than go back there!" Wade, however, didn't spare her so much as a single glance. … Once again, Wade returned to my studio. He climbed into the bathtub and downed a whole bottle of sleeping pills. He scrolled through the frantic, unsent messages on my phone. Then, he pressed it tightly against his chest and explained, "I didn't be

“What’s next? Are you going to crash the wedding? Make a scene?” I laughed despite myself. “Tempting, but no. I’m done with the drama. Once the contract ends, I’m walking away. Adam and Eleanor can have their fairy tale or whatever.” Jasmine frowned. “And you? What about your fairy tale?” I hesitated, my gaze drifting to the window. “I don’t know, Jas. Maybe I don’t get one.” “Bullshit,” she said, sitting up straighter. “You’re Charlotte freaking Hamilton. You don’t need a man to complete your story. You’ll write your own damn fairy tale.”

She then explained to me, "It's been a long day of celebrations, and everyone is worn out, so let's just postpone the ceremony until next time." If it had been me exchanging rings with her that day, our wedding would have gone through. That occasion marked the closest point to happiness in my life. Josie was still pressuring me to take the fall for Emma when Emma and Charlie suddenly appeared, walking arm in arm. Charlie said, "You've lost again, Ms. Jillard. You missed it by a single second, so you'd better pay up." Emma replied gently, "You can go ahead and tell me what you want, then."

Then whispered, “Oh sweetie… that is spectacularly awful. Well done. You win Christmas.” I didn’t win anything. Across the room, Jace was still watching me. Not like a man looking at a houseguest. Not like a father checking on his daughter’s friend. More like…More like he saw the crack in me and wanted to put his hands there. No. Stop. Absolutely not. I straightened my spine, pretending I wasn’t dying inside, and told myself I was imagining it. I wasn’t. Because later, after Lena dragged my suitcase upstairs and left me with a mug of hot chocolate that tasted like a warm hug, I headed downstairs to return the mug—

It's not good. Cherry, I told. Myself. He is a dangerous guy. We need to stay away from him. I can't do it. I watch him when he is not looking. I'm in love with him. I can't help but wonder. Just maybe he would be in love with me, too. Dream on, Cherry. I was daydreaming again. I need to stop that. Back to what's going on. That means Wade got my book, and I'm trying to grab it back. Wade stops it. Give me my book back, please. Oh, God! My classmates laughed at me because of Wade. I wish they would just leave me alone. Especially Wade Jefferson, "Sure thing." He hands out the book towards me."