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After being diagnosed with heart failure, my adopted sister, Michelle Langley, and I are both hospitalized. But there is only one spot for a heart transplant. For three whole months, Michelle and I fight for that one chance of survival. A video of me confronting my parents in the hospital corridor over their favoritism toward Michelle is posted online. Everyone sees me as selfish and vicious, claiming that I'm willing to disregard family ties just to stay alive. The day before my surgery, my older brother, Dante Stone, comes to my hospital room. He stands in the doorway, looking visibly impatient. "Michelle is just 20 years old. Her life has just started. You've been sickly since you we

The final moment of the race was a contest between Lauren, Wanda, and another top rider. Lauren pushed herself to the front, her brows furrowed in fierce concentration. “She’s going to lose,” I whispered, smiling. Kendra looked puzzled. I knew every expression Lauren could make in every circumstance. She couldn’t hold on. No sooner had I spoken than Lauren faltered. Wanda crossed the line first, followed closely by the other rider. Lauren crashed heavily onto the ground, and the riders behind her surged forward, pushing her rank off the first page entirely.

I squeezed Jonas’s hand before moving to Osirus’ side as he called everyone to order. “Our first game is to see how many kills you can obtain in half an hour, only using your Goddess-given abilities. We will hunt in teams of ten. The winner will get their choice of a date partner for tonight. The date will be at any restaurant in the area and paid for by my father. Now, who wants to be in the first group?” he asked. I thrust my hand confidently into the air. “I want to go.”

No matter the circumstances and odds against me, I am always ready to fight until death. And let me remind you that I have slain many soldiers, knights, monsters, and beasts. Don't forget how I single-handedly killed ten vicious players. I might not know the power of the Smith or anything about the so-called nectar that General Zod and the familiar voice are requesting from me. However, I am sure of one thing. I am sure that I won't die because "Tomorrow Never Dies."

It was sounding like they were selling me out for money or something. “Tessa, this isn’t time for you to be selfish.” Vivian walked over to me again, her voice sounding sharper after each word. “This is a small sacrifice to save your father’s life. Are you really going to let him die?” Her words weighed heavy on my heart like boulders. The choice I made now would determine if my father got to live or die. This situation was putting me at a crossroad; I could either choose myself by refusing this ridiculous offer to literally be sold off in order to save my father and instead continue with my escape plan with Benjamin, who was right outside, or I could choose to save my dad’s life and accept

"I can't stand the thought of you with another woman, Leon. Please, just give me one more chance, okay?" Her words tumbled out. "If you're set on a marriage alliance, doesn't it make no difference who it is? So why can't it be me? We know each other. We loved each other. Isn't that better?" "And…" she paused. "I'll sell all my shares in Young Group. I'll use every penny to support your position at Zucker Group. I'm begging you. Please, don't marry someone else." I sneered, unmoved. "Young Group's on its last legs, isn't it? What are your shares worth now? Save your breath."

we laughed racing towards the dodgem cars ready for battle. After riding all the rides and eating till we were high on sugar, Liam wanted to try and win me a stuffed toy, being a werewolf and having heightened abilities was kind of cheating, which I pointed out but he didn’t seem to care. After successfully knocking over all the bottles in one of the games he asked me to pick the prize I wanted, but I wanted him to choose for me. Of course, he picked a giant stuffed wolf with bright green eyes and a silly grin on his face. “See the resemblance” he asked when holding it up against himself, it had the same colour eyes and infectious smile as him.

He was looking at her, surprised and curious. “What?” She asked him, looked into his eyes just as he was. “I’m so glad I chose you!” He said and beamed with happiness. “Huh?” She got confused by his words. He found her cute and suddenly moved a little and pulled her with him. They both were now leaning against the sofa. “See, I wasn’t able to leave earth after I died. The Devil told me that I needed someone’s help to get out of this loop. I chose you, and I’m pleased about that.” He smiled brightly at her. Her eyes were fixed at him.

"That ring was for you, Grace. Eleanor wouldn't know what to do with it. It'd be wasted on her." So it was never really a choice. Dante put his hand on my shoulder and steered me toward the door. But the moment we hit the ground floor, Grace spotted a new watch display. Dante nodded immediately. "Let's look at watches first. Eleanor can wait. No rush." Grace lingered at the counter, torn between two Patek Philippes. Dante saw her hesitation and waved the salesgirl over. "Take both. Grace, pick the one you want first. Eleanor can have the other one later." He paid and handed me a box. "There. Gift sorted. Grace has good taste—you should be happy."

I, myself see beauty in all I find Whereas, you're more on the cynical side, And always ensure in your plans I'm never left behind. You know, in us, I'm forever in this ride. You, yourself enjoy the presence of darkness- Which is the one beast I dread. You live life in the thrills of a harness However, I find thrill with imagination in my head. We, ourselves are opposites in all senses. To many our pairing is unrefined, Affection pays no dues to senses, For true love can make any combination well defined.