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Daniel finished, pulling out his phone, and started dialing when Barbara said, "Oh, no need to disturb Mr. Thornton with something as small as this. I can handle it. So are you vouching for her?" "Yes, I am." She then went on to ask Daniel a series of questions while I checked out the books they had close to the desk on a rack that spun. I saw a book that reads Protective Custody: The Demon King. Interesting, another fantasy-type story. I picked it up and went back to Daniel's side. They were just finishing up, and Barbara returned Daniel's form of ID. "I would like this to be my first book." I said, looking expectantly at Barbara."

If you're yet to check out any of my works, please do, you won't regret checking them out. ~ Meeting Mr. Ice (Volume 1) completed ~ The CEO's Rejected Bride completed. I know the book isn't perfect but please bear with me as I work on my creative skills the more. Your reviews are needed please. Thank you very much. Meeting Mr. Ice Volume 2 will be coming up in September/October. No date yet but follow me on F*: Authoress Danielle IJE (page) or Danielle IJE (profile) to get an update regarding the date. Thank you and I love you. Dated: 27th of August, 2023. 10:40 pm.

There was no flicker of mystery or new attacks. Yet I didn't give up. Because if the new attack didn't come from Rylan, then it could definitely be Dylan's witch, Kalista. My eyes immediately went to Danielle—the witch's carrier. Our eyes locked instantly, as if she had been watching me too... Like she had been waiting like some predator... My heart jumped in my throat, but I stayed calm. She wouldn't try anything in the open, would she? My mind remained on edge with this thought until night finally came. And then the moon became bright.

Danielle “She found me,” I said, and smiled. “I didn’t mind.” He crossed his arms. “She likes you. She doesn’t typically like women. Used to men, ’suppose.” “You’re raising a really sweet little girl.” “Seriously. What’s your story, Dani?” he asked. “How’d you meet Booker?” “I got lost and broke down outside the wrecking place. Aust—ah, Booker, came to my rescue.” “What do you do? You know, for a livin’.”

Arianna said, her voice cold but allowing Daniella to enter. Daniella took a few slow steps inside and sat on the edge of the couch, her eyes downcast. She looked fragile, but Arianna knew better than to believe the exterior. Daniella was cunning, manipulative. This could easily be another one of her ploys. Still, Arianna's gaze softened slightly as she looked at the baby bump. “Thank you for giving me shelter,” Daniella began, her voice trembling. “I know... I know I’m the last person you’d want to help after everything I’ve done, but I didn’t know where else to go.”

“I’m telling her you said that,” Danielle deapans. “Please don't,” I blurt out, catching myself a second too late. Why did I panic? It’s not like I’m afraid of her. She doesn’t care about me, she sparks nothing but tainted memories for me. “Aeliana, just the girl I've been wanting to see,” Danielle says. “Hi,” She pauses, a few feet away from us. My eyes drop to her feet. They’re bare. Could Danielle be right about her doing this unconsciously? Surely, she could have worn those huge house shoes females love so much but no. Here she is, barefoot and rocking a gym outfit. “You’re not wearing shoes.”

he agreed. He took her hand under the covers. Outside the grey November morning continued its unhurried business, and below the treeline the quiet river moved steadily toward wherever quiet rivers went, and inside the house they had built together two people lay in the early light and thought about a little girl with dark hair and green eyes and no sense of self-preservation running flat out toward the ridge. Danielle had never wanted anything more in her life. Three years later she would give everything she had to get it back.

"What did you buy?" Selene walked over to her bookshelf and pulled out a book. Danielle stared at it. "Uhm... Selene?" She blinked. "He's not a nerd like you." Selene rolled her eyes. "The gift isn't the book…It's what's inside the book." Danielle raised an eyebrow. "What's inside?" Selene opened a bookmarked page and handed it over. Danielle read it. A second later... "Oh my fucking God." Her mouth fell open.

"Olivia is your daughter, too. You're allowed to see her, but only if you stay out of our business and don't cause any trouble." With that, Danielle left the hospital room. Stefan, who had been waiting for her at the doorway, gently draped a coat over her shoulders. Upon seeing their display of affection, Matthew couldn't help but break down in tears. He finally realized that Danielle, who had once been devoted entirely to him, would never return to his side. … In the blink of an eye, three years had passed. Danielle had become a well-known entrepreneur, frequently appearing on television for interviews. And thanks to the backing of the Weaver family, Olivia Technology was on track to go pub

Someone was out here. Then she saw the leather patches glinting in the beams. Her stomach dropped. A steel snake coiled around a crimson heart. Steel Vipers. She had heard the stories… ruthless, organized, dangerous men who ruled the roads on their own terms, and no one got in their way. Before she could react further, lights flashed ahead. A white van fishtailed across the road, tires squealing. Doors burst open. Two masked men jumped out, dragging a third biker onto the asphalt. Shouts cut the desert silence.