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There were her parents, laughing together, the sun was shining down on them brightly as the three of them drove down to the coast for the day. Her father hadn't seen the man driving at them on the wrong side of the road until it was too late. The screech of brakes was amplified now in her dream, her mother's scream was echoing in her brain. The car rolled over and over again until blackness took over and she woke up screaming. Instantly, the room was flooded with light, and Declan rushed to her bedside. His face creased into a concerned frown as he saw Gemma's pale cheeks, the tears still flowing freely. He caressed her face.

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I couldn’t believe that the girl who had never been loved by her family and cast aside made it this big. The girl who got betrayed by her husband and in-laws made a name for herself without anyone’s help. “We also have an important announcement to make,” Jasmine declared, earning everyone’s attention again. “Are you ready for it?” Joelle asked me. “Are we copying Taylor Swift lyrics now?” I joked, attempting to lighten up the mood. “I’m ready.” I took a deep breath. “For years, the world has been wondering who Daydreamer is. Nobody knows if they’re a man or a woman, young or old, their nationality or anything about them, but tonight this is about to change, because Daydreamer decided to reve

" Raymond closed his eyes and produced another stack of photos. Before he even said anything, Laura snatched them from him immediately. However, all it took was just a single glance before Laura nearly fainted on the spot. Then, she marched up to Tracy and gave her at least a dozen slaps on each side of her face, left and right. "You little slut!" The photos showed Tracy wearing sexy, promiscuous outfits while nestled in the arms of many different men. Some of the men were wealthy millionaires in their 50s, and some of them were notorious playboys, too. The most glaring photo showed her on tiptoe, kissing a well-known married business tycoon on the cheek, her eyes gleaming with ulterior inte

Daniela's POV A black card with my name on it. That was what I had been playing with for the past five minutes, with a huge smile on my face. Funny, because no one should be happy their worst enemy had done something nice. A gift alone should be an alert to tread carefully. And yeah, I should also be worried about other things; like how this man always had access to my room and was clearly in here when I was asleep, or probably even lamenting over the very graphic and gory nightmare I had just a few hours ago about Alexander drowning me in his pool.

“How could this be? The sedative dosage wasn’t even that high! Why hasn’t he woken up yet? Lannister, wake up now, or you’ll be cremated alive!” Quinn stared at Lannister in disbelief, shaking him violently. “I already told you he’s dead. Stop deluding yourself. Just let them take him out and cremate him!” I gently blocked her and signaled the staff to push Lannister’s "body" away quickly. Quinn struggled desperately. “No! He’s not dead! He’s really not dead!”

The tingle was back, and her hand drifted under the covers and further south. At the same time, she heard a cough on the baby monitor from Emma's room. A second later, Emma cried out. "Mommy!" Jackie leaped out of bed, threw open her door, and dashed down the hallway, clad only in her bedtime uniform of a black Green Day t-shirt and a pair of pink panties. As she passed Grant's room, Bear, who was curled up beside the boy's bed, lifted his head for a moment only to rest it once again on his huge paws.

It took so much out of her, and she was confused why she was now feeling like this. Once she had finish showering and drying off, she heads to bed. She slipped on a t-shirt and undies and climbed under the covers. She was thankful it was Saturday and no school tomorrow. She felt like she could sleep for weeks after her outcome and the intense after affects she had in the shower. As she drifted off to sleep, she saw him again. Dominic was in her dreams all night, they were erotic, they were sensual, and they were like nothing she had in the past. She slept hard and didn’t wake up from the dreams. They were like visions of the future, and they felt so real. She tossed and turned off and on fro

Nadia’s POV “Hey!” Veer waved his hand, beaming all smiles. He was dressed in a black t-shirt with ripped silver jean pants with his left hand shoved into his pocket. He was unusually putting on a baseball cap. “Hi,” I responded, avoiding his eyes. He just looked charming tonight as the light from the fiery yellow bulbs illuminated his fair, glowing skin. His abs were visible under the tight shirt that seemed to be ripping off with stunning muscles. “Shall we?” he uttered after a minute of silence and I nodded. He took hold of

By the seventh year of my relationship with Vanessa McBride, she inherited everything her late sister, Rebecca Holloway, had left behind, including her brother-in-law, Derek Holloway. Every time Vanessa returned from Derek's room, she would hold me close and whisper softly, "Just wait a little longer, Grant. Once I give him a child, we'll finally have our wedding." It was the only condition her family had imposed for her to inherit the McBride legacy. In the six months after returning to the capital, Vanessa went to Derek's room regularly. At first, it was once a month. Then, once every few weeks. Eventually, it became almost every other night. And after six months of being alone every