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"Ninety-five. Too short. One hundred fifteen. Too long. One hundred five. Getting warmer. One hundred nine. Colder. Okay, here it is. A Girl and a Dog. One hundred pages." Jane walked up and down the shelves, half looking at the titles, half looking at nothing. "Here's another one," Emily called over to her in a loud whisper. "A horse of Her Own. Exactly one hundred pages. Do want it? Or do you want A Girl and a Dog instead?" Jane shook her head. "It sounds like a children's book." "It looks like a short book. Okay, here's another one. One hundred and three pages. There's a dog on the cover too."

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

Picking the book from the couch I mumbled, “great! a novel.” I pray this book be exhilarating. I ambled back to my bed and planted my ass on the rough blue Chelsea FC bedsheet. I casted my eyes on the front cover, and read: “The Wolf Boy” “Damien Ace” nodding my head. I attempted to open the front cover, but a knock on the door interrupted me. I ignored the knock and went ahead, opening the front cover... I tried to read, but it was impossible. The knock on the door became persistent. It was like my head was being invaded by a Titanic migraine which would stop at nothing unless my head had been blown to smithereens. It was unbearably loud in my ears that it was hard to concentrate on what I

“So I am not dead! That’s one cause for a celebration. “And my human finally noticed me!” “Your human? I don’t think that’s right!” it was the white dog with brown patches that spoke, the leader of the three, the one that stayed in the middle crate. “Yeah, it’s premature for you to say that!” agreed the black one. Polly was about to say something when he felt his legs depart from the ground. When he looked behind him, he saw that his human was carrying him with her bare hands. He could feel all ten fingers, her palm supporting his whole body.

Her pups seem to have inherited her grandmother's magic, and they might turn someone into a frog. Alexi was getting bored and took a walk to the playground in the packs park. Alexi grabbed a bottle of water and left to watch the children play in the park. Once at the park, Alexi sat on a bench, watching the pups run and play with each other. She smiled and envisioned her own pups one day playing there. A couple of young men sat on the same bench as Alexi. Alexi smiles and asks which child is his? One of the young men picks out a random child, making up a whole convoluted story about his adventures with his son. It does not fool Alexi, as she knows the parents of the young boy in question. Al

“And you, Missy. You turned out to be far more trouble than I imagined you’d be.” My mind was in a panic; searching, searching, searching through all of my magic lessons for something to help us out of the situation. I kept hearing Godwin’s words in my head, telling me to relax and focus. I tried my best to do just that, but it was difficult while I was being manhandled by a scary looking man-beast who had only turned half-wolf.

' I thought as I remembered the book that I had read. The book was about the legendary Queen from before 5-6 centuries, and the front cover of the book was a white female wolf growling at the moon. "This isn't what it looks like, right?" I heard someone say near me, or should I say Carla before she growled loudly.

You're the first one. Damon: I can't say anything about the first one thing but I will make sure to be your last... With that, he pinned my hand on the bed making me yelped feeling aggressive pain on my burnt hand. His lips landed on my collarbone... I felt him sniffing my wet body... I struggled against his body but it has no effect on him... I gasped when his lips came in contact with my bosoms... He started to suck harder on them while his one hand kept on roaming on my wet body...

Hello to my readers! This chapter is the last chapter for LOGAN and just to warn you it's a bit longer and I don't want to split it in half because this is an epilogue. I deeply apologize and would like to say thank you for joining me on this journey with completing book 1 of The Wolfe Brothers series. See you guys in book 2! It had been a week since the incident with Heather, and I was ready to return to school, acting as if nothing had happened. The next day I treated it like any other ordinary day.

Sighed, as my tired bones melted into the cushioned seat and opened the book with plans to get lost inside its pages. A naughty story about men who shifted into dragons and fought a demented warlock alongside their mates. It had it all: sex, action, and the all-consuming devotion of these men toward their women. I was halfway through the first book in the series when I heard his footsteps padding against the hardwood floors. Felt his dominating presence when he paused at the door and let out a muffled curse when he found the lock engaged. It took everything in me not to laugh and give myself away.