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Except for the two I escorted here. There was Della, Carole, and Edith. Della and Carole were silently looking over their shoulders at us. As for Edith... she sat with her eyes toward the ground. My mother was Della Rabidcrest. She owned the unique opal eye color that Edith and Josephine inherited. Della could be a good grandma. But, she tended to play favorites. And, Edith was her favorite. My daughter Edith was quite close to her compared to her cousins. There was almost a rivalry to earn Della's affections. Della was always cruel like that even when I was growing up. I'd often compete with April for her attention. Edith and Juliette reminded me more of siblings than cousins because of tha

Sara’s other health problems were also left in the past. Sara grew into a beautiful young woman, with long black hair, long legs, and a full figure. Just like her mother, she never failed to attract attention wherever she went. Can you guess what profession Sara chose? She was studying plastic surgery and was quite a successful student. But for now, let’s go back to Magdalena. Magdalena… A young woman full of life, energy, hope, and sexual desire. The same woman who had committed horrific crimes, who had arranged for her lover to kill her husband, then killed her lover herself, dumped their bodies into a ravine, and burned them both.

The raucous laughter and merriness resumes—even if some of the Wolves look at me with a mixture of curiosity and hostility. I spot Fiona, the girl I thought was Ethan’s wife, at one of the tables. She’s wearing a dress like mine, made of red tartan, and her brown hair hangs in waves down her shoulders—though there are a couple of strands of hay in it. She grins and turns back to the person next to her. Isla is sitting at the same table, and she scowls when I catch her eye. Beside me, Ethan grabs a plate and starts piling it with food—potatoes, roasted turnips, venison, thick meat gravy, and blackberry sauce. He places it before me, then helps himself to a plate.

She was only seven at the time. “Hartlynn Lane Xander age twenty-two, studying psychology at Hidden Falls community college.” Nico reads out then hands me the tablet and sits back down next to Casey who’s been working on finding the videos Harlow said Sandra confessed to have recorded. Hartlynn, what a unique name, it’s just as beautiful as she is I think to myself as I take a glance at her soft sleeping features. Her lips are slightly parted and pouty, there a soft warm natural pink and incredibly inviting, she has a soft lite of freckles across the bridge of her nose and onto her checks. There’s a single small mole or beauty mark on her now bruised right cheek just under her eye and her la

Whereas I always loved the system of high school. Aiden and I were never close. He was a closed-off child. But I and Amar were close after our mother's death. Amar was devastated but Gisele and his daughter helped him through and he also knew he had to be strong for us. Crystal slept in my lap so I offered to carry her to her room and Brenna left now that I was home. She was 2 and heavy for a child her age but we loved her so much. We all spoiled her rotten. And even Aiden loved her.

I must first regain my strength. "Thank you, Eva Quince; The High Witch of Yorkshire!" said Edith sincerely. "Thank you, Luna Edith. I'm delighted to help you. * Edith was soothing a crying Julie. The little baby had been grumpy since morning, Edith assumed that little Julie had sensed that she was about to be sealed away. Edith coaxed Julie with toys, but nothing could comfort the little baby and stop her crying. "At this point, usually only Kai can calm her down. I wonder where he is now?" Edith lamented to herself.

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

Dylan was taking a shower when his thoughts suddenly traveled back to his eighteenth birthday. That day was the most anticipated day of his entire life because he would finally get to know who his mate was. FLASHBACK From childhood, everyone had thought that Dylan’s best friend, Charlotte, Benjamin’s daughter would be his mate since they did practically everything together, but the moon goddess had some other plans.

Cyrene was enraged at Dahlia's words. While both of them were children of the Kane family, Keegan graduated from a renowned college, had great achievements at a young age, and was also ruthless and invincible in the business world. On the other hand, Jackson was not even half as outstanding as Keegan. He did not even pass his college entrance exam, so they paid money under the table to get him into Calton University. After that, he got a Master's degree from some random university. Cyrene bragged about her son to everyone, so Dahlia's words uncovered her humiliating secrets, instantly causing her to feel embarrassed and furious.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.