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Guests could wait. THE END *****************************

“Farewell, Xavier.” END

Life couldn't be any better. THE END

Paris answered reaching for her face towel. Everlee reached for it and placed it in her hand. She watched Paris disappointed as she wiped her face dry and walked away from the mirror without looking at her image to see if she had gotten off all the makeup. "Are you sure you're able to work today after last night?" Everlee asked concerned. "Work helps me to take my mind from all my worries," Paris answered as she made her long red hair into tight bun. Everlee watched the beautiful length of her hair, admiring it. She loved Paris hair, but Paris never believed her when she told her. Paris thought of it to be ugly and that no one would like it much as she did.

But I'm sorry Dean, this is how we end. ~Chip. _________

“Beyond happy.” THE END

I know i can count on you, my brave princess. This is the point where I say don't trust anyone, not even the people that hung around mamá and papà. Trust yourself. There's a safe box in.......... And that was were it came to an end. "He knew he was going to die that day" i whispered to myself. This place was scattered cause he was probably looking for something that'd be of aid to me, Martina and mamá but unfortunately she died too. He stopped writing and also signed in the time cause that was when the invaders came in.

"All hail the Queen!" The End

A short message vibrated again on the surface of the oak vanity. Isolde, who had just finished coating her lush body with vanilla-scented lotion, rushed to grab the flat device with her plump, slightly damp fingers. **Azriel:** Damn it, Baby. This business with the Paris collector is a mess and time-consuming. I can only get home at 7 PM tonight. Our plan failed again. Next time, okay, watch out if you run away again.]

That was the end of it. ​