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We promised ourselves not to worry about the future but take the days gradually as they come and go and live in every moment as if it were our last. THE END (This book is the second book of the spirit wolf series. The last book of the Spirit Wolf Series would soon be out. Thank you for your love, support and votes)

Flashback Val rushes to his boss's office to ask for help. "Sir, I need your help! My daughter is in the hospital. She's very sick and I came here to ask for my advance salary." Val said as Alexander just finish signing the proposal of his business partner Mr. Ralph Sherlock. They both gaze at him like a piece of trash. "I don't care if your daughter is sick or going to die. You're always late at work and had a lot of cash advance, how can I help you if you're as lazy as a turtle!", he shouted at him and Mr. Sherlock was also there just staring at him like garbage.

Silence lingered between them. The rest of the flight was quiet as Kevin sat in another seat at the back busy signing documents and discussing business matters while Emma read a book and intermittently looked out the window watching the scenery below and sometimes stealing a glance back at him and caught him looking at her. After an hour, Kevin walked to her, checking on her as she drifted off to sleep. The leather-bound book she was reading lay open on her lap, the words written on its open page clearly visible; “If I know what love is, it is because of you!" Kevin smiled and then put the book aside. There was no lie in it.

I didn’t even notice James come in and lay beside me until he snorts, “what’s the point of a spur on his dick?” “Jesus!” I yell as I nearly fling the book away. “When did you get here?” “Like twenty minutes ago,” he tells me. “You were so wrapped up in your p**n you didn’t notice.” “It’s not p**n,” I tell him quickly. “It said cock four times on one page,” he reminds me. “It’s p**n.” He pulls the book from my hands and opens it to a random page and starts reading. “Huh,” he mutters. “Good p**n.” He hands it back to me and smirks, “is it doing anything for you?”

I answer here. "Nice choice. That's good." Yuwe said to me and turned his attention back to the book he was reading. I just opened the book and the first thing that caught my eye was the foreword. I didn't even pay attention to the foreword and turned to the next page and immediately saw the introduction. Welcome to Pandora's Mythology. This book contains the past and future. Please read for a better understanding. That's all it says so I turned to the next page.

They need to make sure that when this happens, Willow will win, even if the odds of her winning are low. THE END OF BOOK ONE – BOOK TWO COMING SOON!

Playing dirty to get what we want. Authors note: This is the end of book one. Book two will continue under the same title. I hope you’ve enjoyed book one. Book two’s title is: The Promised Mate

“I believe we would be passing the Kingdom of Elysia and many other counties before we reach there.” “That’s right, we’ll go to every country in the world and make this adventure the best!” Chapter 3 ends~ to be continued

- no need to thank no mistress it was a pleasure to help someone important so my wife met her favorite model and we laugh, and more laughter, and we are all happy again left the hospital we went to a hotel and the next day we would take the plane to Cuiabá and organize the wedding that would be in a month, my mom called everyone in the family and Jack's mom came with an agent, -love now everything will be fine we are happy, -princess I love you and nothing will separate us I heard nothing and nobody in this world, end until the next book2 book the wedding

In a sudden burst of pure frustration, Chika launches his torso sideways, his hard forehead bumping against my skull with a loud smack as his muffled throat barks, "Shut up!" My eyes widen with further distress under his harsh treatment, my brain completely unable to fathom why my own brother is treating my status with such cold violence. The transport continues to tear through the midnight grid for about three full hours, the darkness enveloping the windows completely. Worn out by the sheer terror and the physical pain of the journey, Chika and my own frame eventually drop into an exhausted sleep, our bodies still tightly secured to the iron seat bolts.