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“You could say that, now can I have it back? Those are personal.” He holds out his hand, waiting for me to relinquish the book. “Not a chance. Mine was personal too, but that didn’t stop you. It’s only fair.” I directed my attention back to the book, thumbing through several drawings, each more amazing than the last. Most were animals, or some sort of nature landscape. One landscape in particular of a waterfall in a meadow was absolutely stunning. “This is beautiful.” I say, running a hand over the paper. “I can take you there.” He says. My eyes snap up to meet his in surprise and I can see he immediately regrets his choice of words. “I didn’t mean it like that.” He says quickly, trying to b

" Thank you Val but please found Noah as soon as possible. " We all stand up to leave. " Boys are you sure you never got encounter with any mafia? " Val asked lifting his eyebrows. I guess he doubts us. No one said anything. " Anyway if don't want to tell I'm not going to force but let me tell you one thing, involving in the mafia is a lifetime mistake because they never stop following you. And if you have ever met any mafia do tell me so I can help. Otherwise, it's your choice. " He said with confidence.

I grinned, Diego is such a fool. “You know what, I actually don’t like snitches.” I said to Federico and pulled out my gun, with a bullet to his head he died and his blood splattered on the nearby wall. Ahh art… DIEGO POINT OF VIEW They say life gives you lemons for you to make lemonade but sometimes life can be so kind and gracious, sometimes life can just hand you a glass of cold tasty lemonade. Desmond sandals, that scoundrel who had the audacity to take over my empire. He is my first target, He will be the first the feel my wrath, I am supposed to capture him today at the party that I have planned for all my enemies but life just decided to do me a favor.

She bought a hat, put on her glasses, and kept an eye on Stella. Stella was reading in the bookstore. She was reading a book on the psychology of micro-expressions. She thought it was good. She paid and took the book, then went into the cafe. She ordered a cup of Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee, and read it quietly. Felicia saw that Stella did not answer her phone, which meant that Frederick did not call her. As a matter of fact, she already said that she would go to the United States with him. If Frederick were to go with Stella, she would definitely inform Stella not to go.

His voice fills my mind as he opens our mindlink. ‘I love you both.’ THE END This concludes book 1 of The Stone Sister Series! I know there are still many questions: What about Bram? What about The Underground? What about Sage? Be on the lookout for Book 2: Emmy’s Story, which will be titled Rejecting Fate! If you enjoyed this story and my writing, please follow my I G for updates and more! Thank you all so much! <3 JNS

Ultimately, they were reduced to the bottom of the pyramid, stripped even of the smallest share of resources by previous chairmen. If things continued like this, they were bound to face extinction. In my past life, on the brink of death, I'd seen a pair of green eyes so bright, they were like gems. They were beautiful, and I knew that Landon was the only one who had such eyes. He'd charged into the sea of flames without hesitation and tried his best to save me and Tim. Unfortunately, the fire had been too fierce, and he'd failed to do anything. In the end, he had died with us.

on her neck. Soraia frowned as she touched it, then plucked it from her neck and held it in front of her eyes; the waning sun opened in its splendor, illuminating the star where Soraia read: "the world is a book of choices, and for you there will always be one. Everything had returned like an all-consuming ball of fire. But the worst memory that Soraia even wanted to be forgotten also returned - the day Julio Cesar raped and killed her.

She twisted and wrenched the book sideways, ripping the knife from the woman's hand. The woman gaped at her in surprise, hands empty. Felecia used that moment of surprise. She struck out with the spine of the book, hitting the woman square between the eyes. The woman stumbled back into the man, one hand pressed to her face. Felecia grinned. She wasn't that far removed from her street urchin days. The man shoved the woman aside. Her gaze locked with that of the man and her smile vanished. She took a step back into her stall and grasped the knife, wrenching it out of the book.

she ran toward them, ignoring the pain in her limbs. Kieran followed, and together they broke the chains, pulling the children free. The ground shook, the stones cracking, the pit collapsing in on itself. Selene raised her hands, calling on the moon. Silver light poured from her skin. With a roar, she slammed it into the center of the pit. Magic met magic. The explosion knocked them all back. When the light faded, the ritual stones were shattered. The pit was gone. And Alaric lay still, his body broken.

We were in his territory, within the boundaries of the Chicago Outfit. Giving my brother one last glance, I trudged toward Bella in my strapped stilettos-turned-flat, since I had broken the other heel as well, holding the pleated drop of my peach-coloured dress. Bella’s eyes fell on me and she asked, “You’re here? I thought you were looking for Fabi.” “Didn’t make it that far. Trouble in Paradise.” Holding her breath, she muttered, “I’m thinking about running. Want to join?”