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With trembling hands, I placed my glass down and replaced it with white paper, written in black. “This is truly 50 shades.” That was meant for me, but he heard it since he seemed to have the senses of an animal. I don’t know, a wolf maybe? If someone would tell me he was a werewolf, I would agree in an instant. “Except this is real, and Christian Grey is a fantasy.” He noted down, and I wanted to pinch myself to feel if it was really the way he said it, or if I was kind of trapped in some crazy world of rich billionaire, little naïve girl, the duo fall in love and run into the sunset together.

This journal had really become a trusted friend, the one common denominator in all her travels. She turned back the heavy leather cover, and the pages crinkled. She looked at her handwriting, flipping through the pages, and noticed how it had already changed. All the different types of inks, of pens….Some of the pages were soiled by now, covered in dirt stains or wine spills. The pages had become thick, too, from water stains and dampness. The journal already felt as if it were a thousand years old. She was shocked at how thick it had become. Had she really done all this? The pages were getting completely filled, and Caitlin had to keep turning to find a blank page. Finally, she did. She too

Arabella Pov It's been three months since my Luna celebration. I had been working non-stop on pack business all day. I washed up and got into bed with a book. My mates weren't here as they were in their office, handling pack business as well. We're getting married in as little as two weeks, so I'm trying not to overwork myself. I recently started reading fifty shades of grey. Honestly, this book is nothing but pure sex, but it intrigues me, especially after what the triplets decided to do to me a month ago.

Shakti's voice cracked, and Porishma listened carefully. "He was behaving like Mr. Grey," Shakti said and resumed preparing midnight snacks for everyone. "Huh? Davis?" Porishma was confused by the mention of Davis. Shakti giggled at her reaction. "No, not Davis Grey. I was talking about Christian Grey from *Fifty Shades of Grey*. That Mr. Grey, not yours," Shakti said and blushed darkly, and Porishma laughed at her red face. **After having midnight snacks:** "I'll sleep with Daddy," Ansh said happily, and Rudra looked at Davis, who was sulking.

Lindsey said and quickly gulped down all five shots all at once. "Hope there isn't any problem?" Lindsey turned towards the voice and meet a dark muscular man standing in front of her. He had a moustache which Lindsey thought was cute and his perfume was very strong and had a nice fragrance "Why? can't a lady drink anymore?" Lindsey asked staring at him. Williams' lips twitched in a smile as he walked towards the empty seat close to her. He sat down before turning to answer her question "I never said so, just that it's not every day you see a pretty damsel sitting at a bat counter alone and taking five shots of tequila all at once, I almost thought you were in a drinking competition" William

"It's, really, Tasha. You don't know the pressure it is to know that anything I say tonight will be in some dialogue in a book of yours. I'm trying to say that I could search for any phrase I'm saying tonight and I would find it on g****e, like the speech of a character. That's too much, Tasha. I'm not kidding. I really think too much what writers can do for other people. I've heard many stories of people in depression who were cured by finding help in the books, even those that most people consider a bullshit that should not have been written. You're awesome!” I agreed with him. In one of the worst phases of my life, it was an inconsequential love for Fifty Shades of Grey that took me out o

I blink several times as I take out the book and see purple tentacles on the cover. I blink and flip through it. flip through it. Holy crap. This is not the last Slade Gray book. Things happen in this book that blow my mind. Things happen in this book that blow my mind. eight fucking dicks? I feel the floor drop out from under me when a thought occurs to me. thought. My fucking soul mate thinks I read this shit. There's only one, maybe two men brave enough to do this shit to me.

His cold, calculating eyes were pinned directly onto me, tracking the blood dripping from my lip and the chains holding me down. “Your boyfriend,” Grey repeated, his voice dangerously low, dropping like ice into the quiet basement. “The street-rat who leaked our family records? The one who took Reina’s money to systematically destroy your reputation?” A heavy, brutal tension settled over us. I held my breath, my heart hammering against my ribs so hard it felt like it was going to burst. Nikolai’s manic smile didn’t fade, but I saw his jaw clench tightly. “He did what he was paid to do,” Nikolai said, his tone suddenly shifting, dropping into something cold and terrifyingly defensive. He took

“Gentle? Little bird, I didn’t pay five thousand dollars for gentle. I paid for a girl I can ruin. I paid for this.” He grabbed the neckline of my black gown and ripped. The sound of the fabric tearing felt like a scream in the quiet room. The dress fell to my waist, leaving me shivering and exposed. His gaze dropped to my chest, and I saw his jaw tighten. “God, you’re perfect,” he muttered, his voice sounding like gravel. I tried to cover myself with my hands, my face burning with shame, but he caught my wrists in one hand and pinned them over my head against the door.

The moment my eyes landed on the room, I immediately understood what she meant. Gray was sitting near the window, completely unaware—or perhaps completely unconcerned—about the attention he was attracting. Morning sunlight spilled through the glass behind him, illuminating the pages of the book he was reading. Around him, several girls seemed determined to find excuses to linger nearby. Some were pretending to search through their bags. Others kept walking past his desk for reasons that made absolutely no sense. The entire thing would have been ridiculous if it wasn’t so obvious. Lila lowered her voice dramatically. “Do you see what I see?”