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Yet, now, dozens of unread messages had flooded her screen, the notification count still climbing. Evelyn's eyes widened in surprise. Clicking into them, she quickly realized that nearly all of them were about Matteo. "Matteo's seriously messed up. Didn't he get his one true love back? Now that you're gone, he suddenly woke up and realized your worth. Please. What does he think this is, some dramatic novel where the jerk hero gets a second chance?

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"Naudia. Listen to me. It's not charity. Just let me take care of you." Take care of me? I haven't even talked to him since I was a little kid besides a couple of minutes here and there at my little brother's fancy ass birthday parties. "I will be okay. Mom will be home soon. Just leave me alone okay." I turn and walk back into my bedroom. My stomach growls and I roll my eyes. What's another day of hunger? I will suffer through just like every other time. I flop down on my bed, laying on my stomach as I scroll through my phone. My service runs out tomorrow and I don't have wifi here so the only way I will be able to talk to anyone is if they come see me in person. Yay me!

She wasn't lying. "I know every details about the Requiem book. I have read the book once before, that was how I got to know how evil it was. I will free you but not now. The Requiem book also has the part where dark spells written on it, like the one casted on you, can be broken. Once you have your freedom, you are still going to pretend you're being under her control for a while. When ever that stupid Sluagh fairy comes, you will let me know." Daisy told her.

But no one knows about the other side of me. At night, when the house is quiet, I hide under my covers with my phone and read the kind of stories that would make my mother faint. Dark. Filthy. Full of dominant men who take what they want. Girls who beg for it. Degradation that makes my thighs press together and my heart race. I touch myself to those stories, whispering things I would never say out loud, and then feel crushing guilt the next morning. I’m supposed to be pure. Innocent. The perfect daughter.

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.

Aiden immediately shuddered. I wanted to ask, do you know anything about a well-known fictional story about me?" "Fiction? You mean novels?" "Yeah, something like that!" "Look in the web novel Writers and look for a story called I know you want me." "Ok, thank you." After replying, Leo immediately closed the conversation and ignored the woman who kept texting him. "Writters, she said? So, this is the application that must be downloaded?" He muttered as he downloaded the web novel application that the unknown woman said.

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We are back in Manila, and Ally finally comes home with me. "Babe, what do you want to eat? I'll cook for you," she asked me affectionately. "Anything Babe as long as you cook," I said as I kissed her. Ally was busy cooking in the kitchen, I was bored, so I read some online stories at Good Novel, one of the most popular apps in the world. The most readable stories genres nowadays were LGBT; that was great. Aspiring writers open up their version of the world through a book to love freely in any gender it has, which others cannot accept.

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”