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The Freedom to Love

The Freedom to Love

It was a message from Alex. [The wind looks great tomorrow. Do you want to go skydiving? Let's jump from the peak and into the sunrise.] I looked at the screen and smiled. The Alpha King of the northern territory had just freed me from all rules, and the wind of the southern territory was about to carry me into the sky.
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No More Free Rides

No More Free Rides

If it delays the acquisition, can you afford the consequences? I froze for a second. That was when I remembered mentioning to my dad before that I wanted to bring Bluebell Bio Tech under the Smith Group. I had not expected him to already set things in motion. Seeing me fall silent, James Carter loosened his tie and pointed at the copy of the rental contract, speaking with complete confidence. "Since you've been paying for the vans these past three years, that means you clearly don't care about this amount of money. "I'm giving you a chance to fix this. The fine is already paid, but you must restore the shuttle service immediately.
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The Last Free Pass

The Last Free Pass

After hanging up, Dylan nudged the ten-dollar hand cream toward me. “Jenna, Bianca really needs this job. Her livelihood depends on her hands, so this is more urgent for her. Just use this tonight, and I’ll book you another manicure after I get paid next month, okay?” I stared at the cracks along my fingertips. Then, I remembered the words I had accidentally seen in his phone memo earlier that day. [Free pass for letting Bianca hurt Jenna: 1 remaining] [If Jenna ends the relationship first, all free passes will automatically reset.]
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A Free Relationship

A Free Relationship

There was a plate of spicy fried peanuts that had been purchased for cheap somewhere and a plate of vegetable stir-fry that had obviously been hastily prepared. Seth opened the whiskey and poured it into a dispenser. Then, he placed two glasses before himself and Ethan. Ethan wiped his face and smiled wryly. "Doesn't this bring you back to that winter in the basement?" The people were the same, the dishes were the same, and even Maisie's clothes were the same. Seth said, "It does." Ethan's expression became a little pained. Then, he took a deep breath and raised his glass. His Adam's apple bobbed as he said, "Mais, let's… Let's end on a nice note."
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Gen YA
I already suspected that Ethan has a terminal illness! Though this is only a fictional storyline, but in reality, first, there are still a lot of ways for a remedy to an illness even cancer especially nowadays with so much advance technology in finding a cure
nic26f
I enjoyed this story the most of the shorts I’ve read over the past few days. It had a great ending, not like the trashy endings of others. It made you torn, wondering who you’re rooting for, Ethan or Seth. It was very touching, one that will stay with you for a while. Reading it again is a must!
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Am I Free?

Am I Free?

Cheyenne looks at him and tries to read his expressions but fails as he has none on his face. Daniel knits his eyebrows when he sees Cheyenne walk towards a tattoo shop. The shop is dimly lit inside with a big glowing, red sign board with the shop’s name displayed on the outside of the shop. The shop is called ‘Ink Express’, the inside could be seen through the glass walls and Daniel noticed the various designs that has been drawn on the walls. Cheyenne pushes the glass door open and looks back at Daniel who is now just standing in front of the shop with a puzzled look on his face. “This is where we live.” She smiles at him. “You said you lived in a homeless shelter.” He questions her. “Just
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Where Freedom Begins

Where Freedom Begins

Night had fallen. Late that night, Duncan called to tell me that Chandler was drunk at a club, and he refused to listen to anyone trying to talk to him. "Alina, please. After all these years, have a little mercy. You're the only one who can get through to him. We've tried everything, and he won't listen. If he keeps drinking like this, something bad is going to happen." I responded coldly, "If something happens, take him to the hospital. Don't call me for things like this again."
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Withered Yet Freed

Withered Yet Freed

"I have something tonight. Need to go out, so I can't stay with you." With that, he turned and left. Watching him walk away, Sarah touched her stomach, her feelings complicated. Lying in bed, Sarah couldn't fall asleep. After tossing and turning, she picked up her phone and started playing games. After a few rounds, a message from Nelson suddenly popped up on her screen. [Had too much to drink. Come pick me up. Golden Pavilion Club, Room 401.] He got drunk so soon after leaving? Sarah frowned but didn't think much of it. She grabbed her jacket and headed out.
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Breaking Free Before It's Too Late

Breaking Free Before It's Too Late

All I knew was that I was probably going to be stuck with him for the rest of my life. However, things wouldn't stay peaceful and mundane for long. Soon, I ran into my first massive problem—money. Although Marley kept telling me that I didn't have to worry about it, I still told him seriously, "Marley, I want to have an equal relationship with you. I don't want to have to rely on you and leech off of you in this relationship." Marley just nodded silently, without a word. I recalled the times back in Crenia when I used to be the lead jewelry designer in Nolan Group. I still had some leftover design sketches from back then. I just didn't know if there'd be any potential market in Ferris for th
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Freedom Again

Freedom Again

he said mocking me, they knew the meaning of it. They knew I was a Muslim. They knew it was a necessity. Yet, they did this. I fell to the ground my long honey hair falling from the bun. I tried to yank the scarf from his feet, but I couldn't. Many took off there phones recording the whole thing. While I was numb. I deceived my god. everyone saw me and my hair. everyone was laughing when I finally succeed to pull the scarf away from his feet, it dirty stained with dirt. I pulled on my head, standing only to look at Tania, a smug look on her face.
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Ever since I stumbled upon 'Sons of Anarchy', I've been fascinated by the gritty world of outlaw motorcycle clubs. The Rebels MC, from what I've pieced together through documentaries and interviews, is one of those groups that blur the line between brotherhood and infamy. They're often portrayed as tight-knit, with rituals and codes that feel almost tribal—patches earned through loyalty, not just bought. But there's always this underlying tension in their stories, like the constant dance between freedom and chaos.

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