Glance Unscramble Novels & Stories

➳ Matthew glanced at his watch impatiently. "Is she ready yet?" A ball was taking place this day to celebrate the integration of the two Packs and bring them closer. He was not fond of such large parties, but being the Alpha, he was obliged to attend. "Sorry for making you wait, Alpha." The stylist hurriedly pushed Madeline out the bedroom, giving some final touches to her hair.

All I want to do is scoop her up and hold her but Neil holds me back with a glare. “She is in shock” He states and his eyes fall to the open diary. As if this morning can’t get worse. I know nothing good is in there. Neil is now on the phone cursing out the detective for his officers incompetence and I finally see the words writted in marker over the weeks schedule.

The mother checked the progress of her daughter who was unpacking things in the room. Some boxes are open, and chaos in the room can be seen in various directions. "No mom." The girl looked around to confirm one by one the contents of the box that had been scrambled by herself. "I guess..." She faltered at the end, unsure if her memory might be wrong.

“A creepy caviar-eating stalker doesn’t fit the CV, Mr. Sinclair.” He chuckled. “Whatever you say, Mrs. Sinclair," Crap. I looked for something I could use to change the topic. “The transparent wall—there's nothing to cover it—doesn’t give a lot of privacy.” I chastised. I didn’t see a curtain or veil. “It isn’t see-through. It’s tinted from the outside; unless it’s a sunny day and you’re pressed up against it, no one can see through it. And also-“ He clapped twice, and a black curtain fell over the wall.

[Shocking reversal: Elaine's prize-winning piece was plagiarized! [Ex-Mrs. Shaw slandered, the true victim vindicated.] I was stunned. Why would that old news resurface? Sean strutted by my window for the umpteenth time, and I stopped him. "Are you behind the story that's going viral?" His eyes sparkled, and Max's fluffy head nuzzled my shoulder. "You caught me, Becca. You're just too clever." I exhaled a weary breath. "It's ancient history, so don't worry about it."

– she held out a finger – “to take the first position and if you don’t, I should…” “Never let you play the scrabble board game, ever again,” Anu completed. Ayo shot her a disapproving look and Anu also stuck her tongue out. “Thank God you were there, Anu,” Mrs. Cole said. She tore the envelope and out came a neatly folded sheet. “Well” - she looked at Ayo as she unfolded – “you took second position!” Ayo was going to say something but she interrupted. “Which means no more scrabble in this house!”

Heron “So your telling me the most eligible bachelor in the country proposes to you and you say no?” the exasperation in Clem’s voice was a welcomed comfort on this rather drab morning. It had not stopped raining, and I had to take off my display cases, that would barely fend against the wind. Though being under the canopy meant they weren’t drenched to the bone. Clem looked stary eyes as she rested her hands beneath her chin, her braids swooped up in an intricate bun, “You have to go back and say yes.”

Stop causing a scene. I massaged my aching eyes and said to him with a steady voice. "This isn't a scene. I'm calmly telling you that I'm done with you!

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