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His family. ******** "Jagg". Ashwin back hugged Jagger who was standing in the window. "Yes love". Jagger turned to him to look into his warm chocolate eyes. He kissed his plump lips once. Before looking again in his eyes. "I Found Love. I found love when I expected it least". He whispered the same words that once Jagger said to him. Jagger felt his eyes pooled up with happy tears. "I Found love too Ashwin. When I expected it least". He ghosted those plump lips to seal the deal.

" I never imagined one day I'd become someone who would lose my composure while cornering a man in public. But right now, I stared at Evan with bloodshot eyes, waiting for him to give me an answer. "Don't force my hand here, Cynthia. Please wait for me outside, I'll go find you once I'm done here." He spoke in a low tone, as if I were someone he was ashamed to be seen with. I stopped pushing, knowing that I couldn't get an answer now. But I wasn't expecting to bump into Jade as soon as I stepped out. I had never seen her before, but Evan had described her so vividly in his scripture. Her jet-black hair, fair skin, even the small light brown mole by her brow—it was all exactly the same.

All my life, I had begged the heavens, begged for a name, begged for a home. Only now did I understand. A true home is the self. From this day on, whatever struggles may come my way, I stand firmly on my own two feet.

I whisper. "You are no god. Just a self-obsessed, obnoxious, unworthy, mortal man who called himself a god,” He speaks and it doesn’t take me long to realize that he is repeating my words from that night. There are these unknown guilt and pain in his eyes. Words won’t be able to capture them. “Guess you were right,” He adds. My chest weights down with my own words coming out of his mouth. “I... -”

Entering the house, I walked up the stairs, my hands tightly gripping the staircase rail as the sound of moans and groans grew louder, John Legend’s all of you playing lowly in the background. Cooper was wicked. He even played this song for her? Tears fell from my eyes and I forced my legs to move. “Mmm, I love you baby, you feel so goood”, Cooper groaned loudly with passion. “Harder, fuck, yesss”, a female voice moaned loudly. “I’ll fuck you harder baby, I’ll do anything you want, I love you, fuckkk”, Cooper moaned passionately. I got to the room and watched with a tear-stricken face as Cooper fucked a woman passionately on our matrimonial bed.

“Oh, but what is lost ain’t gone No, you can't just let go 'Cause it's a part of you that will make you strong Embrace your flaws ... " Embrace my flaws ... My scars .. My pains .. My burdens .. Yes Azaia. It was just overthinking .. Cassandra and Ayesha are still there and now you have Xenoah too. Slowly, I shut my mind and focus on how good he is at singing. He ended the song well. I want to pampered him with sweet words but I slowly fall asleep.

Her uncles placed her onto the ground as she stared gormlessly, not sure what she was seeing. “Ready?” Darkous laughed as he moved towards the black hole, dragging the princess along with him. Elika panicked further as darkness surrounded her; the sudden feeling of falling polluting her senses. Light suddenly burst into Elika’s sight as they emerged from the other side of the black hole, the darkness dissipating as quickly as it had arrived. Elika was shocked by the realization that she was no longer in the heaven dimension as her uncle released his hold on her. She gasped when she saw the burning bodies of those who were damned, their bodies locked into the stone walls as far as the eye cou

Daniel’s heart stumbled. A breeze passed between them, warm and gentle. They wandered deeper into the night, talking about things that mattered—and things that didn’t. Her laughter mingled with the music. His voice grew more confident around her. Their hands brushed more often now. Neither pulled away. But the moment that both of them would remember for years came quietly. As they neared the middle of the market, they passed a small booth where a local musician was strumming a guitar, singing an old love song—soft, sweet, timeless.

“You are the bride of a god.” Her breath caught. “Bride… of a god?” Her fingers tightened around the ring. “What bride?What God” She has never met any God let alone to consent to any marriage. Wait he couldn’t possibly mean his bride right? She gasped as it dawned on her she was referring to himself. So he is a God? Ivana stood there confused as several thoughts flooded her mind. “Yes, mortal.” His eyes bore into her. “And being bound to you…” His jaw clenched. “Only deepens my hatred for humans.”

--- Later that night, the music was too loud, the lights too sharp, and Zara was already halfway past the point of caring. Chloe had been right. It helped. A little. Zara leaned against the bar, swirling her drink slowly, her thoughts still looping back to the interview she couldn’t quite understand. Every time she tried to make sense of it, the memory shifted—his voice, the silence, the way the room seemed to bend around him. “You’re thinking again,” Chloe shouted over the music. “I can’t turn it off,” Zara replied. “Try alcohol,” Chloe said simply, taking another sip of her drink.