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“Now I can’t imagine life without him.” I pressed her hand to my lips, the words anchoring themselves inside me like vows. “Me either.” A knock interrupted the silence. The door creaked open to reveal Shelly—her face soft, her arms already full with two bedtime books, and a sleepy-eyed Able trailing behind. “Can we do storytime here tonight?” she asked. “The boys won’t stop asking to say goodnight to Elijah.” I grinned. “Family bed takeover? Why not.” Sabrina’s POV

Shelby of the Shelby Group having an affair with the servant Yoel…' Meredith's fingers trembled as she hesitantly clicked on it.

Faye said, "Get some rest and think about what you want to do. You can tell me tomorrow. Don't worry, I'm pretty capable. I'll get it done for you." Shelby nodded hard, her expression grateful. Faye smiled and returned to her room. Yet she found it hard to fall asleep with how angry she was. Shelby's fate was far too pitiful, and Faye was even considering tracking down that bastard to teach him a lesson. The night slowly darkened. Shelby tossed and turned in bed and could not sleep, her expression solemn. A long while later, she took a deep breath and walked out of her room. She came to Wilbur's room, slowly twisting the doorknob open.

He had bumped into her while taking a walk in the garden. She had fluttered her eyelashes and rubbed herself against him. He took the hint and got her into his room making sure that no one watched. They were not exactly under surveillance. They could move around as they pleased. Even go out in the city if they wished. Just that the Shambala bodyguards made sure that the guests remained safe. She walked over to the table and poured a glass of wine into a goblet. She turned to face Anbir again and sashayed up to him passing him the goblet.

“Before you decide to give up on the story, you should read the next two books in the series.” “Where did you get those from?” Jo asked quietly as she looked at the small stack of books. “Probably the same place that you got that one. Little library up on the second floor.” “Yeah.” She admitted and gave a little blush. “That’s my library.” “I thought that it might be Shelby’s book.” “Nope. Shell is a card-carrying member of the audiobook and podcast book club. I’m pretty sure that if she had to actually read something not for school, she’d probably burst into flames.”

Brandon “Gina is here,”Shelby said as she entered my office. “What do you want me to get her to start doing first?” I sighed and looked around the office. I didn’t think it through when I told Amalia I would help her friend. I would do anything for my daughter, but there isn’t much for an intern to do around her. Especially not one I’ve seen dancing around my house drunk in skimpy shorts and a shirt. “Bring Gina in here. I’d like to have a word with her, and then I’ll get her started on the filing that needs finishing.”

You just left a few years ago" Shelby inquired feeling worried that something must have happened. Their world is filled with chaos and enemies, that its possible for everything to go wrong on a regular basis. "Nothing, just everyday stuff. I had some work in Creekwood. Its not finished yet. I thought I could stay here. It would be a hassle to go back and forth from Montana until my work is finished" he explained vaguely after making himself comfortable in the chair beside hers. Slowly and hesitantly Shelby sat on the chair which she previously occupied. She sat beside men who are not Alexander countless times before. Everytime she was used as a bargaining chip by her dead husband. Today is t

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

Two years after.. Have you ever reached at point in your life when you thought enough is enough? It has reached to the brim and you just can't manage anymore, you hoping and searching for a get away door. That's how Shay Valentine is feeling right now, its been two years since she lost her parents. Her uncle isn't a good guardian, even though she is an adult now she still have to live under his roof actually her father's roof that he now controlls.

he murmurs as I draw near, his voice a rough whisper that sends shivers down my spine. Shelby, standing off to the side, clears her throat gently, her gaze soft but stern. She’s the one who will bind us together in the ancient rites of our kind. She steps forward, her own crimson ceremonial robe fluttering in the gentle breeze, a book of shadows clutched in her hands.