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I Left My Heart On Sirius Eva Green Published by: Eva Green I Left My Heart On Sirius Copyright © 2021 by Eva Green All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored or transmitted without the prior written consent of the copyright owner and publisher of this book. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. *

A perfect place where the risk of getting attacked would be next to none. “What’s the plan now?” Zak asked. The three of us looked at each other, startled. “Let’s get the facts straight,” Rachel said. “We know that the Golden Leaf has been taken by some criminal organisation known as Obsidian. It seems like the leader has been taken out,” – she gave a quick glance to Zak – “and news would’ve spread quickly to other members of Obsidian. That means the other members of this organisation are going to be more prepared and more determined to” – she gulped nervously – “to kill us.”

Eric let out a soft laugh. "Interesting," he said. "But your answer works too," she said. "I want the Earth to be healthy, too." He grinned at her and came to a stop in a small clearing in the trees. He set his bag on the ground and retrieved his notebook from inside, opening it to a page and handing it to Nova. "You see the illustrations on this page, Nova?" He asked. She nodded, running her fingers over the paper. I peered over her shoulder to look at the journal page. A line of illustrations were neatly drawn, each of a different type of leaf. Cursive, slanted writing was off to the side of each one.

I answered back. "It was so easy to pass Harvard, Dylan." Gerald spoke. I did not reply, of course, they have a mind of a genius. I have a mind of an artist, and it's just totally different—and the Hearst, my family, they do not care about artists like me, they only care about Science.

"Take those eye contact lenses off." "Huh?" "Those blue eye contacts you're wearing. Take them off." I sighed. "Chloe..." "Take them off." I sighed again, a sign of giving in. I stopped my tracks, which made her stopped hers too and placed my books on a random table nearby. I carefully took my contact lenses out and placed them where they belong. "See?" Chloe said as I picked my books up again. "You look so much better with green eyes." "Thanks," I grinned. "It's so weird to go on without them. It just feels..."

“Good afternoon, is this Charlotte Kingston?” “Yes,” I said. “I’m calling from BrightLeaf Publishing. You submitted your manuscript to our open call two months ago?” My heart thudded. “Yes…” “Well, congratulations!” she said. “We’re thrilled to inform you that your book has been selected for our new author program. Contract signing will begin shortly. We’d like you to come into our office to meet the team.” I gripped the phone tighter. “You..you’re serious?” “Absolutely. We’ll send the details by email. Could you come in this week?”

The technology special reporter gave a quick synopsis of the GroGreen app launch. "Industry leader, Hyperion Industries, located in the heart of San Francisco's tech movement, does it again with the launch of GroGreen. Imagine a master gardener, landscaper, and flower expert in your pocket, and this amazing new application guarantees everyone will have a green thumb." The news story cut to Rainer in the downstairs press room.

Nina was surprised to see Eleanor worrying about that rather than thinking of a way how to get married within the given time by her grandmother. Eleanor’s grandmother’s name was Miranda Anderson, the chairperson of Aloha Enterprise. It was the most famous multinational company that hailed from Roveign city. About 60 years ago Allec Anderson started a small company and it soon expanded into a consortium by his wife, Miranda Anderson’s hard work and full dedication towards her husband and the company. Miranda was famous for her beauty, skills and also faithfulness towards Aloha. Through her super methods of grabbing the attention of rich investors, she spanned Aloha Enterprise globally even a

The publisher's name was Yetunde. Adaeze discovered this when she clicked through to the profile that had sent the message, finding there a woman in her early forties with the particular quality of someone who had built something deliberately and inhabited it with the ease of long ownership. The publishing house was called Rootword Press — small, independent, Lagos-based, with a catalogue that Adaeze spent an evening reading through with the careful attention she brought to things she wanted to understand properly before forming an opinion about.

I pointed to Alcantra forest on the map. “I agree,” Lilith and Peter chorused almost at the same time. “So what is the way forward Martha?” She added and everyone focused on me, I donned a confused look. “Green is not around, You’re the next in line to lead the Vampire community.” My mate muttered with all sincerity and my frown arched even deeper. “No, I can’t,” “Green chose you as her second in command, she’s your best friend, you’re the right person to lead this task, to take charge,”