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I asked out loud. I roamed my hands through his stack of books, “He reads,” I let out a small sarcastic laugh. Surprisingly to me, he had some of my favorite author's books. “Wow, he has Half a Yellow sun” I gasped at the realization. I was just at a loss for words; a lot of emotion crashed through me, but I didn't know how to feel. I felt trapped. Not by the room itself, but by my own emotions. Why did my body betray me like this? After everything Dominique had put me through, the cruelty, the humiliation. Why did I still feel this magnetic pull towards him?

“I am done Jay!” “Nope. There is still left Miss Lily.” Jay is really unbelievable. This people! They don’t want a left over! “Why?!” I complain. “I am already pig because of your doing guys!” Jay gave me a petite smile. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE

See, It's not my fault that I'm a half-blood. I too 'had' a normal life just like you until a series of action thriller mega-fantasy stuff started to happen in my life out of nowhere. Trust me, being normal is better than all this. Being a half-blood for real is pretty...I don't need to say that, because my brother has actually told all about it, so no. Let me warn you too. If you are reading this to become a half-blood, please don't do this, you are going to be in great danger, it's better if you go to the kitchen, take a knife and stab yourself. But if you are a person who doesn't believe in a fantasy world saying fantasy is for kids and none of this is ever going to happen in your life, o

It's frustrating that I'll be returning home to the Hayes home. However, I didn't get the chance to run too far before Mindy caught up with me. I hate that I'm a half-breed. The disadvantage of being half wolf and half human is that you can never speed up enough or better than a full wolf. I have no idea how Mindy found out about me leaving when Kingston had shielded me from curious eyes. I thought I had gone far enough to rest, but Mindy jumped out of nowhere and scratched my face.

Perhaps the words are readable only to me, unlike the other red book. This realization makes the whole thing even more ominous than before. "I guess it's only me who can read this one." "How convenient," she quips sarcastically again. I laugh at her joke and the eye roll she adds at the end, before looking down and feeling the pages. A rush of power pulses through my hands, and I take a deep breath. "I've realized the book is divided into two halves, in a way," I begin explaining to her. "The first part seems like a journal of some sort, and the second part holds things that look like incantations and rituals."

“Please open your eyes and look at me.” “I need a minute or two,” I confess. “I’m the same person I was before Hiraya.” I snap my eyes open. “Are you, really?” I ask, my voice sharp. “Not in my head right now. Because I’m realizing I fell in love only with half of you…the half I know. You have never introduced me to the other half so…no, Kaan. You are not the same person as before. I’m trying to figure out how to deal with that. Why did you not tell me before?”

Everyone in Riverton knew Serena Prescott, the heiress of the Prescott family, collected boyfriends for the short term and never kept them for long. In five years of marriage, she had gone through ninety-nine new lovers. People in our circle said I had world-class patience, that I was the perfect husband who could endure anything. Then a swimming coach named Mason Clark appeared at Serena's side. Mason came from an ordinary family, yet he made her break her own rule about never bringing new lovers home. Serena gave me two choices. Either calmly accept him moving in, or take the money and leave, ending our marriage. Everyone was waiting to see me swallow my pride for love and keep play

she said, and I waved at her in response. Alone in my room, my thoughts turned to my life as a half-rank wolf. With an alpha Dad and an omega mom, our existence was considered an abomination by our society, neither fully high-ranked nor fully low-ranked. The high wolves would despise us for having our blood mixed with the slaves, while the slaves would treat us the same for being above them despite having the same blood. It was like we had no place in this world.

My supernatural nature is bleeding through my human facade, and I'm losing the battle to keep it hidden. Madison's eyes narrow as she senses something has changed, but her teenage cruelty overrides any instinct for self-preservation. "Aw, are you going to cry? That's so—" The lights in the hallway flicker ominously, and I feel power crackling just beneath my skin like electricity looking for a way out. My dual nature is fighting for control, the goddess inside me struggling to manifest fully in response to the anger enveloping my consciousness. I press my back against the nearest locker, trying desperately to keep myself together. But the internal struggle is too intense, the conflict betwee

Zora offered Sylvain an appreciative smile, "I then told you that the second half was sent somewhere and I wasn't sure where, that magic would protect it until it needed to be found. That was an untruth. The second half of the book had chosen me as its keeper. I could not hand the book over to you until the time was right. Have you gone through the first half?" "It spoke of the prophecy and the oracle who had seen this fate. It went into detail about how there would be a change experienced amongst our kind. How everyone would be treated as equals. How the golden-winged fae would bring peace and would offer us protection," I recalled. Whenever I had a few moments to myself I would open up the