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“But tomorrow, someone else will deliver it.” His lips curved into the faintest smile. “We’ll see.” Back at the café, Lila nearly exploded with excitement when Grace relayed the encounter. “Grace!” she squealed, grabbing her arm. “Do you understand what’s happening? This is like every romance novel ever. Grumpy billionaire, feisty girl, instant sparks!” Grace groaned, covering her face with her hands. “This isn’t a romance novel, Lila. It’s my life. And I don’t want sparks with him. I want him to leave me alone.”

The jitters in my chest kept me restless as I silently climbed down from the bed. In the dimly lit room, Grace Everly, my friend since our orphanage days, was seated on the surplus computer chair, donning an inexpensive headset and an oversized old hoodie that draped her frame. Her short, tousled raven hair carelessly clung at the ends. The dark circles beneath her eyes hint she hadn't taken a nap, typing the manuscript of her new novel, which she had just started a few days ago. The dim glow of her aging laptop screen accentuated her pale complexion and the subtle freckles scattered across her nose.

I was tempted to ask if her book was titled The Chronicles of My Secret Crush on Dax Donomie. We wrapped up the writing tips, but Grace wasn’t done talking. No, she seamlessly transitioned into telling me about her life or, more accurately, her life with Dax. “Dax is grouchy but such a gentleman,” she gushed, clasping her hands like she was narrating a fairy tale. Grouchy, gentleman? What the heck was that? “Even when he looks like he could kill anyone who dares to annoy him, deep down, he’s so kind.”

Girl whimpered in need and pain. "A-Aaron~ please k-knot m-me" Grace whined looking up at the girl with her big blue doe eyes looking so innocent but begging for a very sinful thing. Aaron clenched his jaw trying so hard not to pounce on her and knot the girl just like she's begging for, pleasuring her so much that she will beg for him to stop, thrust into her until the sun shows it's shine to the world. Made her cry out in ectasy while pounding into her hard and fast－

Quiet whispers tangled with shaky cries and promises no one else in the world would ever hear. The war wasn’t over. Not by a long shot. If anything, it had only truly just begun. But as Zayn held her close, carefully claiming and loving, Lira knew that whatever came next–be it ruin, redemption, or heartache, she would meet it tangled tight in his arms, calling his name like a curse and a prayer, and savor it slowly and dangerously every beautiful second.

"Your Majesty, I'm happy to tell you my feelings. I'm willing to dedicate everything to you. Bella doesn't deserve your love; you should love me, only me." "Madwoman." Haydn's cold words left Grace momentarily frozen. "Hahaha Hahaha Hahaha. Yes, I am crazy," Grace stood up, laughing maniacally. "I've loved you with my whole life. I am completely insane, love you to madness." The soldier drew his sword, threatening her not to move, but she unexpectedly grabbed it from him. She didn't rush to kill me or Haydn.

“Thank you ma’am.” Dylan said as he took the cookie and ate it. “I just want to hear her singing Grandma.” Romero said as he took a seat in an empty chair. Elleanna’s voice carried into the front as she sang and baked “…Now I’m a warrior…Now I’ve got thicker skin…I’m a warrior….I’m stronger than I’ver been..And my armor, is made of steel, you can’t get in…I’m a warrior…and you can never hurt me again….Out of the ashes, burnin’ like fire….you can save your apologies…you’re nothing,but a liar…I’ve got shame, I’ve got scars…that I will never show…I’m a survivor…In more ways than you know…”

Gracie itched her nape at the thought of the one reason they were here. “at least It’s better than being the bar guy.” “hmn… his voice is great though.” Emma squeaked and relaxed back to her chair. Gracie then kept staring at the guy singing and playing the guitar. She thought he did it with his heart. She thought his voice beautiful. People hardly paid them attention though. They were like causal things. Maybe she was the only one who just kept listening with rapt attention… And feeling the lyrics. It was really beautiful. *

The pen had stopped moving and she was in the Destiny Land looking at the new word formed in the manuscript, Shala in the Human World looking at the sky with his gaze traveling into fairy Land, and Ginevra in Morvin Hills looking at her hands absorbing remaining water drops …all said in unison, “WAR.” Announcement-: Dear readers, I am very happy with the love you are giving my book. I am going to publish the second book too within some days. Kindly check on that too. It's a contest book with Werewolf Genre. The book is going to a be a short one. I hope you will give your love and keep supporting me always.

Sophia asked Grace when she wouldn't stop doing that. “You want war, right?” Both Alpha Nelson and Sophia were a little bit shocked when Grace had asked such a question. “I am very sure you do love war; it is very obvious and clear, dear and dear, I would give you, mark my words! You both can now enjoy your breakfast.” Grace said her voice was bland; one couldn't even understand if she was happy or angry. She left the dining room and descended upstairs, leaving the two to go on with their breakfast. Even staying with her mother, who goes drunk every day, was better than staying with Alpha Nelson in his estate; it was hell! Not even an estate.