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he added. Erin dwells on her mind whether to say yes or she should decline the offer. "I-I'm sure.." Erin answered, almost whispering. Ysmael is also dwelling on his mind, there's no way he'll get Erin with this, but he knows how it feels to be clueless in anything. He will just give a piece of information, Ajax may be the one to finish telling the story. It can't be left unread forever. "Come here then." Ysmael gently asked, asking Erin to be on his side, which the latter obeyed silently. Erin settled on his side.

Luckily, my words didn’t sound too slurred. He smiled and turned to the bartender… who amazingly enough came right over. Everyone who had been waiting for a drink looked over, jealous. The girls kept looking at the guy holding my hand. There was something about him that made him impossible not to look at. If I hadn’t grown up around werewolves I would probably be staring at him too. Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too.

She hated herself for it. She jerked away, standing abruptly. “I’m tired. I should sleep,” she said quickly, avoiding his gaze. Ryan studied her for a moment longer before rising to his feet. “As you wish,” he said curtly. He turned and left without another word, the door clicking softly behind him. Claire sagged against the bed, her knees weak. She reached under the pillow and clutched the silver key tightly. Change the ending... Could she really do it? Could she rewrite her twisted fate?

"But I still don't see how that helps my situation here." "It's simple, son." There was no mistaking the triumph in the older man's tone now. "If you handle this correctly, you can turn the tables and make it seem like you're the wounded party in all this. The tragic husband who bent over backward trying to make his new marriage work while his unfaithful wife carried on behind your back." James felt his stomach twist uncomfortably at his father's heartlessly pragmatic framing of the situation. "You make it sound so calculated..."

“You need to calm down Rey, we will make sure he doesn’t marry anyone but you.” Carlos’s words, gives me a light bulb moment. I turned around to face him, smiling. Calm like I didn’t just try and stab him with a broken whiskey bottle. “You are a genius, you just gave me the perfect idea, we need to plan this out.” I am parading up and down, formulating a plan. He looked at me a bit confused, “what idea” creasing his brows, staring at me.

“And you’re going to tell me who it is, aren’t you?” His Adam’s apple bobbed again. “F-Fusion…Alliance.” Sighing, I nodded and smiled. “See. Was that so hard? You had to go through all that fuss for a little name. But I told you it would be the last question. I’m good on my word.” Stepping back, I snapped my fingers making him jerk. “You know. I forgot something.” Digging around in my pocket, I rolled a coin through my fingers. “It’s a stupid habit. I know. It’s just…how can I stop? What if it stops you from making your way across and you get stuck? We can’t have that, now can we?”

There, she has a one-night stand with a guy who, surprise, happens to be the son of her dad's new fiancée. As Elissa navigates this unexpected romance, she grapples with family secrets and her own feelings. Will she be able to handle the complications that come with this forbidden love, or will everything fall apart? Join Elissa on a journey of love, surprises, and family drama as she discovers the twists life has in store.

“I want to hurt him emotionally, I badly want to crash his heart as how he crashed mine. He marry another she-wolf and even marked her after the unsuccessful attempt of killing me. That was too much. Killing him would be too easy.” We surely share the same motive here. “I want to watch him fall on the ground crying and begging as I did.” I “We need a good plan and information to use.” He said and I wholly agreed. He got into Aunt Zinny’s room to change and I went to my room too. I should make his room now. After changing my clothes, I went out and touch the wall where I think his room should be. I decide to make his room next to Aunt Zinny’s room. I got the book and started chanting the inca

I smile and nod as I suggest, “What if we went to your room and turned on a movie?” He grabs my hand and kisses it as he says, “That sounds perfect, Char.” He stands up holding onto my hand tightly as he leads me up the stairs. So much has happened and I don’t know how we’re supposed to move forward from this. I feel deceived, but right now, it isn’t the best time for me to talk about all of this. I have to choose my timing carefully. I know there’s more to the story. I don’t understand how him… rebirthing me is possible. There has to be something different about him compared to anyone else and I will get to the bottom of it.

Instead, he walked a little further away. "I'm so sorry, Ruth." Michael retrieved a syringe, which he had hidden inside his sleeve without anyone noticing. He didn't hesitate as he injected the contents into the right side of his body, where his heart lay. The next moment, his body began to sway. He said, "I'll compensate you with my life. Ruth, if we get another chance at life… Let's be siblings again. I'll make it all up to you…" Michael's face quickly turned pale, and he kneeled and fell before my grave.