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“I am unfamiliar with where you came from, but I know very well where you are now. You are nestled in the Catskill Mountains just west of Monticello, New York near a little spoken of town called Honeyville. Master Rowan had this castle built well over a century ago as a place to lay his head when he was in this country. It is a lovely home with 44 rooms, 32 stairwells, 18 fireplaces and 21 chimneys, all hewn from hand-mixed reinforced concrete in a blend of medieval, Byzantine, and Gothic styles. When you are feeling better, perhaps you would like a tour.” “I was in Philadelphia,” Jasper muttered with despair. “I belong in Philadelphia. My work is there. My home…” “Your home is now he

She took one and unwrapped it before she made her way to the room’s door. Jess had not run into anybody yet, but the bigger problem is she had no idea where she was and how to get out of her. As she made it down the hall, two voices could be heard, Jess turned the first doorknob she could find and run into the room. She softly closed the door and pressed herself against the wall hoping that now one could see her through the glass part of the door. When she heard the voices start to become distant, she left out a breath she was holding in. Jessica took a step away from the wall and moved deeper into the room. It was clearly an office. The walls were lined with books, most had medical terms al

Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)

Hello to my readers! This chapter is the last chapter for LOGAN and just to warn you it's a bit longer and I don't want to split it in half because this is an epilogue. I deeply apologize and would like to say thank you for joining me on this journey with completing book 1 of The Wolfe Brothers series. See you guys in book 2! It had been a week since the incident with Heather, and I was ready to return to school, acting as if nothing had happened. The next day I treated it like any other ordinary day.

he said then left. Jess drove home feeling confused and wondering why William was being so nice. It would have been better if he had been aloof and cold. She would have been able to deal with that. This kindness was killing her from the inside. When she got to the hotel, Pete was pulling into the driveway at the same time she did. They walked to the penthouse together with Jess telling Pete all about Leslie and the baby. She made sure to leave out the identity of the kind man who helped Leslie get to the hospital. Pete was both surprised and happy by the developments. Jesss could now have a friend. She had become a loner after the funeral and the only time she left the house was for work or

Marcus asked. Jasper shook his head and said, “With every full moon, I feel the zombie effects just a little bit more. I’ve managed to subdue them until recently. I’m craving raw flesh. Human would be ideal, but I’ve focused on animals. I came very close to eating a dog yesterday. I need to get things back under control. I took my blood to study so that I can work on it again.” Marcus’ face went white and his body stiffened as he choked out, “You crave human flesh?”

I can feel my heartbeat slowing as the weight of the world lifts just a little. And even though Alex annoys the hell out of me most days, right now, I’m grateful. Grateful he came. Grateful I’m alive. As they lift me onto a stretcher, the sound of radios, sirens, and muffled orders swirl around me. And just before the darkness pulls me back under, I whisper a silent prayer of thanks Thank you, God. For sending someone. Third Person POV

Terry may be a woman disguised as a man, but she has such a beautiful face you couldn't resist having a crush on her. On the other hand, with his childish personality, Seth quickly got Jo to open up. I don't know what or how he gets kids to like him. I mean, when Poppy was scared to trust anyone, he was the first to open her heart, even when she was raised in the dark and scarred by the men who had done things to her. Seth has a way with kids. It may be because he is obsessed with Marvel, D.C., Harry Potter, and other popular brands that kids and adults his age collect. He even has some Lego models that he assembled placed on his shelves.

The Emperor helps Brixtius rise back up and keeps speaking, "My old friend! Are you enjoying Pompeii?" "Yes, my lord!" Brixtius replies jovially. Now, I can't tell if Brixtius is just kissing the Emperor's ass or is happy to see a "friend." I hope it is the latter. Because Brixtius's character has gone up a few more notches in my book. Maybe I can convince about the slave's tags? "And who might this lovely, young woman be?" I catch the Emperor glancing at me. "My lord, I present, Lady Jessa," Brixtius answers. Lady?

Author's point of view... Izzy’s hands trembled as she clutched the book she had just pulled from the bottom of the box. The familiar brown cover, worn and faded from years of use, immediately brought her back to a time long before she had been trapped in Robert’s world. It was her mother’s book, one of the very few personal belongings that had survived after she had lost her. This book was like a life journal for her. She forgot to take that book with her when she was in the Brown's mansion for holidays and when she returned there and searched for it, Lissa told her that she had thrown the dusty book away.