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Back to the front cover. Kenneth gave me this book as a present. For drawing purposes, I know it's a sketchpad with white blank papers. Just ordinary... Yet now, I'm witnessing with my own two eyes how the plain abstract cover erased its colors, transforming into something red with cursive design at the center. Written in thick italic letters, THE BOOK OF STRINGS wrote itself as if there's an invisible hand with golden ink writing them. If I'm in my right state of mind, I would have screamed, tuck my tails, and bolt to ask for help. But I did nothing of those...

Behind that I am really amaze by her bravery. As of now the Municipal Social Welfare and Development is helping them in this case. They are giving the welfare they need such as foods, clothes, and financial assistance they need. Aside from that they are given security for their protection. We will make sure that they will feel at safe while the case is on going. And I will win this no matter what. He deserve to be punished. I would not stop until I couldn't see him behind those bars suffering until his last breath. He don't deserve freedom.

He looked at me not with anger, but with a cold, devastating pity that made my gut clench. ​"Loyalty is a word that corporate middlemen use to feel secure," he murmured, pulling a manila folder from the top drawer. He didn't open it. He just rested his manicured fingers on the paper. "Seraphina didn't save the Blackwood account out of devotion to the Vance name, Lucian. She saved it because she needed to prove she belonged in rooms her bloodline was never meant to cross." ​"That isn't fair, and you know it." I stood up, the chair scraping sharply against the hardwood floor. I wanted to pace, wanted to break something, but I forced myself to stay grounded behind my chair. "You pushed her int

With all my love and tears, Mercy ND

Mercy Mercy was glad to see Isabella. She was so kind and refreshing. She’d brought Mercy some clean clothes and made sure she was able to take a shower without any help. She’d also brought her a snack, which was great, even though Cleo had brought her a full breakfast. Mercy felt like her stomach was turning inside out, she was so hungry. Now, she was sitting on the bed, feeling comfy in a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt. They smelled like flowers and fresh cotton and made her skin feel all soft and snuggly. There was something going on with her hair, though, and it was bothering her almost as much as the fact that she couldn’t remember anything. The urge to flip her hair back over her sho

Compared to Isabelle, he was a tad taller. Emily turned to Mercy and tilted her head towards the hardcover book in her hands. “What do you have there?” “David's diary.” Mercy showed her, beaming with amusement and pride. “David's –” Emily stopped herself from laughing when she turned to see the deep frown on David's face. “Now, Mercy. You know it's not nice to take what's not yours.” “I only wanted to see the first page, but he won't let me!” “Mercy. What does it mean to respect one's privacy?” Emily asked.

“My apology. Sorry that I teased you the other night.” It was a book, and it stunned me to see its cover as I turned it around. The cover was an illustration of a young male angel in flight, but his face was unseen for it was covered in shadows. It was the unsmiling angel. I lost my own copy of this book many years ago. “It is mine. Someone gave it to me as a gift, but I am not really a reader. Now I am giving it to you, so it would not be wasted.”

He is shivering by looking at the cover of the book. “What is it Al-” Jeje comes to Alfi and remains silent when he sees the cover of the book. “Alfi, don’t tell me it is the one?” Jeje averts to Alfi, err his head turns to Alfi. His eyes are just drawing. How could I forget the fact that Jeje is a Jailangkung with a Gundam head? “Exactly,” Alfi said in a serious tone. “What is it, guys? Why are you so serious?” Kartika approaches both of them. ”What book is that any-” Kartika who sees the cover of the book directly smacks their heads really hard that they pass out.

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It's a handwritten book by a toddler. Lucifer looked at the drawing. It had a sun with two adults and a child in the middle. The book had a name written: Jessica's mommy and daddy. Lucifer glances through the book and turns to the second page; it says to believe. The third page says, ‘I have not abandoned you.’ The fourth page, ‘if you are reading this it is because it was planned you find this.’ As Lucifer turns the page, he sees gods hand reaching out of the sky. As he checks the other pages, it is all blank. This is where your story begins. Tossing it aside, Lucifer can't help but tear up, seeing this girl's picture with long blonde hair and about seven years old.